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Tonight on JAG.

Good evening. I'm Norman Delaporte. The
report you are about to see contains

graphic descriptions of war and death.

It involves a breaking story about war
crimes committed by American Marines

during Operation Desert Storm here in
Kuwait at the El Bakar compound.

The accusations are serious. The
repercussions, great.

The footage you are watching was shot by
a Marine Force recon team sent behind

enemy lines the day before the ground
war phase of Desert Storm began.

The team was led by Sergeant Clyde
Morrison.

Its mission?

To eliminate three Americans.

The war crime was discovered by then
Second Lieutenant Franco Sheffaloo.

Two days ago, I interviewed Franco
Sheffaloo, now a Marine captain, at his

in Northern Virginia.

My unit overran Albacore two days after
the force recon raid.

And what did you find in Building 5?

Three dead Americans.

Chemical engineers working with Saddam
Hussein on his program to develop

of mass destruction.

How did these three men die?

The effects of sarin gas.

Video footage shot that night shows the
force recon team surrounding Building 5.

Encountering fierce resistance, the
Marines fired canisters of what later

to be sarin gas into the building.

That's when the taping stopped at
Sergeant Morrison's order.

Get out of here!

Classified intelligence documents
indicate that the American military knew

the presence of these engineers at El
Bacar.

A source high up in the Pentagon
confirmed that these men posed a serious

to our war effort.

The Marines suffered four casualties.

The survivors were airlifted out by
helicopter.

Sergeant Richard Ford was crew chief and
gunner. Sergeant.

Did the Marines you evacuated from El
Bacar carry sarin gas?

Yes, sir.

Sergeant Morrison did, sir.

And how do you know that?

He had in his bandolier, sir.

We'll be back in a minute with reaction
from the Pentagon.

The charges are serious.

Americans using chemical weapons to kill
other Americans.

Well, I'll consider an administrative
discharge.

Three's the best you're going to get
today.

Months? Years.

You've got to be kidding. Petty Officer
Ellsworth stole a bulldozer from a

secured facility and destroyed the
campaign headquarters of his local

congressman. That's one way of looking
at it. I don't have time to argue. I've

got to go pick up that Australian
exchange officer, Lieutenant Commander

Then bud.

I hear Brumby's cute.

Mac, Petty Officer Ellsworth was making
a political statement.

Congress won't approve pay raises for
the military. So his actions are

under free speech?

No, but I don't think justice is served
with break time.

Think again.

Thanks for seeing me on such short
notice, Admiral.

Been glad to come to you, Congresswoman.
I wanted this off the record, A .J.

The House National Security Subcommittee
is holding hearings next week.

We intend to find out whether a Marine
team recon force used chemical weapons

assassinate three renegade American
civilian engineers.

Working on Saddam's weapons programs.
Yeah, I saw Delaporte last night.

You don't actually believe that story,
do you?

I believe it's plausible.

One way or another, I need to know if it
can be substantiated.

Pentagon's looking into it.

That's like sending the fox on the count
of chickens.

And that's why my committee will hold
meetings and will forward a report to

Congress. Well, in that case, ma 'am,
what do you need from me?

I want Lieutenant Commander Rabb
assigned to my staff on temporary duty.

Ma 'am, I'd love to cooperate, but
Commander Rabb's caseload is full. I

him. I need him too, A .J.

This is a complex subject. A lot of
people are going to lie.

I need to have someone who'll recognize
the truth.

Besides, I'll owe you one.

And I have every intention of
collecting, ma 'am.

Flight 274 from Sydney at gate 20B.

At this time, we would like to pre
-board flight number 276 to Barcelona.

You may board through gate 11.

Hi,

I'm Major Sarah McKenzie, JAG Corps.

Sorry? Excuse me.

No, excuse me. I'm talking to someone.

I was asked to meet you here.

Really? Major, I... Look, I don't care
what kind of wager you made with your

pals over there. Leave me alone.

Wager? I can take you anywhere you want
to go.

Now, that's an interesting offer.

