All language subtitles for JAG S07E09 Dog Robber (1)

We are 30 seconds out.

Sacco, turn on the NPD.

Clear switch on.

We are 20 seconds from on top.

Electronic camera on, sir.

Here she comes.

Cut.

Sacco, initiate reports of pickpock.

Deep Sea, this is Birmingham 531.

Confirm nuclear weapons onboard Chinese
cruiser.

Hall number 158.

Photographs to follow. Each seat, this
is Birmingham 531.

Unidentified bogeys approaching from the
west at high speed. Going to full

power, turning 090.

They're coming straight at us.

He's too close.

Damn!

This is Birmingham 531, which was rammed
by a Chinese MiG. We are experiencing

severe flight control problems.

Unable to maintain altitude.

After the incident, the EP -3 landed
safely at Fuzhou Air Base.

The Chinese government claims that for
the second time in seven months, an

American surveillance aircraft, like the
one behind me here outside Seattle, has

violated their airspace.

The aircraft collided with a Chinese MiG
over the Straits of Taiwan and was

forced to land at Fuzhou Air Base.

The crew of the damaged EP -3 has been
detained.

The Chinese authorities are still
searching for their missing pilot,

Kuan Li.

who is believed lost his seat from the
naval air station.

Yes,

Secretary.

Admiral, you've heard that the Chinese
have done it again?

Yes, sir.

It's a damn shame.

Yes, sir, it is.

Same M .O., same results, Admiral. It's
deja vu all over again.

We have every right to find out if the
Chinese have nuclear weapons that close

to Taiwan.

Sir, how badly has our intelligence been
compromised?

It depends on how much time between the
incident and the time the Chinese came

aboard the plane. How do we find that
out?

A .J., I need a favor.

Yeah, I understand the wives of the
enlisted men are pretty upset.

Upset? They threatened to burn down the
base exchange.

How'd that book end up there in the
first place?

It got in under the radar.

You know, Sturges, removing a book from
base exchange is censorship. Wait, wait.

Let me read you just one passage from
this idiotic poem.

Look here.

The height of a Navy wife's hair stands
in inverse proportion to her intellect.

The higher the hair, the dumber the
sailor's wife.

Huh?

Look, I don't like this crap any more
than you do.

But if the base exchange can sell
Playboy, it can sell big -haired women

seventh fleet. At least that's what the
author claimed.

I want to do anything that's on a book.

This damn thing doesn't fit.

Let me see. I think it's from a seven.

No, let me... Let me do that. See, I
have a soft touch. You,

you push too damn hard.

So what are you going to call
Congresswoman Latham, anyway?

Get you to my own time. Why do you keep
forcing her on me?

It's a guy like you who needs a woman.

Yeah, we all need a woman, but why her
and what's the hurry? Well, the sooner

you get with somebody, the sooner you'll
lighten up.

From what I've seen of Bobby Latham, I
kind of like what I've seen.

I don't think he takes direction any
better than you do.

Grab.

Oh, good morning, Admiral.

Second.

I'll get on it right away.

You're using your wrists too much, sir.
You need to lock your wrists and swing

with your shoulders.

So when the hell did you become a golf
pro?

And don't sir me, I'm retired.

Good to see you, Harman. You too,
Admiral.

Grab Colvin?

I'm on duty, sir.

That's what brings you here, duty?

Secretary of the Navy has asked me as an
old family friend to speak with you,

sir.

Why doesn't he just pick up the damn
phone himself?

Admiral, I think he's afraid you'll turn
him down.

Well, that's bull, eh?

I have nothing against him, personally.

He did try to send you to Leavenworth.

Well, except that.

What's the secretary want?

You, Admiral.

I'm retired.

Yes, sir, there are indications of that.

What the hell is this thing, anyway?

Well, I was told to get a hobby, so I
thought I'd take up golf. You got a

idea?

The SECNAV would like you to return to
active duty, Admiral.

Harm? I had to fight like hell to get
approved to teach a course at the

There's no way the Senate's going to
confirm me in a three -star command, not

with my record.

Admiral, that's not what the SecNav has
in mind. He would like you to be his

personal assistant and troubleshooter.

Well, I don't take dictation.

You'd still have your two stars,
Admiral, and you'd act on behalf of the

when he can't rely on his regular
channels.

So I would be his dog robber.

Dog robber, sir? You never heard that,
Rav?

It's a whole military term for an
officer's aide who has the ability to

things done.

Usually off the record, under the radar.

Well, it would beat the hell out of
miniature golf, sir.

Hey, that is not a child's toy. I'd pay
good money for that.

