All language subtitles for JAG S05E07 Rogue

Congratulations, Lieutenant. You just
helped blow up your first army base.

Your security is a joke, General.

Your fence, for instance.

If you're not going to post adequate
sentries, get motion detectors,

surveillance cameras.

Speaking of sentries, the ones you did
have, I've seen more animation in the

Museum. They need to move, be alert.

I've taken out a supply depot, armory,
motor pool, barracks, without casualty.

You lost three guards, three vehicles,
and a barracks full of troops.

Where do you come from, Raglan? I'm a
former SEAL commander, retired.

You're a snake eater.

Well, that figures.

All my men are former SEALs, Force
Recon, or Delta.

Snake eaters, one and all, except for
Lieutenant Robinson.

I'm a JAG lawyer, sir. I'm assigned to
observe and advise Commander Raglan on

his missions.

Are you ready for my recommendations,
General?

Yeah. Write them up, leave them on my
desk by the end of the month.

With all due respect, General, I don't
think you're taking me seriously.

Mr. Raglan.

If the Pentagon has a problem with the
way that I run my command, they can

contact me directly.

Now, I do not welcome attacks on my
base, simulated or otherwise, and I do

need some washed -up squid playing
cowboys and Indians instructing me on

security. Is that clear?

Very clear, sir.

By the way, while you were ignoring my
findings,

my men abducted your wife.

I can see why you're upset, General.

I understand that.

No,

he knew nothing about it.

Yes, of course he would have stopped it.

I agree.

I will look into it, General.

You bet. Bye -bye.

They took his wife out of the shower?

Actually, sir, she was a pretty good
sport about it.

I imagine the general is somewhat
annoyed, sir.

Oh, once Raglan prosecuted for
kidnapping and hanging from the

Monument.

Admiral, can I assume that my temporary
duties with Raglan are now terminated?

No, you may not, Lieutenant.

Legal observers required on all these
security exercises, and since you're the

junior JAG lawyer, you get the honor.

Yes, sir.

Admiral, it's Admiral Mars, sir.

That'll be all.

Lieutenant, a minute, please.

Admiral. Hang in there, bud.

You make it.

Hell, I survived, Dragon.

You look at it as war games.

Yes, sir.

It's just that sentries carry live
ammunition, and I don't know if they

it's a game.

It'll be all right.

Raglan's reckless, but he takes care of
his men. Who are you trying to convince?

If it'll make you feel better, I'll give
Raglan a call.

Oh, yes. It would make me feel much
better.

Harmon Rav, what brings you here?

Why, yes.

How long has it been?

Been a few years, Jack.

Hey, Donna, give this man a drink. I
want to eat that.

Let's go over there.

Still driving an F -14?

Every chance I get.

Why don't you quit that chicken -faced
employee job and come work for me?

All right? We're going to have some real
fun.

What, kidnapping generals -wise?

I'll tell you what.

If you persuade Osama bin Laden to lay
off non -combatants, and I will too, we

got enemies out there.

We can complain to them. They can and
they will hurt us.

Unless people like General Flanagan
start listening to people like me and

security seriously.

Generals who are ticked off and
humiliated rarely listen to

Che. But generals who are afraid do.

When I showed Flanagan his wife, I saw
fear. I got through.

You didn't come here to discuss
protocol.

What's up?

Lieutenant Roberts.

My legal attache.

He's a friend of mine. I will watch over
your little lawyer friend like he was

my own.

Let's drink up.

Bloody cheers.

Look, I can't stay.

You looking for this?

I lifted it during our manly hug.

Now, I use your ID to get me on a base.
You see what I'm talking about?

Security.

What ID, Jack?

I got this drink.

Thanks.

Good to see you, hon.

Oh, uh... If you're paying, you probably
need your wallet.

Make left, move right.

We played football together, remember,
Jack?

They cut off your fun.

Raglan. May I say why, sir?

Budgetary constraints, inefficient use
of limited resources.

In other words, I stepped on too many
toes. You don't just step on toes,

You smash them with steel -toed boots.