It's a real pleasure to meet you,
Commander Brumby. Brumby?

Pleasure's all mine, Major.

I ran into some mates on the flight. We
were gasbagging.

I'm not Commander Brumby, but I will be
in town for a few days.

You can reach me at the Hilton.

Well, you made yourself a friend.

I'm sorry.

Um, Aaron McKenzie.

No worries. Honest mistake.

Mick Bromby.

Well, where would you like to go? Um,
office or hotel?

Hotel, then the office. Might as well
get straight down to the cases.

Black man with a hard work ethic.

When I was a kid, I never dreamed I'd be
anywhere near this place.

When I was a kid, it was all I dreamt
about.

So where do we start?

Norman Delaport.

You really think that's smart,
considering we don't have all the facts?

That's exactly why we're talking to him.

I don't usually get my facts from a
reporter.

Harm, Norman's not just a reporter, he's
an institution.

Besides, they don't give you a Peabody
and a Pulitzer for being wrong.

Anyway, I know him.

Maybe that's what worries me.

So put you out of this story, Mr.
Delport.

Someone who refused to cover up a war
crime?

Someone who wanted me to find out who
was responsible for what happened that

night and to make sure that it never
happened again.

Someone was busy.

So how did you get access to classified
intelligence reports?

I'm afraid I'm not at liberty to
disclose my sources.

Sergeant Clyde Morrison led the force
recon team in Albuquerque that night.

didn't you interview him for your
report? I did talk to him, but I

anything out of him. He was all over the
place.

Morrison is a hopeless alcoholic. He's
been in and out of VA hospitals.

What happened on the ground at Alpacar
haunted the men who were there that

night. We don't know for sure what
happened that night. We know this,

The dead bore witness.

Four Marines came home in body bags and
a fifth, Cary Dugan, blew his brains out

three months ago.

Dugan was the Marine corporal who
videotaped the raid.

Yeah, the videotape of the Alpacar raid
is missing from the Naval Historical

Archives. Where'd you get your copy,
sir?

Just what's your part in all this?

He's my truth detector.

You haven't answered my question, Mr.
Delport.

Where'd you get your coffee, sir?

Well, that's proof.

New Long was up north.

It was about 20 clicks from the border,
right?

That's right, sir.

Picture this.

One dark night, me Uncle Jack gets
separated from his unit on recon, and he

finds himself sitting five feet off the
Ho Chi Minh Trail.

And all night long, these little
bastards are going back and forth,

sacks of rice to the troops in the
south.

He was so close, you could hear him
break wind.

Luckily enough, when daylight came, he
managed to crawl the mile back to his

lines.

Did Uncle Jack make it back to
Australia?

Jacko did two tours in Vietnam, Major.

A lot of the mates he fought with never
made it home, but he did, and in one

piece.

But he carked it in a car just last
year.

Carked it in a car?

Died in an auto accident.

How did you know that, sir?

Met a lot of authorities in Vietnam,
Major.

You know the really funny thing,
Admiral?

I'll be donned if the driver of the
other car wasn't a Vietnamese.

A lot of them came down under after the
war.

Major McKenzie will be showing you the
rubs, Commander. In the short term,

you'll be assisting her with Commander
Rabb's caseload.

Welcome aboard.

Thank you, sir.

It'll be good to have some help with
case research.

I can do more than look things up,
Major.

You see, my mother's American, so I have
dual citizenship.

I got my degree at Georgetown and passed
the D .C. bar ten years ago.

No reason I shouldn't try a case or two,
is it?

Ensign Sir's Commander Brumby. He's
going to be assisting with the Ellsworth

case. Very nice to meet you, sir.

G'day.

Ma 'am, there's someone in your office.
I'm sorry I didn't get his name. Oh,

thank you. The Ensign will show you
around, Commander.

Pretty much seen all I need to, Ensign.

Hello,

Sarah.

Do you want me to say hello to your
husband?

Colonel Cobb, you were the officer in
command of Operation Scirocco?

Yes, ma 'am, that's correct.

