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You keeping them out or us in, Swenson?

You're the mind reader.

You tell me.

Oh, thanks, Jimmy.

No problem, Chief.

Flew a tent to fly to the moon or see God while I was gone?

No.

For once, he's sleeping like a baby.

Well, for once, maybe we can get out of here before dawn, huh?

Let's hope so.

I hope you like ham and cheese. That's all I had.

His brain waves are off the rector.

Come on, pull up!

Pull up, damn it!

Sir! Sir,

wait!

Security.

You're safe. It's all right.

What the hell is remote viewing?

It's kind of a clairvoyance or ESP, sir. The subject goes into a meditative

state and then attempts to see something in the next room.

Or on the next continent, sir.

You mean the psychic spy program? Hell, I thought the CIA shut that thing down

years ago.

They closed most operations, sir, but there's still some theoretical research

going on. The Navy intel has its own top -secret program called Stargazer, run

by Admiral Harrison Spencer.

Pretty gung -ho type of guy, sir. Apparently they were looking for a

North Korean jet, sir. The South Koreans wanted to recover the electronics.

Haven't they ever heard of satellites?

Well, satellites don't see underwater, sir, or through clouds.

Met a junior officer flat on his back in Washington, Ken.

Well, the CIA program had a number of successes, sir.

One viewer located a secret Chinese nuclear test site.

Another pinpointed where the Red Brigade was holding an American general

hostage. Yeah, and here a lieutenant goes into a trance and ends up dead.

So, Mr. Roberts, we know how you feel about psychic phenomena.

Yes, sir. There's just too much evidence to ignore the reality of the

paranormal. Colonel, you have any preconceptions about psychic spies and

telepathic warriors?

Only that it sounds like science fiction.

Well, Colonel, a hundred years ago, putting a man on the moon was science

fiction. Three will make a perfect team.

I want a thorough investigation of Lieutenant McCrane's death and Admiral

Spencer's role in it.

Dismissed.

Aye, sir.

Colonel, whatever happened about that Korean plane?

They never found it, sir.

Lieutenant McGrain showed incredible promise of simple precognition tests,

naming the suits of unseen cards, that sort of thing.

But you put the lieutenant into psychic operations before he received medical

clearance. The lab was backed up. All we were lacking were the blood and

toxicology reports. Everything else checked out.

Is this where it happened, sir? Yes, we have worked around the clock for the

last six months. Now Admiral Linson Myers has suspended all Stargazer

pending your investigation.

I hope you don't ridicule that which you don't understand, Colonel.

Sir, do you really believe in all this?

Not at first.

I didn't grow up on an ashram chatting with some guru. I was a country boy.

Studied chemical engineering at the academy and believed the laws of science

were carved in stone.

But we have tested personnel.

whose minds can alter electric current, predict the roll of dice, even see

events thousands of miles away.

And you're sure there's no rational explanation?

Have you never had an experience that defied rational explanation, Colonel?

Never seen something in your mind's eye and it happened?

Sir, I can't even pick the right checkout line at the supermarket.

And you, Commander?

Sir, I have had...

Visions that I can't explain.

I met a gypsy woman in Russia who could see the future in the past.

So I guess, yes, I am open to the possibility of the paranormal.

And that's all I ask.

Sir, we'll need to go through your records and interview the staff.

Fine. You can start with me.

All right, sir.

Uh, it's November 2nd, and the time is... 11 .36.

Exactly, as usual.

Colonel, how did you do that?

I don't know, sir. I've been able to tell the time without a watch since I

in fifth grade.

That's a psychic gift.

A second cousin to telepathy.

Actually, sir, I just wanted to know how long until recess.

When this is cleared up, I would love for you to undertake a remote viewing

experiment. You'd find it fascinating.

It's a journey outside your own body with a soaring sense of freedom.

Fluoxetine and a heavy dose of monamine oxidase inhibitors. The tox scan shows

that your Lieutenant McGrain was a pharmacological disaster just waiting to

happen. Why would someone take a cocktail like that? Oh, there's standard

prescriptions for depression and anxiety, Lieutenant. Have a seat. But

shouldn't be mixing them.