I think they saw you coming, sir.

You know, if you'd have come to me three
months ago, I'd have turned you down

flat. But a lot has changed since
September 11th.

The country needs you, sir.

There are ongoing negotiations at the
highest levels between the Chinese and

American governments for the return of
the aircraft and its crew.

Has anyone reminded the Chinese that
this is an act of war?

There are questions about how the
aircraft got into Chinese hands,

They claim they acted only in response
to our actions.

There have been reports, sir, of the
Chinese harassing our pilots in

international airspace.

If the mid -air collision is the result
of that, it could be considered an act

of aggression, sir.

So who knows the truth?

The crew aboard the aircraft?

So far, no American's been allowed to
speak directly with them.

Where are they now, Mr. Secretary?

Confined to barracks at Fuzhou.

Sir, what's the United States' response
to this?

It's a delicate diplomatic matter. Right
now, we need the Chinese to help in the

war against terrorism.

I want Commander Rav assigned to my
staff, T .A .D.

For how long?

For as long as it takes the commander
and Admiral Boone to get to China and

bring our people back.

There's a C -20 leaving from Andrews in
an hour.

At Kadena Air Base, Okinawa, you'll
transfer to a Cod, which will fly you

the USS Thomas Jefferson.

Captain Hubbard is expecting you on
board.

What then, sir?

You and the Admiral will be flown to the
Chinese Air Base at Fuzhou, where you

will confer with the General Xinhua
Chen.

He has agreed to meet with an American
military delegation only if it's led by

Admiral Boone, whom he knows personally.

We will speak of this mission to no one.

Lieutenant Harrison and Quincy, you have
diplomatic clearance to land at Fuzhou.

You will drop off Admiral Boone and
Commander Rav. Do not, under any

circumstances, allow Chinese personnel
to... board the aircraft.

Don't even shut down the engines. Return
immediately.

Just one change, Captain.

I'll be sitting in the left seat.

Admiral, when was the last time you flew
a cod?

I've stayed current.

Well, with all due respect, sir... Ray,
don't make me pull rank.

Yes, sir.

As you wish.

Lieutenant Barrett and Lieutenant
Crawford, you will escort the cod until

are relieved by Chinese makes.

What are the rules of engagement, sir?

Do not fire unless fired upon.

Unless, in your judgment, attack is
imminent, do not cross into Chinese

airspace, and do not offer any other
provocation. Yes, sir.

That is all.

Carry on.

Let's go draw some flight gear,
Commander.

Excuse me, Admiral.

Nice to see you again, sir.

Where do I know you from, Lieutenant?

The Seahawks, sir. I was a nugget during
your last tourist cag.

Lieutenant Carl Barrett.

What kind of marks did I give you?

Well, sir, you weren't any harder on me
than you needed to be.

That bad, huh?

Did you ever fly with the Admiral, sir?

A few times.

The commander here saved my life.

Well, I guess you've got it made, sir.

Well, the Admiral is no harder on me
than he needs to be.

You got it?

Leave me, sir.

People are looking for you.

Hopefully they'll find me in Camp
Lejeune, sir.

I'm requesting orders back to a force
recon unit.

But I'll need your endorsement, sir.

Second Reconnaissance Battalion.

Yes, sir. They need to accompany Gunny.

And I need to be back in the fleet where
the action is.

No Gunny?

I only have one regret.

What's that, sir?

I'm not going with you.

I've done an outstanding job here. That
door will always be open.

Thank you, Admiral.

Be safe, Victor.

Until we're all safe, sir.

Dismissed.

Aye, aye, sir.

Puget Control, this is United States
Navy C -2 Birmingham 2 -5. We are at 10

,000 feet, 20 miles off your coast.
Request permission to land.

United States Birmingham 2 -5. You are
clear for landing runway 3 -4. Wind is

north by northwest 10 knots.

Roger, Puget Control.

Stonewall, this is Greyhound. We are
entering Chinese airspace.

Roger, Greyhound. Breaking off and
returning to the ship.

Good luck and Godspeed.

Here comes our Chinese escort.

Stop here.

Thank

you

for extending the invitation, General.

I'm sure you would offer me the same
courtesy, Admiral Boone, if the

were reversed.

But that would never happen, General. We
would not hold an air crew hostage.

Or commandeer one of your aircraft.

Admiral. I never understood why you were
removed from command for what you did

in Vietnam.

The American Navy cannot afford to lose
men of your capability.

The Admiral was not relieved of command,
General Chen. He requested retirement.

Or was it to save faith?