What was your mission?

Two days prior to the start of the
ground war phase of Operation Desert

I inserted a six -man force recon team
into Kuwait to gather intel on shore

batteries in the area of Safwan.

Their orders were to identify and report
on Silk War missile batteries in the

area of Al -Bakar.

That was the extent of your orders?

Yes, ma 'am.

While on this mission, did your men
employ chemical or biological weapons?

No, ma 'am. Absolutely not.

Then why were they dressed in nuclear
biological chemical suits with gas

Standard procedure given an imminent
threat, ma 'am.

We knew that Saddam had used chemical
weapons in the past, and we fully

him to do so again.

Were your men given orders to
assassinate three American engineers

-Bakar? No, ma 'am.

We had no indication that Americans were
there.

If we had, we'd have brought them back
for intel.

Can you be absolutely sure that your
force recon team didn't kill the

I wasn't there, sir.

But I trust my Marines.

And that's not what they reported.

Colonel Cobb, you said you had no
knowledge of Americans being held in

compound. Yet in my hand, I have a
recently declassified document prepared

the CIA two months prior to Operation
Scirocco. This intel report indicates

there were three American engineers
working at El Bacar. Have you ever seen

document before?

No, ma 'am.

The report indicates that the American
engineers posed a clear and present

danger to our national interest.

Colonel, did anyone give you an order to
eliminate that danger?

No, ma 'am.

What would have happened if you had been
shown the intel report?

That calls for speculation, sir. What's
the problem with that, Colonel?

I deal in facts, ma 'am. The fact is,
three Americans died at El Bacar. The

is, my Marines did not kill them.

always this beautiful?

Last time you saw me was 12 years ago.

My hair was a foot longer, my skirt a
foot shorter, and I was still using

Clarison.

You're as handsome as ever, Chris, and
as unpredictable.

It was you that walked away from our
wedding vows, not me.

You've changed a lot in 12 years, Sarah.
You've made yourself a Marine major and

a lawyer. What makes you think that I
haven't changed, too?

You show up after all these years, there
must be a reason.

Being a lawyer's made you suspicious.

No, being an adult has made me
suspicious.

Maybe I want a second chance.

Gave you that years ago.

Well, let's go for three.

You deserted me, Sarah. It still hurts.

I didn't desert you.

You were doing three to five for armed
robbery. I was trying to stay sober.

Why wait until now?

This isn't the first time I came looking
for you.

When I got out of prison, I went all the
way to Okinawa.

Except I didn't have the nerve to face
you, so I spent the next eight years of

my life living with the loss.

Until I just couldn't handle it anymore.

What I don't know is why you left.

I spent a lot of nights trying to figure
that out.

Look, Chris, I was drunk.

The day we got married.

And on the honeymoon.

And up until the day they put you in
prison.

You married me because you loved me. You
never filed for divorce because you

could never find anyone better than me.

I just never got around to the
paperwork.

There have been others along the way.
Hey.

Is that the guy in Okinawa? Major
Sparrow?

Everything all right, Major?

Everything's fine, Commander.

The judge wants to see us in chambers.

Thank you. I'll be right there.

I'll call you.

During Desert Storm, I commanded a light
armored infantry platoon in support of

the 3rd Tank Battalion. We overran the
Albacar compound at 1543 Zulu on G plus

1. What happened then?

We went through the compound, and we
found maybe 30 dead Iraqi soldiers.

We discovered the bodies in Building 5.

Three Americans?

Yes, ma 'am.

And how did those men die?

From exposure to sarin gas.

At ease, Major.

How's everything with the Ellsworth
case?

Fine, sir.

Commander Brumby's a real asset.

Everything else all right?

Nothing I can't handle, sir.

You sure?

You seem a bit distracted.

Sir, ma 'am, I think there's something
you should see on Channel 3.

My squadron received a medevac frag from
Sergeant Morrison of 0400.

I was the crew chief slash door gunner
aboard the Huey that flew to the El

compound in response.