The Pentagon hired you to test security,
not embarrass the military.

Aside from that, how am I doing?

Excuse me, Admiral.

Are you saying that there won't be any
more missions?

There'll be one more.

Against my advice, Admiral Breston is
giving you one last shot.

If you succeed, with no infliction of
gratuitous humiliation on ranking

officers, we might, emphasize might, let
you continue.

What's the mission, sir?

Sink a submarine.

He's with a political action committee.
A lobbyist?

Lobbyist, not leper.

He's divorced with a ten -year -old
little boy? No.

He's cute, though, and he's intelligent.

Yeah, he likes classical music and
walking in the rain. I know, but,

I'm not interested.

At least let me give him your e -mail
address. It's a trash can, Gunny. What

difference does it make where it sits?

Now, you see this?

Classified material only.

Classified documents go in here to be
shredded.

It belongs in a secure area, not out
here in the open.

Yes, Gunnery Sergeant.

Somebody should lighten up a little bit,
don't you think, Colonel?

Oh, Colonel, I'm leaving you my pending
cases. Hi. Hi.

You may have to take care of them while
I'm gone. I'll take care of it,

Lieutenant. Any idea when you'll be
back?

No, ma 'am.

Where do I reach you if I need to
discuss these with you?

I'm sorry, ma 'am, but I know you have
clearance.

Not a need to know.

I understand.

You won't even tell me, ma 'am. There's
nothing to be worried about. It's like a

game. Right, Colonel?

Fun, fun, fun.

and make him step back down.

Aye! On your feet!

Next track, 35 miles up the strip! Let's
hump it! Go!

Use your blind gear, Lieutenant!

Come on! Come on! Hump it! Hump it!

Hump it! Hump it! Hump it! Let's go!

My team is primed and ready to go, sir.

Nine of the best submariners the Navy
ever produced.

It's all right, Tim. Go back to sleep.

Why are you calling me? How did you get
my number?

Are there any last -minute instructions,
sir?

No. You know what you need to do.

Yes, sir.

I know exactly what I need to do.

Move it,

move it, move it.

You all right? Let's get it.

I think I pulled something in my knee.

Well, we'll put a brace on it.

Found this in the duty officer's
stateroom, Skipper. Very well, Axel.

Fire her up. Fire what up? Start up the
reactor. Put steam in the engine room.

Warm up main engine.

Start up reactor. Put steam in the
engine room. Warm up main engine. All

Reactor? As soon as Torpedo Man and
Webster hear it, cast off. All right,

Cast off?

Skipper, found these in the lock. All
right, good. Pass them out to the crew.

All right, sir.

We're supposed to pretend to blow this
boat up and leave.

What are we doing?

What does it look like we're doing, Mr.
Roberts?

We're stealing a submarine.

Do you remember Lieutenant Singer?

Oh, sure.

Hi. Good morning, ma 'am. Lieutenant.

Lieutenant Singer's going to be taking
over some of Bud's cases.

Normally I'd do the prep myself, but
actually I've got a pretty full load.

I'm happy to help you any way I can.
Great.

To start with, I need citations on
pretrial confinement.

U .S. v.

Shapiro is the most relevant.

The hearing officer ruled that the
accused be confined due to witness

that he threatened his leading chief.

I told you she was good.

I helped Bud.

Lieutenant Roberts do the research.

How's your husband doing?

He's okay.

Why, have you heard something?

Just the usual scuttlebutt. Yeah, I'm
sure he's fine.

Of course he is.

I'll just go get that citation.

Tyler.

I put it there, Gunny.

You mind if I ask why, ma 'am?

Because we've always kept it there, and
it's convenient, and I see no reason to

move it now.

Well, to tell you the truth, Lieutenant,
I ordered Tyner to keep it in his

office. It's become a matter of
principle, if you know what I mean, ma

I know what you mean.

Leave it out here.

Yes, ma 'am.

Don't chuck a fit, Gunny.

I thought he was drinking, Mike.

Sir.

Sir, Admiral Clyde on line two.