What's past is past, General.

Not in China.

But we have long memories.

At least twice in the past year, an
American spy plane has flown into our

airspace. After you rammed it, I want to
see our aircrew.

That will be arranged.

And I want the EP -3 secured.

It is well guarded.

May I speak bluntly, General?

That was always your habit, Tom.

You keep your damn technicians out of
our aircraft.

You must understand, I will not release
the aircraft or the crew.

We'll see about that.

Enter.

You wanted to see us, sir? Yeah.

Any of you familiar with Article 114 of
UCMJ?

114 sure doesn't come up a lot, Admiral.

As now.

Early Saturday morning, two midshipmen
from Annapolis were caught dueling.

Well, isn't that an internal academy
matter, sir?

They were dueling in Rock Creek Park, D
.C. Police took exception.

Pistols, sir?

Antique sabers borrowed from their
families.

Was anyone hurt, Admiral?

They were fighting without the benefit
of masks and chest pads.

Both were somewhat worse for wear.

Had they been drinking, sir?

Well, you'd think so, but no, just a
couple of damn fools.

Don't suppose the name Captain Franklin
Buchanan rings a bell?

Oh, yes, sir. Then Commodore Buchanan
commanded the Confederate Ironclad

Virginia at the Battle of Hampton Roads.
He thanked the USS Cumberland and the

USS Congress. I believe a Lieutenant
Morris commanded the Cumberland. They

you that at the Academy?

I'm a Civil War buff, Colonel.

Sir, what does all this have to do with
last night's duel?

Both participants, midshipman second
class Morris M. Buchanan, fifth

descendants of the two men who fought
the Battle of Hampton Roads.

Turns out the war between the states
isn't over yet.

Where are they now, sir?

They've been turned over to Naval
District Washington prosecution.

Colonel, you'll be trial counsel.

Commander, you and Lieutenant Roberts
will defend.

That'll be all.

Aye, sir.

How did you get here,

Lieutenant?

Sir? The Admiral wants to know how the
EP -3 came to be in the possession of

Chinese, Lieutenant.

Well, I landed here, Admiral.

Against standing on borders.

There was no way my aircraft was going
to make it back to the Philippines, or

anywhere for that matter, sir.

I had to make my decision fast, and this
was the closest airstrip. Why didn't

you contact the Jefferson for orders?

Our radio went out mid -transmission,
sir.

So you took it upon yourself to hand our
classified plane over to the enemy?

Respectfully, Admiral, that's not how I
thought.

Well, how did you see it, Lieutenant?

I felt it was my duty to preserve the
lives of the men and women under my

command. Besides, what were my options,
sir? Ditch.

Sir, no one has ever ditched an EP -3
and lived to tell about it. Then you

out. I had two crewmen injured.

One with a shattered leg, the other
unconscious.

They'd never have made it.

None of us would have made it.

The closest rescue was four hours away.

We would have died.

Every man and woman aboard that
aircraft.

That's why it's called war, Lieutenant.

Lieutenant, nothing we say in this room
is secure.

Now I'm going to ask you a question and
I want you to write out the answer.

How much time elapsed from the moment
the make hit your aircraft until you

landed it here?

Anything like this incident ever
happened before?

Yes, sir.

Almost every time we went on a mission,
there was some form of harassment by the

Chinese, especially over the coast of
Taiwan.

Still, I feel badly for the Chinese
pilot, Lieutenant Lee.

Well, he damn near got you killed.

I know, but he was really nice.

I'm sorry, Lieutenant.

Three or four times he's flown up beside
us.

He'd wave at us, and once he held up a
handwritten sign with his address.

What was he looking for, a pen pal?

I don't know, sir.

But I don't think he meant us any harm.

He just got unlucky.

Did you witness the aftermath of the
collision with the Meg?

No, sir. I couldn't see him after the
point of impact. We lost our starboard

engine and were heading down through the
undercast.

I understand Lieutenant Lee's been
admitted into China's canon of

martyrs. Wherever he stands in the
Pantheon, he was a lousy pilot.

It's his fault you're here.

So what happens now, sir? Now we find a
way to get you out of Fugio.

Midshipman Morris dismissed the battle
as merely a matter of superior

technology.

At Hampton Roads, Captain Buchanan just
plain kicked ass.

Pardon the expression, sir.

My great -great -grandfather bought his
ship under fire and... Sailed in close

to the USS Cumberland and using his can
as a close range left her a burning

wreck.

Sure know your stuff, sir.

Don't suppose you had a great -great
-grandfather in the war?

Huh. No, he was otherwise occupied.