Well, eyewitnesses report that the lieutenant thought he was on a North

jet that was about to crash.

Hallucinations. The drugs combined with the induced meditative state could have

produced some pretty scary images.

Apparently he was trying to bail out of the plane.

Or out of the dream.

Well, either way, he shouldn't have been there.

Anyone taking psychotropic drugs shouldn't be fooling around with altered

of consciousness.

Well, lieutenant signed the release form for human use experiments.

But the only drug that he said that he was taking was for an allergy.

Then he lied.

Lieutenant Niles McRain was under psychiatric care for manic depression

anxiety, and he didn't want the Navy to know about it. He filled his

prescriptions off base and didn't disclose his condition to Admiral

So how is it that you know all of this, Buck? Well, after I spoke to the

pathologist, I visited the widow.

Actually, I went to mass with her and lit a candle for her husband.

That's ethical, isn't it? I mean, to establish a common ground with a

Fine, but... Anyway, based on preliminary test results, the admiral

Lieutenant McGrain that he was a natural -born psychic.

He pushed him into volunteering.

So he could have declined.

Did you ever try to say no to an admiral, Commander?

Well, I suspect it's only slightly harder than saying no to a colonel.

Anything else, Buck?

Well, yes, sir. I've been going over the Stargazer's financial records, and it

looks like Admiral Spencer has been diverting funds from Ellent and Comet

the Psychic Warrior Program.

Well, that's hardly incriminating if Deputy Director of Navy Intel has the

to reallocate funds.

Yeah, but he doesn't have the right to violate medical protocol and human use

experiments. Well, wasn't the lieutenant at fault for not disclosing his

psychiatric condition?

Why do you two find it necessary to defend the Admiral? Why do you find it

necessary to continually attack him, Colonel? Because he takes unnecessary

with other men's lives.

Take your pardon, Colonel.

Admiral Chegg Wooden would like to see all of you ASAP.

He wants to fight it.

Wants to go down with the ship.

He told me he had a dream that someday psychic ops would be as commonplace as

radar and satellites.

Enter.

At ease, at ease. I believe you all know Admiral Linsenmeier, Director of Naval

Intelligence? Yes, sir. Admiral, what's the state of the investigation?

Admiral Spencer rushed Lieutenant McGrain into psychic operations before

received medical clearance, sir. In my book, that's negligence.

I'm authorizing the convening of a court -martial.

How long will it take to prepare the charge sheet?

Well, it shouldn't take longer than an hour, sir, if that's how you want to go.

Oh, no, no, no, not you, Commander.

Admiral Spencer's requested that you defend him.

He seems to think you're on the same wavelength.

Colonel McKenzie and Lieutenant Roberts will handle the prosecution.

Prosecution, sir?

Being a Jack lawyer is not like going to the Army. Navy came, Lieutenant. You

don't get to pick sides.

Yes, sir.

Colonel, Commander, you two seem to understand each other.

And I hope you understand me.

Your job is to work this out, quickly and quietly, and with a minimum of

embarrassment to the Navy.

Actually, sir, my job now is to exonerate Admiral Spencer.

What's going on, Petty Officer?

We're securing the lab on orders from Colonel McKenzie, sir. She called half

hour ago. Sir, I think they're planning to make a bonfire of all my work so they

can burn me as a warlock.

Well, sir, you wanted a fight. Looks like we have one. I had no choice.

If I slip quietly away into the night, crucial research will be abandoned.

Right now, sir, it's your freedom I'm worried about.

Admiral, it is my duty to serve you with the charges and specifications against

you.

My counselor will answer the charges. All I ask is a chance to defend my work.

I tell you to obey orders under Article 92A1, dereliction of duty under Article

92A3, and man slaughter.

A man is dead.

I miss you, too.

I can't come up this weekend, sweetheart. Maybe at Christmas.

So are you dating that bodacious Harmon Robb yet?

No, no, actually, that really would not be appropriate.

Kate, I had a dream last night that the two of you got married and I was your

flower girl.

Not all dreams come true.

Look, I'll talk to you this weekend, okay?

Kate, love you.

I love you too, Chloe.