Tom, A .J., how the hell are you? Not so
good, A .J.

We have a bit of a situation here.

It appears someone has taken one of my
submarines.

Go ahead, Bridge.

Another contact from Comm Sublet.

They want us to pretty please bring back
their boat.

No reply.

Maintain radio silent.

What's our position?

We've cleared Fisher's Island and are
entering Block Island Sound.

Let's take her down.

I'm on my way.

Can you tell me now where we're going?

Well, I know this great submarine chop
shop down in the Bahamas.

I am ordering you to turn this boat
around.

Ordering? Yes. As a commissioned officer
of the United States Navy, I... Your

job is to observe and advise.

That's all.

You stick to your job, Mr. Roberts.
You're going to wait out this exercise

locked up in the yeoman's shack.

Periscope depth, XO.

Steer a course to Block Island.

Aye, sir.

Rigged ship for dive.

Helm, steer course 110.

Come left, steer course 110.

Aye. Submerge the ship.

Submerge, aye.

Dive, dive.

0400, this morning a Los Angeles -class
attack submarine was stolen from New

London Harbor.

How do you steal a submarine, sir? Well,
if the reactor's in hot standby, all

you need is a key to withdraw the
control rods, generate heat.

It creates steam. Any casualties among
the watch crew, sir? No, they locked the

crew in a maintenance shed on the pier.

Apparently, the attacker's weapons were
loaded with blanks.

Raglan.

Prime suspect.

Well, he normally assembles a crew for
the mission. He obviously put together a

team of former submariners. Bud's with
him.

This is just an exercise, isn't it, sir?

That's debatable. Raglan was supposed to
sneak on board and set dummy charges,

not steal the damn boat. Look, in five
minutes, I'm boarding a helo to Atlantic

Fleet Command. And, Rab, you're with me,
you know, Raglan and his tactics.

Go get your stuff.

Ah, Mac, you're in charge here. Any
questions?

May I tell Harriet, sir?

Colonel, I'll leave that up to your
discretion.

Pretty certain one of my JAG officers
wore that submarine.

A rather ineffectual JAG officer by the
looks of it.

I take full responsibility for the
competency of my people, Admiral.

All right, A .J.

There'll be time enough for casting
stones when this is over.

If any of us are still around.

Commander, I understand you've worked
with Raglan.

Yes, sir.

I read this as some sort of temper
tantrum because I pulled the plug on

What do you think?

Well, Admiral, I think it's more than
that, sir.

I think he's out to prove you've made a
mistake.

Prove how?

I don't know, but it'll be big and out
in the open, sir. As I'm sure you're

aware, public humiliation is one of the
tools of Raglan's trade.

He won't respond to our calls. I suppose
he's afraid we'll get a fix on his

position. Sir, would you mind if I
tried?

See any signs of pursuit, Lieutenant?

No. Did you tell me if you did?

No. Jack, transmission coming in from
Lieutenant Commander Rabb.

You want to talk to him?

Yes, I do.

Well, good. Here's what you're going to
say.

I'm not reading this.

All right.

All right, I'll do it.

External speaker deck, though.

This is Lieutenant Roberts.

Bud, it's Harm.

I'm here with Admiral Chegwin and
Admiral Kly.

You want to tell us what's going on?

We are prepared to attack a civilian
target unless the United States

pays us $100 million.

We will die rather than surrender.

You have 12 hours to comply.

Robertson, is this some kind of joke?

I'm not sure, sir.

I'm dead serious, gentlemen.

Raglan, Admiral Kly, enough is enough.
Bring the San Pedro back.

This extortion baloney is not part of
your detail. It's not extortion,

It's severance pay.

Get us out of here right so fast.

Aye, sir.

We have no choice but to assume hostile
intent.

Sir, I don't believe that Raglan would
attack a civilian target.

You don't believe?

No, sir. Well, I'll tell you what I
know.

Ragland's got Mark 48 torpedoes and a
new Harpoon missile we're testing.

non -nuclear, thank God, but he can
still blow up anything within 60 miles.