When we arrived, Sergeant Morrison and
Corporal Dugan extracted the casualties

and we all got out of there.

Did you notice anything out of the
ordinary?

Yes, ma 'am.

When we landed on the beach a few miles
southeast of Safwan, I got a good look

at Sergeant Morrison's bandolier.

He had two or three canisters left.

Can you describe those canisters?

Yes, ma 'am.

They're about this big with writing on
the outside.

Golf Bravo, GB.

Those are the initials for sarin gas.

Ask him what time it was that his bird
landed near Sephwan.

Sergeant Ford, what time was it when
your helo landed near Sephwan?

Around 0500, ma 'am.

It was pre -dawn. Was the interior lit?

Sergeant Ford...

0500 is pre -dawn. Was the interior of
the helo lit?

No, ma 'am. Of course not.

So it was dark when you saw the contents
of Sergeant Morrison's bandolier.

Yes, ma 'am.

Thank you, Sergeant.

Bobby, we need to talk.

I've got meetings until six.

Come to my house. I'll cook you dinner.

Good.

Bobby, this whole story is based on
speculation, innuendo, hearsay, and

anonymous sources.

Are you talking to me as a lawyer or as
a military officer?

Was that a congresswoman talking or a
senator?

Who told you I was going to run for the
Senate?

You did.

When? Just now.

You're sneaky.

Well, got to use what you got.

Yeah, you figure this hearing's going to
put you on the map.

That's not why we're holding them, Harm.

I believe the story.

No, Bobby, I think you've been seduced
by the story.

You think I'm that easy?

No one's ever accused you of being easy.

But this story's made for the evening
news.

War crimes, chemical weapons, bad
soldiers.

The military's been dealing with this
sort of thing since Vietnam.

You sorry you agreed to work for me?

No, so long as you let me do my job.

But I will not roll over for you or for
anybody, Bobby.

Really?

Too bad.

Oh, those are just so cute, Commander.

Uh -huh.

That's the Sims knitted them for me for
Christmas.

Don't you wish you had a pair?

No.

You want to get that?

Mac?

What is it?

Yeah, there's plenty of food to go
around.

I'm not hungry, ma 'am. I need to talk,
but this isn't a good time.

Call me tomorrow.

Sure.

Aren't you going to go after her?

She told me to call her tomorrow.

I never understood why you two didn't
get together.

Mac, we fight all the time.

So do you and I.

Oh, that's different.

Really? How?

Well, for starters, we don't work
together.

We do now.

She's beautiful.

So are you.

Oh, good evening, Major.

How did you know where I lived?

Lieutenant Roberts was kind enough to
tell me.

Listen, I didn't mean to intrude, but as
we're in court, first thing, I thought

you might need these.

Thank you.

Would you care for some tea?

Tea? I'm not a pommy, Mac.

A pommy?

English. Yeah, they go for tea.

Wouldn't mind a beer.

I don't drink.

Doesn't mean your company has to be
sober.

You know... It's late.

Maybe another time, huh?

There's something we need to talk about.

Yeah.

Today in the hearing room, I felt you
were pushing me to ask certain

I was.

That's why you hired me.

I know.

You made me look bad.

Bobby, you're asking the wrong
questions.

And there's a reason for that.

You're rushing.

I think you should recess the hearings
for a couple of days. Give me a chance

find this missing Marine. Get a line on
the videotape.

I see why you're so good at what you do.

You don't give an inch.

I'm not good with compromise.

Sometimes you have to meet a person
halfway.

Give a little, get a little.

Sometimes halfway isn't close enough.

Good to see you, Regal.

I wasn't sure you'd show up.

You're smarter than I thought.

Do you remember Briar?

Yeah. Did you have a nice conversation
with your wife?

Work with me on this, Benny.

You're a loser, Regal.

You got nothing to offer.

You gotta give me more time.

I can make us both well. I don't gotta
give you nothing.

I choose to give you another 24 hours.

Now, if you don't come up with the 15
bills, you know how it works.

I pay briar by the bone.