Bye.

How is your little sister?

Wonderful.

But ever since she found a real family, I don't get to see her that much.

I miss her arm.

Anybody ever tell you you have great maternal instincts?

Not as often as they tell me I have a great karate job.

Look, about yesterday, there wasn't enough time to inform you about the

seizure. Nor was I required.

Well, that's all right, Colonel, but if you're going to play hardball, you

better be able to catch as well as throw.

Meaning? The Admiral waves his right to an Article 32 hearing. We're demanding a

speedy trial.

You don't think I'm ready?

Commander, I am ready to run your client and his crystal ball right out of the

Navy and into the brig.

Well, you may be, but it is in the Navy's best interest to put this case to

rest. I'm listening. Drop all charges against Admiral Spencer.

He will accept a letter of instruction, no punitive measures.

He continues to run Stargazer, but this time, this time, under strict

supervision. You're dreaming.

Oh, we'll drop the charges.

But the Admiral resigns and gives up his star.

You can't do better than that.

Yes, I can.

I can win.

As Director of Naval Intelligence, I promulgated the rules for all human use

experiments. And Admiral Spencer reported to you, sir? He directed

Stargazer under my supervision, at least in theory.

Meaning what, Admiral?

I issued orders to engage in operations only with volunteers who had passed

rigorous mental and physical exams, including drug screening.

Why the strict controls, Admiral?

Forty years ago, we learned the dangers of human use experiments with LSD and

truth serum.

We don't want to repeat that again.

Did Admiral Spencer follow your orders?

He did not.

He grabbed members of his staff at random, like a pick -up softball game.

That's what he did with Lieutenant McGrain.

Pushing him through operations before the drug screens came back from the lab.

It cost the man his life.

You're a witness.

You don't believe in paranormal, do you, Admiral?

Objection. Irrelevant.

It's irrelevant to bias, ma 'am.

Overruled. You may answer the question, Admiral.

I don't exclude the possibility of psychic phenomenon.

Then you have an open mind, sir?

Yes, I do, Commander.

But as my grandpappy used to say, if you're too open -minded, your brains

fall out.

Admiral, was there much competition amongst your staff to head up the

warrior program?

Hardly.

Harrison Spencer was the only flag officer who would even touch it. In

sir, wouldn't you say that directing Stargazer was a career move equivalent

running your cruiser aground at the Statue of Liberty?

All I know is Congress authorized the money, and I needed someone to run that

program. Or to fail, sir, so you could scrap it.

Objection argumentative.

This is cross -examination.

I'll allow it.

Mister, I don't want any of my officers to fail.

But frankly, we could put the money to better use in electronic intelligence or

human intelligence.

Admiral, are you familiar with the Stargazer research reports?

Yes, of course.

Then, sir, you're aware that some volunteers were able to guess whether a

would be an ace, a deuce, a heart, or a diamond?

Substantially higher than the odds of mere chance.

Oh, they were good at parlor games, card tricks.

But unless we're playing gin rummy with our enemies, what good will it do us?

Admiral Spencer sent experimenters into the field, and some viewers in the lab

were able to see where they went. They're like the Washington Monument.

that correct?

Yes, it's happened.

Then you would agree, Admiral, there is evidence to suggest the existence of

telepathy, precognition, and other psychic phenomena.

Perhaps.

But how do we use it?

When General Dozier was kidnapped by the Red Brigade, we got tips from a hundred

psychics all over the world.

A single psychic.

One of ours saw where the general was actually being held. Now, that's one in

hundred.

When you've got a Navy SEAL team ready to break down doors, how do you know

which one to listen to?

Well, isn't that what Admiral Spencer was trying to find out, sir?

Lieutenant Broussard, what is Admiral Spencer's nickname among members of his

staff?

I don't know about the others, ma 'am, but I call him sir.

Well, I'm sure you do.

But when no one else is present, what does the Admiral call?

Oh, come now, Lieutenant. Nicknames are common in the military.

31 -knot Burke, Bull Halsey, Chesty Puller.

And what's Admiral Spencer's?

Admiral Spoonbender, ma 'am.

And why is that, Lieutenant?