Tom, one of my officers aboard that
Vess... I'm aware of that, A .J. I don't

want to lose him or a $600 million
submarine.

Can you say with absolute certainty
Ragland won't carry out his threat?

No, sir, not with absolute certainty.

Then we have to interdict.

Clyde. We have his position. Good. Put
it up on the screen. They've

on the radio signal. We have his last
position.

Get two S3s to the area ASAP. Now, what
assets are nearby?

The Ellison, sir. Get it down there.

All possible speeds. Aye, sir.

The frigate Ellison is on an exercise
near Nantucket. I'm sending it after the

San Pedro. Sir, I know the skipper
aboard the Ellison, Commander Wallace

He was a witness in the Nelson court
-martial.

Right, right.

Tom, may I suggest Commander Rabb join
the search aboard the Ellison?

Well, he's not doing any good standing
around here.

Permission granted.

Aye, sir.

Commander Rabb.

Sir. Catch that son of a bitch.

Yes, sir.

Ellison, this is Preacher 879, a
rewinding approach.

Preacher 879, this is Allison, cleared
for straight -and -approach. Do you have

the package?

That's an affirmative.

Raglan isn't a submariner, is he?

Nobody has submariners with them. Who? I
want to know who I'm up against.

Well, I can't say exactly, sir. So far,
you're not much help, Commander.

Well, I'll try to do better.

Anything? A possibility, Skipper.

There it is again, sir. Very.

220. The signature looks right.

What are you thinking, Skipper?

Let's find her.

Bridge, CIC.

This is the captain.

Make your course 220, reduce speed to
one -third.

220, one -third, aye.

I want you to launch those helos,
dipping sonar, and a sonar buoy trap

Aye, sir.

If it's Raglan, he's ours.

I wouldn't underestimate him.

I never underestimate an opponent, Brad.
You of all people should know that.

They spot our scope on radar, Jack.
We're dead.

I hate being blind.

And we may be blind, but we have the
best ears in the world.

You want to step away from that radio,
please, Lieutenant?

This is a nuclear -powered bow, Mr.
Roberts.

You touch the wrong switch and boom!
Con, sonar, I have a contact.

Designated as a Sierra One, a surface
warship, Perry -class frigate, closing

22 knots, bearing zero, four, zero
degrees.

What'll it be, Skipper?

Run, fight, or hide?

Surrender.

Hide. For now.

There's a thermocline at 90 feet.

Helm, make your depth 150 feet. Reduce
your speed to 4 knots.

Depth 150i. Speed 4 knots.

Aye.

Is he gone?

Oh, no.

He's down there.

Captain, the temperature profile from
the XPT indicates the thermocline at 90

feet. It's a temperature difference in
the water. It confuses the sonar.

Lower the array to 150.

Have the helos dip at that depth as
well.

Lower array and dipping sonar to 150
feet. Aye.

If they so much as breathe too hard, I
want a hero.

I heard something, sir.

This waiting and listening isn't your
style of warfare, is it, Commander?

No, sir.

It isn't Raglan's, either.

He doesn't like to sit and hide.

He's got sudden attack, rapid retreat
sort.

Good.

Let him show himself.

Meanwhile, we wait.

Captain, outer door's opening.

Launch Transient.

Torpedo in the water. Torpedo in the
water.

General Corder. General Corder. All
hands, man your battle stations.

Hard right rudder all into the head
full.

Right rudder ahead full light.

Captain, decoys deployed.

Very well.

Thornarm, bearing in time to impact.

I'm trying to get a fixer.

Should have remained hidden or snuck
away.

It would move.

He's not a submariner, Commander. He
doesn't know what he's supposed to do.

save me from amateur.

You have a picture?

No, sir. I... It's gone, Captain.

Gone? It was never there, sir. He fooled
us.

Fooled me.

Stand down for General... The water
slug? Yes, sir. I'm sorry, sir.

Water slug? He opened the torpedo tube
doors, fired a cylinder of water.

In blank?

Effectively. Then sounds like a real
torpedo firing.

We take evasive action, he scoots away.

Not bad for an amateur.