So much for a hairline fracture, a
little more for a clean break, and a

for breaking the same bone in more than
one place.

Now, do yourself a favor.

Talk to the message again.

Lieutenant Roberts, Ensign Sims.

Morning, sir.

You too busy? I could use some help.

Commander Brumby has us researching the
Ellsworth case.

He's a really great guy, Commander.

Really? Well, glad to hear it.

How did it play out?

Quite a hand.

I need you two to do something for me.
Is it a priority, sir?

For the sarin gas hearing?

Yeah, if you can tear yourself away from
Ellsworth.

I'd like you to help me find Sergeant
Clyde Morse and the sole surviving

of the force recon team that entered the
Albuquerque compound.

He's the only one who can tell us what
really happened that night.

Last known address, sir?

Cardboard box in the Baltimore
Tenderloin. He went missing about three

ago. No one's seen or heard from him
since.

Check with the FBI, police, NCIS.

Use your imagination.

We'll find him for you, sir.

Oh, and see if you can get a line on the
Elbacar video, the one missing from the

Naval Historical Archives.

Aye, aye, sir.

I'm Lieutenant Commander Rav with the
JAG Corps. I wonder if I could ask you a

few questions, ma 'am. Okay, come on.

I'm going to go get in the car.

Hurry up. I'll be there in a minute.

Is this about Carrie?

Yes, it is, ma 'am.

You know, I've had to re -experience my
husband's suicide three times already,

Commander. I don't think I can do it
again.

Well, Mrs. Dugan, I understand how
difficult this must be for you, but it's

about your husband's suicide. It's on
another matter. Look, I don't want to

back into this.

Your husband was a member of a force
recon team that raided the Albuquerque

compound in Kuwait in 1991.

Yes.

It killed him.

Ma 'am?

Kerry was never the same after the war.

What he saw and what he did there
changed him.

Did your husband tell you what happened
that night, Mrs. Dugan? No.

Your husband videotaped part of the
operation, ma 'am.

I don't know anything about that.

Well, Norman Delaporte, the television
reporter, has a copy of that tape, and

have reason to believe he didn't get it
from the Navy Historical Archives.

What does that have to do with me?

Did you sell the tape to Norman
Delaporte, Mrs. Dugan? I want you to

Mrs. Dugan, I need a copy of that tape,
ma 'am. I need to know if there's more

than Delaporte has shown us. Sit still
and put on your belt.

Look, my husband is dead.

So whatever happened, it doesn't matter.

Not anymore.

there are more important things.

So you were at the hearing, didn't I,
Commander?

Yes, sir. I'm Ms. Latham's liaison.

So whose side are you on?

Well, sir, I don't take sides.

Why did you send the force recon team to
Albuquerque, sir?

Well, just before the start of the
ground war, the Navy pounded the

with 16 -inch guns.

The Iraqis were expecting amphibious
landing, so they held several divisions

Republican guards in the area.

We just went in to make sure that their
shore batteries couldn't hit our battle

group with their silkworm missiles.

Hand me that distributor cap, will you,
please?

Well, sir, how is it that you didn't see
the classified intel report?

Nobody showed it to me.

Colonel, is it possible that someone
above you in the chain of command knew

American engineers were housed at
Albuquerque?

Those engineers went to work for the
Iraqis.

For money.

And I can't say I mourn their deaths,
but I did not order them killed.

And I don't know anybody who did.

On the night of the raid, Sir, Sergeant
Morrison ordered the videotaping of the

operation to be terminated outside
Building 5.

Why?

You'd have to ask him.

Well, Colonel, I'd like to, since he's
dropped off the face of the earth.

Look, I lost four good men that night.

And to a man, they died bravely fighting
for their country. Now some jackass

wants to blacken their memories?

That gets under my skin, Commander.

And it damn sure ought to be bothering
you.

Where have you been, Harm? I expected
you hours ago.

Look, I had to talk to some people. You
know what you had to do, Commander? Stay

in touch.

Bobby, you need to delay these hearings.