Admiral Spencer would invite us to his house for barbecues.

He would pass out spoons and ask us to bend them.

With mind power.

Did your spoon ever bend?

Only when my mind told my hand to bend it, ma 'am.

So, what other kinds of things went on at these barbecues?

Um, firewalking, ma 'am.

One time after the admiral was done cooking the burgers, he overturned the

and he brought out a guy who he said could teach us how to walk barefoot

the hot coals. He said if we kept yelling, it's cold, it's cold, it

Be like walking on snow.

Was it like walking on snow, Lieutenant?

More like a footpath in hell, ma 'am.

Your witness.

Lieutenant, did you refer to Admiral Spencer as Admiral Spoonbender?

Uh, maybe once or twice, sir.

Lieutenant, are you familiar with Article 89 under the UCMJ, which makes

crime to show disrespect to a superior officer?

Well, I never meant any disrespect to the Admiral. It was kind of all in good

fun. Well, isn't that what Admiral Spencer intended, Lieutenant?

Sir, I... The firewalking, the spoon bending, weren't they meant as good fun?

Activities to help the Admiral's staff bond outside of the office?

I suppose so, sir.

Lieutenant, is it fair to say that you were Lieutenant McRane's best friend?

Yes, sir.

Were you aware that the lieutenant was seeing a psychiatrist and was taking

antidepressant drugs?

Yes, he told me.

Did you advise your best friend to inform Admiral Spencer of his treatment?

No, I didn't. Did you inform the admiral of your friend's condition?

No, sir.

Well, isn't it likely, lieutenant, had you taken the initiative, your friend

would be alive today?

Objection. Irrelevant and calls for a conclusion.

Sustained.

Nothing further.

Then we are in recess for lunch.

All parties report back here at 1330.

When do I testify?

Well, sir, I'm putting you on the stand last, so your words echo in the members'

ears while they deliver it.

Fine, then I can prove not only the existence of psychic phenomena, but that

can harness the power for strategic use.

Adam.

Sir, our defense is that you are doing important work that may bear fruit one

day. That you cannot be legally responsible for an accident beyond your

Let us not confuse the issue, sir, by pulling tarot cards half from behind the

judge's ears.

Wouldn't it help our case if I gave a demonstration?

Of what, sir?

My own psychic powers.

With all due respect, sir.

No.

We'll wait in here, Admiral.

Colonel, do you have an urgent call?

Who is it, Gunny? Someone named Martha Anderson. She said she's Chloe's

grandmother.

Martha, what is it? Oh, Sarah, thank God you're there.

Chloe went out riding, and Scout came back without her.

Ma 'am, I talked to the county sheriff. They have a third party's out for Chloe.

Plus, the state police kicked in some bloodhounds, but it's pretty rugged

country. There's no trace of her yet.

All right, if you hear anything, Gunny, I want you to come get me. I don't care

if I'm in the middle of a closing argument.

Yes, ma 'am.

Oh, and the sheriff faxed me this.

They're circulating these in three counties.

Thanks, Gunny.

Yes, ma 'am.

Mac.

Hey, I just heard.

Look, if you want to seek a continuous, I'm not going to object.

No, I don't know what else I could do up there besides worry even more.

When we get a verdict, I'll catch the first flight, but thanks.

May I see that, Colonel?

You know, I have some experience using remote viewing to locate missing

Please, sir.

Don't even think about it.

Well, that's all that I was going to do.

Think about it.

There's always an element of wishful thinking when it comes to psychic

Studies have shown that where the testers believe in the paranormal, they

better results.

Well, how do you account for that, Professor?

Well, in poker, we'd call it a tell.

It's an unintentional clue, some word or gesture that tips off the subject.

Professor Pilkington, have you had a chance to review the scientific findings

Operation Stargazer?

Well, I'm not so sure that I would dignify the work by calling it

But yes, I've had a chance to look at the report.

Would you have an opinion as to their accuracy?

No. Without verifying the controls under which the tests are conducted, it's

impossible. No scientist could accept it. So the scientists who wrote glowing

reviews about Operation Stargazer were wrong?

And what scientists would they be?