Con, sonar, they're moving away.

They'll be back.

No doubt, but we have a schedule to
keep. Let's go.

Helm, all heads full. Steer course 185.

Get a good trim at 170 feet.

Deft, 170i. Course 185.

All heads full, i.

They're here at the cavity. I don't
care.

How you doing, Lieutenant?

How's that knee?

As you can see, I'm a bit short -handed
here.

I can't spare someone to guard you, so
you have three choices.

I can lock you up, you can leave the
boat, or you can promise to behave.

What'll it be?

You've proven that you can steal a
submarine in eBay pursuit. Can we please

home now? Not until I get my $100
million.

They're not going to give you the money.

Then I'll keep the submarine.

I bet I can get $100 million for it on
eBay.

Is this all a big joke to you?

As a matter of fact, it's deadly
serious.

You'd kill innocent people.

I don't buy it.

You don't?

What would it take to convince you?

A missile to Brooklyn?

Or Kennedy Airport?

How about a real torpedo at the Ellison?

What?

Prepare tube four to fire. This time for
real. Prepare tube four to fire. Aye.

All right.

I believe you. It's imperative that you
do.

Because you may have to convince them.

Well, can light lift on?

Oh, no, I'm just finishing up this thing
here.

Paper towel requisition.

Yeah, I can see why you'd want to rush
that through.

I guess I'm just a little distracted,
that's all.

Understandable.

But is it fair to take it out on others?

What others, Commander?

The gun, he's only doing his job,
Harriet.

And he is right about the receptacle,
you know.

I'm heading out to dinner. Come along,
my treat.

Oh, no, thank you. I'm fine.

Well, then how about going to a bar and
getting drunk?

No, thanks.

Then good night, Lieutenant.

Night, sir.

Ma 'am, just made a fresh pie. Would you
like a cup?

Thank you, Gunny. That would be nice.

Gunny?

About the trash can.

It belongs in Tyner's office.

You were right.

I didn't mean to step on your authority.

I'll get that cup now.

Captain, one of the S3s picked up a
match signal five miles south of Black

Island. No good. That's a thumping U
-boat down there. That's what the

anomaly detectors are picking up. It'd
be a great place to hide, Captain.

where I'd go.

That's exactly why Raglan wouldn't go
there, Lieutenant, because you would.

What's your idea?

He'll circle Montauk, head west down the
Long Island coastline.

All right, Bill, Ian, towards Nantucket.
There are lots of caves in there. Let's

recover. Better targets west, sir. New
York, Norfolk, Atlantic City.

Captain, he just passed through our
sonobuoy trap. He's making a run for the

east.

Bridge,

Captain, steer course 090, all engines
ahead, flank.

Zero. 9 -0. All engines ahead. Flank
high. Lieutenant, send your coordinates

the helos. Tell them to arm their stuff
bombs.

Aye, aye, sir.

Hawk 1.

That water slug was a dirty trick. This
is payback.

You can't do that, Commander.

Actually, I can.

Captain, the helos are approaching the
target. Tell them to drop their bombs

before they're in position.

Aye, aye, sir.

Hawk 1, weapons armed. You are clear to
drop.

Roger, Ellison. Donald Sonar on contact.
I'm making my run now.

Bang, you're dead.

Game over.

Return to base.

You might have told me they were low
-energy explosives.

The way I see it, I still owe you for
that cross -examination you put me

during the Nelson court, Marshal.

If it's all right with you, Commander,
I'll consider saving.

Ragnar's done.

He's got to know it.

Even he's not dumb enough to want to
continue.

Sound like you're disappointed.

We don't get too many chances to chase
down real enemies.

Guess we've chased them all away.

Captain, we have a response, sir.

Excuse me.

You blew up a decoy. You return to bed.

The Ellison went after a decoy and
Raglan's still on the loose, yes.

The SSN was designed for stealth, Mr.
Secretary.

Yes, sir, we're tracking him.

Yes, I will.

Goodbye, sir.