Woody, out of your mind? There's no way
we're backing off of this. We don't have

all the facts. This could come back and
bite you.

Oh, Commander, I'd like to get you in
this shot as well.

Tell me something, Mr. Delaporte. What
the hell happened to you?

I haven't changed, Commander. The world
has changed.

Now you've got breaking news 24 hours a
day, and all that matters is who gets

there first, and you bought into it,
even if it does violence to the truth.

I've adapted, Commander.

It's what a good journalist does.

I go with my hunches. It's what I've
always done.

Now, could you just stand here to the
left?

No, sir, that's your place, Mr.

Delaporte. Call me when you need me for
something important.

Sure.

I

called

you, you never called me back.

What do you want, Chris?

I want you to remember.

Oh, you're a hard man to forget.

A good time, Sarah.

Why, before things got strange.

They were always a little strange.

Yeah, but we sure had a good time,
didn't we?

Like the time we rode the Harley from
Flagstaff to Gallop in the rain, and you

lost your shirt in Winslow, remember?

It was Joseph City.

And I never could seem to keep it
buttoned when you were around.

The truth.

Chris.

Truth. I came here six months ago
looking for you.

I didn't have anything to offer, so I
borrowed 15 grand.

Looking for the big four.

What was it, the track, the bites, NFL?

All of it. Now I owe Benny Turpin the
15.

Who the hell is Benny Turpin?

Don't ask.

I got the courage to come to you. I was
looking for money, plain and simple.

Only now I don't care about the money,
Sarah. I don't even mind if I get my leg

broke, as long as I have a chance to get
you back into my life.

I'm leaving tomorrow.

You think it over.

I don't know what to believe, Chris.

Leave death.

Some things you can't fake.

Commander, as long as this hearing is
going on, I have to be able to count on

you to be there.

This is a mistake, Bobby. I'm going back
to Jack.

Not acceptable.

I need you.

What, to stand behind you next to the
flag?

Is this about hurt pride?

My only loyalty, Bobby, is to the truth.

I'm resigning.

I never figured you for a quitter.

Grab.

I'll be there in 15 minutes.

Harm, I don't like fighting with you.

Sure you do. You just don't like losing.

This is Norman Delaporte. I'm here at
the Capitol after the second day of...

With me is Congresswoman Bonnie Latham
of Detroit, Michigan. Heir of the House

National Security Subcommittees.

I'm looking for Clyde Morrison.

Whatever he drinks, give me two of them.

Depending on the outcome of the
hearings, Norman, I'm introducing

the next... Sergeant Morrison?

It's on me.

I'm Lieutenant Commander Raab of the D
.I. Corps.

What TV?

We have better things to do.

See this?

If the charges come out to be true, I'm
calling for the prosecution of all the

men involved with the killing at
Albuquerque.

You're talking about how you killed
three Americans at Albuquerque compound

chemical weapons.

I know what happened, Sergeant.

I'm not a sergeant anymore, Commander.

You want to call me something, you call
me Clyde. You followed orders.

You lost four men to a superior fighting
force you carried out. You're dead, and

that's all you did.

You really believe that?

Yeah.

But I can't prove it.

I didn't have a chemical weapon.

We fired tear gas in there. That's all
we did.

Why would Sergeant Ford tell Norman
Delaporte that you had GP kids?

Delaporte, he gets you to say anything
he wants you to say if you talk to him

long enough.

You set him straight?

Now, he'd already made up his mind about
me. He condemned me before he even met

me.

I need you to testify, Sergeant.

Look, come on.

Commander, take a good look at me. Look
close.

Would you? I mean, I can't even keep my
hands steady long enough to have a

drink.

You're all I got, Sergeant.

Well, if I'm all you got, you ain't got
squat.

Buddy?

Where have you been hiding?

Millie, I had no idea you were still
working. Sure, I'm not married, buddy.

Well, not yet, anyway.

So how are you?

Well, actually, you remember the last
time that I was here?

Yeah, you were with that squirrely
little blonde thing.

That squirrely little blonde thing is
now his loving wife.