Well, Professor Wiggins from Duke, Dr.

Holstrom from the Helsinki Institute.

Wiggins is an agronomist. Holstrom is a fraud.

Dr. Holstrom was nominated for the Nobel Prize.

Well, anyone can be nominated for anything.

Your Honor, may I confer with my co -counsel?

I suggest that you do.

Sit down, Bud.

Yes, ma 'am.

No further questions.

You flip, Professor.

I'll call.

Hands.

Hands it is.

One more time, please.

Tails.

Heads.

I guess you're not a psychic.

Now, what if somebody with the powers of telekinesis were to try it? There's no

such thing. No one can control inanimate objects by mind power.

And yet several Stargazer volunteers exceeded numbers far greater than

statistical probability.

Well, if you give typewriters to enough monkeys, they'll eventually compose all

the works of Shakespeare.

It wouldn't shock me if one or two of the subjects exceeded probability.

If you were to flip this coin a thousand times, what are the odds it would come

up heads 900 times?

Well, that would be one chance in.

One in six times 10 to the 162nd power.

That's a number greater than all the grains of sand on all the beaches of the

world.

It simply couldn't happen.

Well, Professor, explain how two stargazer subjects were able to exceed

of 1 ,000 correct calls when attempting to influence the results.

Well, the only explanation is that their numbers are wrong, either through

intentional fraud...

or negligent controls.

Oh, I see, Professor, because you refuse to believe in an event that defies our

current scientific understanding, and that event must not have happened.

You're asking me to prove a negative, that the psychic phenomena doesn't

I challenge Admiral Spencer to prove it does exist, to a scientific certainty.

Is there a supreme being, Professor?

What? Do you believe in God?

Objection irrelevant.

Well, the witness did take an oath to tell the truth.

So help him, God.

Although I suspect Commander Rav has other fish to fry.

I'll allow it.

Yes.

I believe in God.

Could you punch open your calculator to the equation that proves God's existence

to a scientific certainty, Professor?

I can't do that. I take it on faith.

The greatest paranormal force in the universe.

You take on faith.

Well, somebody had to create the laws of science, Counselor.

Well, maybe he also created people who could break them, Professor.

Nothing further.

I'm sorry, ma 'am. I know that I shouldn't allow my personal feelings to

my work. So it won't be necessary to gag you before going to court tomorrow?

No, ma 'am. Thank you, ma 'am. Thank you.

Anything, Gunny?

No, ma 'am, but they're doing the best they can. They added a chopper to the

search.

What else?

Well, they're expecting a freeze tonight, so hypothermia's a danger. But

sheriff said there are caves in the area, so she might be able to find

But Chloe's strong and she's smart, so she won't give up.

Cronin.

How are things going?

Uh, fine, sir. I proved a prima facie case.

I meant Chloe.

I'm monitoring the situation, sir.

Really?

The sheriff is doing everything possible and... Hey, Mac.

Even Marines can show emotion, especially when it's warranted.

I feel so helpless, sir.

Well, that, Colonel, is the nature of love.

Admiral Spencer, how did you become the director of Operation Stargazer?

The program was an orphan. No one else at Intel would go near it.

Did you have an interest in the paranormal at the time, sir?

No, not at the time.

I didn't truly understand the significance of the program until I

classified files.

I'm going to ask you directly, sir.

Did you disobey Admiral Linton Meyer's orders regarding safeguards for remote

viewing operations?

No, I did not.

I ordered that all subjects, including Lieutenant McGrain, undergo mental and

physical exams, including the drug screening. If I made a mistake...

It was in believing the lieutenant. Had I known he had mental problems and was

taking heavy doses of antidepressants, I never would have allowed him to go

under. There is nothing, absolutely nothing more important to me than the

welfare of my personnel.

Not even Stargazer, sir?

Not even Stargazer.

Thank you, Admiral.

Nothing further.

Admiral, at the time of the remote viewing operation that claimed

McGrain's life,

Were you aware that Congress was considering whether to continue funding

operations?

Yes, I was.

You needed a new star to show off to the Appropriations Subcommittee, didn't

you?

It would have helped the cause, yes.