The White House asks about evacuating
coastal communities. How do you evacuate

New York City? You don't. Hell, don't
you remember the Florida gridlock during

Hurricane Floyd?

public with us? Not if they can help it.

Rad thinks he's going to head south
along the eastern seaboard. I agree.

That green line is the deadline, 60
miles from shore.

Fraglin crosses that line. Look, Tom,
you could play along and say you're

to pay the $100 million and the
exercise.

It is an exercise.

Damn it, AJ.

This farce has gone on long enough. I
want him stopped.

You want him destroyed?

Have Rab talk to him.

Tell him it's not United States Navy
policy to pay ransom money to

but tell him he returns now if no one is
injured.

We'll consider his actions a
misinterpretation of my orders.

Have Rab tell him that.

My daughter and grandchildren live in
New York City.

We haven't gotten one. Stay with me,
Lieutenant.

You inform Raglan there's no money?

The contact with the sub was made,
Commander.

There's no response.

My guess is they're maintaining radio
silence.

This will be over soon, one way or the
other.

High frequency.

How are you holding up?

A little stiff, Lieutenant, but I've got
a few more watches left in me.

It's just too bad you guys aren't going
to get the money.

If Jack says we will, we will.

You heard Commander Rabb's message.

Maybe he doesn't pay off terrorists.

Even if we don't get the money, we're
still making history.

This beats flipping burgers eight hours
a day, right, Jimmy?

Best I could do after my dishonorable
discharge, sir.

Come here.

Stay away from my men.

Why are you afraid that they'll realize
that you're insane?

Hell, they know I'm insane. That's why
they follow me.

Raglan, your program is over, and so are
you.

I'll bet you one thing, Lieutenant.

What's that?

Nobody will ever be able to steal a U
.S. submarine again.

Skipper, we're 80 miles from New York
Harbor.

Well, ready harpoon for launch.

Target coordinates?

40 degrees, 41 minutes north.

74 degrees, 3 minutes west.

Are you sure, Skipper? Yeah, why? You
got a problem with that?

74 degrees, 3 minutes west. Aye.

That's a negative, sir. No problem.

Good.

I'll be in the captain's cabin. Call me
as soon as we're in position to launch.

Statue of Liberty.

An S3 picked him up ten minutes ago,
Captain. He's almost within range of New

York Harbor.

Not making any sense.

What does?

Well, what Raglan is doing.

He would never approach a target openly
like that. If he's trying to convince me

that he's a suicidal terrorist, he's
misleading.

And that's how I intend to treat him if
he crosses the 60 -mile deadline.

Message to Admiral Clyde.

Request permission to destroy the San
Pedro.

Aye, aye, sir.

He scares you too, doesn't he? Back to
your seat, Lieutenant.

If he orders you to launch a missile at
the statue, will you do it? It won't

come to that.

But will you do it? You want to be
gagged again? Go back to your seat. We

to stop him. You know that.

He's my CO.

I can't go against my CO.

You don't have to do anything. Just let
me talk on the radio for one minute. No.

But if I can convince the Navy that
Raglan isn't bluffing, they might change

their mind about the money. They're not
going to change their mind.

Then maybe they'll negotiate.

Buy us some time.

You don't want to blow up the Statue of
Liberty.

You got one minute.

Take a break, Weps. I'll take over.

You too, Hal.

I got it.

Thanks. Here's a trip to the head.

Classroom sync, sir.

I've been authorized to take him out.

Sir, we have radio contact with the San
Pedro. Lieutenant Roberts.

Put it on the speaker.

Lieutenant Roberts, this is Commander
Byrne. What's your situation?

Sir, I haven't much time.

Raglan's target is the Statue of
Liberty. You must evacuate.

Raglan isn't bluffing, sir.

Can you pay the money?

That's not an option, Lieutenant.

But Raglan can't do this alone. Can you
get to any of the crew?

I don't know, sir.

Some of them might come over, but I
can't tell.

Bud, we can't let Raglan get within 60
miles of New York Harbor.

Then he must destroy the submarine, sir.

Where are you making this call from?

My control room, sir. Why?