Oh, nice to see you again.

Oh, pleasure, I'm sure.

So what can I do for you?

Well, we're looking for a videotape, and
it was cataloged with the written

statements in an after -action report
for Operation Scirocco. I found the

document, but I can't find the
videotape.

That Delaporte guy from ZNN, he asked me
the same thing.

Millie, could you just help us out?

It's really important.

Well, these are waiting to be filed.

Here, here.

What is it?

Footage from Task Force Sandhawk on the
Kuwaiti border.

It's been sitting here a while.

But we've been waiting for a new case
from processing.

Maybe your tape got put in the Sandhawk
box by mistake.

Code number ODS -9104. Come on.

But Scirocco came before Sandhawk,
Millie.

There it is, Operation Scirocco,
February 23, 1991.

Must have gotten switched around.

All right, let me make you a VHS copy.
Interesting filing system you have here.

Well, it works one way or the other.

Bobby.

I didn't expect to see you here.

Unedited.

Am I going to like it?

No.

Harm, I've taken a position on this.

Cut your losses, Bobby. You're on the
wrong side of the truth.

My name is Clyde Morrison, Sergeant,
United States Marine Corps Inactive

Reserve. Please be seated.

Sergeant Morrison, the night of the raid
at Al -Bakar, what did you and your men

fire into the buildings?

Tear gas, ma 'am. Were you aware that
there were three American engineers

working for Saddam Hussein at Al -Bakar?

No, ma 'am.

You didn't see the CIA intel report?

No, ma 'am, I did not.

There's incontrovertible evidence that
the people on the ground died of sarin

gas poisoning.

How do you explain that?

Well, aren't you asking the wrong
person, sir?

Who should I be asking?

Saddam Hussein.

He used it on the Iranians, he used it
on the Kurds. Hell, that was one of the

reasons we fought the damn war in the
first place.

Excuse my language, ma 'am.

I've heard worse, Sergeant.

My guess is that he had them eliminated.

Why would he kill the very men he needed
to work his weapons programs?

Well, dead men tell no tales, sir.
That's quite a story.

Do you have any proof that's what
happened?

No, sir.

So all we have is your word for it.

Yes, sir.

Sergeant Morrison, have you spent time
in VA hospitals for acute alcoholism?

Yes, sir.

Are you delusional?

Only to think that I would get a fair
hearing in this room, sir.

Thank you, Sergeant Morrison.

Please remain here in case I need to
recall you.

Yes, ma 'am.

Sergeant Ford, it was your statement
before this committee that Sergeant

Morrison carried sarin gas.

Yes, sir.

You told us that you saw canisters
labeled GB.

Yes, sir.

In the television report, you made the
same claim.

Why did you do that, Sergeant?

I was answering a question, ma 'am.

Do you remember the exact questions Mr.
Delaporte asked you?

Pretty much, ma 'am. Did it have
something to do with officials high up

CIA who told them the Americans had died
from nerve gas?

Did he mention that your guys were the
ones who used that gas?

Yes, ma 'am. Did he tell you he needed
someone to back it up?

He might have. I don't recall all the
questions, ma 'am.

Did Mr. Delaporte lead you into your
testimony?

Suggest what you might have seen?

No, ma 'am.

At least I don't remember it that way.

The letters for tear gas are C .S.

Those canisters were labeled G .B., ma
'am.

Starting forward.

Isn't it a reporter's job to ask
questions?

Yes, sir.

So Mr. Delaporte was just doing his job?

Yes, sir.

Thank you, Sergeant Ford.

Yes, ma 'am.

My next witness is Norman Delaporte.

Please be seated.

Mr. Delaporte, in the preparation for
your report, did you ever attempt to

interview Sergeant Morrison?

I did.

His story didn't track, and he had every
good reason to cover up what he did.

At what point? point during the
interview with Sergeant Ford did he

Sergeant Morrison carried sarin gas
canisters?

I don't recall.

But you do have the full transcript of
your interview with Sergeant Ford.