And that's why you rushed Lieutenant McGrain into psychic operations, isn't

No, no, no. We had many promising candidates.

Everyone has... a certain amount of psychic ability.

And that would include you, sir?

Yes.

To some extent.

Admiral, who's going to win the Super Bowl this season?

I don't know.

What about this week's winning lottery number, sir?

Objection, Your Honor. This case has nothing to do with the Admiral's psychic

abilities. I gave you considerable leeway with the prosecution witnesses,

Commander Rabb.

I'll allow it.

The lottery number, sir?

Doesn't work that way, Colonel.

Numbers are particularly difficult to fathom through telepathy and

Pity. Talk about firewalking, Admiral. Did you have your staff prance across

coal in your backyard?

I invited them to try.

It was totally voluntary.

Did you ever tell them that it was mind over matter, sir, that if they thought

it was cold, they wouldn't get burned?

There is an element of biofeedback in firewalking.

Is there, Admiral, or is it just that coals are inefficient at conducting

Like when you touch a cake in a 500 -degree oven and your finger doesn't get

burnt. Isn't the explanation scientific and not paranormal?

I don't really know where science ends and the paranormal begins.

Apparently not.

At these firewalking events, did you also bend spoons with mind power?

Sometimes.

May I borrow this, Your Honor?

It is government property, Counselor. I doubt it'll be any worse for wear when

we're done with it.

So tell me, Admiral, can you bend this spoon with mind power?

Objection, Your Honor. This is irrelevant.

As I recall, Commander, you were in here yesterday flipping coins.

Now, your client can try and bend this spoon if he wishes, or he can decline.

He declines, ma 'am.

Your Honor, I have a right to get an answer from this witness.

Can you bend this spoon, Admiral?

Yes. Ma 'am, we would like a recess.

No, we wouldn't.

It's my neck on the chopping block.

I'm afraid you're outranked, Commander.

I can't do it.

Havel, this morning you told this court that you could bend a spoon with your

mind. Yes.

Yes, I never should have tried.

Can you tell us why it failed you?

Well, sometimes psychic phenomena can be summoned at will, but often not.

And a courtroom is hardly the place to demonstrate the powers of the

subconscious. Why is that, sir?

Too many stimuli, too many distractions.

But you have succeeded in the past, haven't you, sir? Yes, I have.

And I've remote viewed. And I have picked the suits of cards at a rate 30 %

better than pure chance.

But I've also failed.

It's the nature of the phenomena.

Now, doesn't this limit the usefulness of Operation Stargazer, Admiral?

Yes, of course. But psychic research is still in its infancy. Given enough time

and support, who knows what we can accomplish?

I deeply regret the death of Lieutenant McGrain, and I would do anything

to turn back the clock.

But I pray that the Navy will not use this terrible accident to destroy all

work that we've done and close the door on what remains to be done.

Thank you, sir.

Ma 'am.

If psychic research is in its infancy, Admiral, isn't that all the more reason

to avoid potentially dangerous operations in uncharted waters?

At some point, every explorer from...

Columbus to John Glenn has to sail uncharted waters. But you shoved off

a compass, Admiral.

Objection. Sustained.

So what was it in this courtroom that kept you from demonstrating your psychic

powers? I'm not really sure, but a quiet meditative place would be better.

So a bunker on a battlefield or a flight deck on a carrier probably wouldn't be

the best place for a psychic warrior?

Probably not.

But it's not noisy in here, is it, sir?

Well, even the buzz of some electric lights can interfere with brain waves.

Lights?

It's been quiet to me, sir.

Objection argumentative.

Sustained. Questions, Counselor?

Admiral, do you hear things?

See things that the rest of us don't?

Admiral, are you all right?

Yes, Your Honor.

Our question was drawn.

Nothing further.

You may step down, Admiral.

Commander? The defense rests, ma 'am.

Very well.

We're in recess for 30 minutes.

We'll hear closing arguments when we reconvene.

You may step down, Admiral.

Except all the caves in these two areas here. Curl.

Admiral,

it's improper for us to speak without your lawyer present.

This isn't about the cave.

That doesn't matter under ethical rules. It's about Chloe.