Is Raglan there?

No, sir. I haven't seen him in a couple
hours.

I gotta go.

Did he make the call? Affirmative. Did
they believe him?

Hell, I believed him.

All right.

Tank to charge.

Tube 3 is ready.

You'll be at 100 feet.

Schaller's in position to pick you up
one mile due north.

Ready?

Let's do it.

A bomb scare has forced the evacuation
of the Statue of Liberty this morning.

Hundreds of tourists, many of them
schoolchildren, were taken off Liberty

by police boats.

Authorities would not comment on where
the scare originated.

It's possible this situation could be a
prank.

It's the submarine, isn't it?

They're going to sink it. No harm's
there.

That they'll find a way. Please, ma 'am,
don't.

They're going to sink it with Bud on it.

I need to go home and see my son now.

You'll call me if... I'll call you.

Anything? There's no traffic in the area
except a tanker, sir. That's where he's

hiding. It's an old submarine trick.

Use a surface ship to cover the sound.
Sonar, go active on 56.

Going active, aye, sir.

Got him. He's under that tanker, sir.
Radio the tanker. Tell him to stop all

engines. Aye, aye, sir.

Commander, you've got to give me more
time. Lieutenant, vector the helo to

location. Arm the torpedo.

Fire on my command. Aye, sir.

Lieutenant, switch me up their
frequency.

Switching.

San Pedro, this is the USS Ellison. San
Pedro, this is the USS Ellison. Please

respond. Torpedo's ready to launch, sir.
Fire when ready. Captain, he's

surfacing.

Beatles, sign by.

Hold your fire.

Captain, radio transmission from the
submarine.

Pivoting. USS Ellison, this is the San
Pedro.

We have concluded our exercise.

Pete, we have concluded our exercise.

We request permission to return to New
London.

That's not Raglan's voice, Commander.

San Pedro, Ellison, maintain position.

Prepare to receive boarding party.

San Pedro, put Raglan on the horn. No
can do, sir. Mr. Raglan is otherwise

occupied. Vlad, are you there?

Yes, sir, and it is good to hear your
voice.

Likewise. Where is Raglan?

I don't know, sir.

I haven't seen him for hours.

Raglan is no longer on that submarine,
Commander.

When I showed Flanagan's wife, I saw
fear. I got through.

I'm going to need a helo ASAP.

It's not nice to disturb a lady in the
shower, Jack.

Damn it, Har.

You nearly gave me a heart attack.

Fake left, move right.

Let's have the weapon.

It's loaded with blanks. Would you
gentlemen take this outside, please?

Absolutely, Master Sergeant.

That is Master Sergeant Jane Blakely,
the Marine Detachment in Norfolk.

She was kind enough to stand in for Mrs.
Kly on this exercise.

Let's go, Jack.

So after you left the sub, how'd you get
to Virginia?

There was a fishing boat waiting for me
and then a private plane.

With all due respect, Admiral, if I was
a real terrorist, I could have blown up

New York City and taken your wife.

If you were a real terrorist, you'd be
dead, right?

Instead, you'll be recalled to active
duty for a court -martial.

Sir, that would not be a wise move.

Why not?

Well, Admiral, it's a legal minefield.

You were deceived and defeated by a
security exercise you authorized, sir. I

told him to infiltrate a submarine. I
did not order him to steal it and

New York City. Sir, his mission was to
simulate a terrorist attack, which he

did.

Tom.

Do you really want the public to know
that you were about to blow up a $600

million submarine?

Forget about ever working for the
government again.

That's okay, Admiral.

If my action keeps real terrorists from
doing what I did, then I've turned my

country, sir.

Just get the hell out of here.

Raglan played me, sir.

I let you down, and I'm sorry.

Mr. Roberts.

Raglan used your bravery and sense of
duty. You didn't let anyone down.

Enter!

Excuse me, sir.

What happened to your leg?

It's a long story. I'll tell you later.

Don't you ever do this again.

I won't.

What about me? Don't I get a hug? I
helped.

Just as soon as I'm done with my wife,
sir.