Yes. Would you be willing to make those
transcripts available to the committee?

Well, I'd have to give that some
thought, ma 'am. I promise Sergeant Ford

confidentiality.

Where did you get your tape of the raid
on Alpacar?

Not at liberty to say, ma 'am.

Did you pay for that tape?

No. It was given freely by someone who
wanted to see the truth come out.

Thank you, Mr. Delaporte. That's all I
wanted to know. Oh, just one more thing.

The tape is 18 minutes long.

Yes.

And it ends when Sergeant Morrison cuts
taping just after he fires the canister

into Building 5?

Yes.

Mrs. Dugan.

Did your husband keep a bootleg copy of
the videotape he made on the night of

the raid on the Al -Bakar compound?

He had lots of tapes. Yes or no? I
remind you, you're under oath.

Yes. Did you sell that tape to Mr.
Delaporte?

Yes. Mr. Delaporte claims that his tape
was 18 minutes long.

How long was the tape you sold, Mr.
Delaporte?

22 minutes.

Why did you sell him that tape?

I needed the money.

Thank you, Mrs. Dugan. You're dismissed.

My next witness is Lieutenant Commander
Harmon Rabb.

Please take your place at the table,
Commander.

Raise your right hand.

Do you swear to tell the truth, the
whole truth, and nothing but the truth?

help you God?

I do.

State your name.

Lieutenant Commander Harmon Rapp.

Your duty station.

I'm assigned to the headquarters of the
Navy's Judge Advocate General Corps, ma

'am. Did you recently work on my staff?

That was my privilege, ma 'am, yes.

Why did you quit and return to JAG?

I had outlived my usefulness, ma 'am.

Let me rephrase my question, Commander.

Did you resign because you and I had a
difference of opinion on the accuracy of

Norman Delaporte's reporting on
Operation Scirocco?

Yes, ma 'am, that is exactly the reason.
Did you recently come into possession

of a 22 -minute copy of the Al -Bakar
videotape from the Naval Archives?

I did.

How did you locate it? It had been
misfiled, ma 'am. Do you have that tape

you? I do.

Norman Delaporte claims that... Sergeant
Morrison had the videotaping stopped to

cover up a war crime.

When in fact, Sergeant Morrison was
ordering his men to take cover.

Stop it! Stop it! Get out of here!

Videotaping resumed moments later. There
were four additional minutes of tape.

Get down! Get down!

Hurry! Hurry!

Let's fight!

Corporal Dugan filmed the action while
the force recon team fought for their

lives.

At one point, Corporal Dugan put the
video camera down long enough to help a

mortally wounded comrade.

Medevac helicopter arrives minutes
later.

Dugan and Morrison help load the dead.

Once aboard the helicopter, Corporal
Dugan resumed videotaping.

Sergeant Ford is the crew chief slash
door gunner.

Sergeant Morrison is wearing the Bandler
belt.

That's a canister and it's labeled CS.

That's CS for tear gas.

You knew the truth, Mr. Delaporte.

He altered it to fit your story.

He deliberately left things out.

No.

I chose what to put in. That's what a
reporter does.

He rejected the things that didn't fit
your thesis, sir.

He reported rumor.

I made a judgment call. You lied to this
committee on several counts, Mr.

Delaporte. You testified that you did
not buy the tape. You did.

You testified that the tape was 18
minutes long.

It was 22 minutes.

Mr. Rabb, address your remarks to this
committee.

Let him talk.

I'm interested in what he has to say.

Tell me something, Congressman Martin.

Why is it that people are so ready to
believe the worst of the military?

These men put their lives on the line.
They're the ones who risk it all.

So why are people like Sergeant Morrison
the last to be believed and men like

this the first?

This hearing is in recess.

My first witness tomorrow is Norman
Delaporte.

Come with me, Mac.

Where?

Doesn't matter.

3 ,000, Chris. That's the best I can do.
All I want is you.

You had me, Chris.

This isn't the way I thought things
would turn out.

I don't want to see you again.

You're not good for me.