What about her?

I saw her.

Last night I tried but couldn't. Then, just now, on the witness stand, I saw a

covered bridge, an old wooden bridge over a dry stream with white rocks.

Chloe's under it. She's cold and tired and hungry.

But she's alive.

You expect me to act on your hallucinations, sir?

Tell the people we're looking for her.

I could call the sheriff, ma 'am.

It's crazy what people do when they get desperate, you know?

They turn to quacks and con artists.

What if that takes the searchers away from real leads?

There aren't any leads, ma 'am. They've come to a dead end.

You don't really believe in all this, do you, Gunny?

In our living room at home, my mother has a painting of Santa Teresa de Avila,

mystic, before the church turned her into a saint.

On Sundays, I pray to the guy that walks on water.

Who knows, Colonel?

Call the sheriff.

It's man.

Discipline is the heart of any military organization.

Obedience is its soul.

The most basic principle of the military is that a lawful order must be obeyed.

We have proved that Admiral Harrison Spencer violated a lawful order to

psychic operations to personnel who had passed rigorous medical exams.

By disobeying that order, he recklessly endangered lives.

He committed a culpable act of negligence that caused the death of

Niles McGrain.

Which was a tragedy, but would never have occurred if Lieutenant McGrain had

disclosed his medical condition.

So let us not compound that tragedy by destroying the life of a dedicated

officer.

The Navy assigned Admiral Spencer the task of running a program that nobody

wanted to touch.

He accepted that job with commitment and enthusiasm.

Now, it doesn't matter if you think that Admiral Spencer is a brilliant

visionary or a naive dreamer.

He is not legally responsible for the death of Lieutenant McRae.

Thank you.

What does it mean when they're out this long?

Well, sir, sometimes it's good for the defense.

Sometimes they're just arguing over what to order for dinner.

The sheriff just called, ma 'am. There are four covered bridges in the

area. You told them what I saw?

Two of the bridges are over dry stream.

Did they find her?

They checked all four. There's no trace of her, Admiral.

Thank you for trying, Gunny. Yes, ma 'am.

You can catch a flight out of National as soon as the verdict's in.

Thank you, Admiral. I know you meant well.

Maybe I just wanted to believe.

Maybe I was wrong about everything.

The defense shall rise.

You may publish the findings.

Admiral Harrison Spencer, on the specification of involuntary

court -martial finds you not guilty.

On the specifications of dereliction of duty and failure to obey the order to

restrict psychic operations to personnel who pass rigorous medical examinations,

this court -martial finds you guilty.

Commander, I assume you wish to present evidence of extenuation and mitigation?

Yes, ma 'am.

Then we stand in recess until sentencing 0900 Monday.

Ladies and gentlemen, we may be experiencing some turbulence.

The captain has requested that you return to your seats and keep your

securely fastened.

I hate to think of her

out on a night like this.

I know, Sarah, but we'll just have to pray she's all right.

Oh, no.

Too big to move.

I'll back it up.

We'll have to take Highway 16. No.

What?

The searchers looked here?

At least twice.

I've seen this place.

What are you doing?

Did Chloe ride here?

Sometimes on an old logging trail.

But the searchers looked.

Chloe?

Chloe?

Chloe?

Chloe?

Are you all right, child?

I feel like such a dweeb.

Scout threw me and I sprained my ankle.

and he just left me there and it was so dark and there was some weird noise

coming out of the woods and I was so scared and I thought a bear was going to

eat me so I went into a cave and it was so cold that I couldn't sleep and I'm

dying for a pizza.

But you're okay.

I was really scared.

Baby.

Come on, pumpkin.

Double anchovies?

Yeah.

Watch your step.

Mac. I heard they found Chloe. Great news.

Thanks, sir.

Congratulations. Thank you, Admiral.

Here's my list of witnesses for the Admiral's sentencing hearing. They'll

attest to his long... Not necessary.

I'm going to recommend that the Admiral be spared confinement.

Be permitted to retire at full rank.

Thank you, Colonel.

You found her.

You had a vision.

What do you see, miss?

So who's going to win the Super Bowl, Nick?