So anyway, sir, you can see why I got
mad at Midshipman Morris for disparaging

what my great -great -grandfather did.

Why we had to settle it like gentlemen,
on the field of honor.

What I see, Midshipman, is what a
foolish thing you did.

You ran the risk of doing serious injury
to Midshipman Morris and to yourself.

You embarrassed the Navy, the Academy,
and the memory of your great -great

-grandfathers.

But you'll help me, sir.

Yes, I will, because it's my job and
I'll do it well. But while I'm defending

you, I need you to prove to me that
you're worthy of my trust.

Yes, sir.

What started the argument, Midshipman
Morris?

Midshipman Buchanan accused my great
-great -grandfather of bad seamanship.

everyone knows that a wooden ship is no
match against iron.

And that was caused to risk your life
and that of Midshipman Buchanan?

Well, Colonel, it's a matter of pride.

Well, that's a concept I can grasp.

Colonel, pride's more than an abstract.

See?

You're not a man.

For which I thank God every day.

No offense meant, ma 'am.

I don't know if you know this, Colonel,
but men sometimes can kind of get stuck

on a point of pride and get real stupid
about it.

I'm sure the Colonel knows that, Mitch.

So you see, ma 'am, you kind of get
backed into a corner that you can't get

of and...

and you start acting pretty stupid and
stuff gets started that you can't stop.

That sort of thing.

You ever known anyone that's happened
to?

Not right offhand, but I'm sure someone
will come to mind.

Now that you have spoken with your
people, there is a matter of the

I'm sure the United States would be
happy to accept any apology that your

country is willing to give, General.

I see you have not lost your sense of
irony, Tom.

That's straight talk, Chinois.

There is the matter of invading Chinese
airspace.

General, your jet collided with our EP
-3 in international airspace. In that,

your country is clearly at fault.

That is a matter of debate, Commander.

This has happened once before.

On April 1 of this year, I believe that
is your April Fool's Day.

Then, as now, your pilot was the cause
of the downing of one of our aircraft.

So we consider the incident to be an act
of aggression.

An EP -3 has a maximum airspeed of 300
knots, General. Your MiGs fly at over 1

,100. On the day in question, the pilot
of your MiG flew directly at our

aircraft and took off four feet of its
right wing. Now, where in that are we at

fault?

It is a fact. Your aircraft landed on a
Chinese airfield.

Surely you do not dispute our claim to
that airspace.

General, our EP -3 landed here at Fuzhou
Air Base because of damages sustained

in a collision with your jet.

Commander, we're going around in
circles. Let's go.

Admiral Boone.

Always before I found you a reasonable
man.

However, you have changed with the
years. Well, we all get older.

Perhaps you are not too old to learn
that sometimes it is better to say

sorry. Well, we're in the right country
for it, aren't we?

How is that?

As you once told me yourself, the
Chinese have as many words for sorry as

Eskimos have for snow.

Thought that went well, sir.

What have you been smoking, Commander?

Admiral Lieutenant Hilden informed me
that there were exactly 24 minutes from

the time of the incident until the
aircraft touched down here and was

That's six minutes short of the minimum
time necessary to destroy all the codes.

Under the best of circumstances.

Sir?

That is an American aircraft.

It is the sovereign property of the
United States government. Now get the

off!

Chinese and American diplomats over the
fate of the EP3 crew that has been

detained by the Chinese military on the
airstrip at Fuzhou.

So far, these talks have yielded no
results.

The Chinese are demanding an apology
from the American government and

restitution for the loss of a MiG
aircraft and its pilot.

There's no way that's going to happen.

Really?

The last time there was an incident, we
ended up saying we were sorry.

Probably going to happen again.

But we didn't mean it.

Besides, who cares what a bunch of
bureaucrats in Armani suits say to each

other? I do.

I mean, we apologize and they keep our
plane?

Not right.

I'm also going to charge Mitch Whitman
Buchanan and Morris under Article 116,

breach of the peace, Article 128,
assault, and Article 134, assault with

intent to commit murder.

Why not just charge them under Article
114, ma 'am? It's been a hundred years

since anyone's been charged for dueling,
bud.

Makes it interesting.

My life is already interesting.

Here's my offer. The midshipmen plead to
all charges, agree to a punitive letter

of reprimand, and resign their
appointment.

That'll end their careers before they
begin, ma 'am.

Come on, Colonel. Aren't we talking
about kids screwing around?

Look, I know you boys like to stick
together.

It's been a long time since someone
called me boy.

You know what I mean.

When you were at the academy, I'm sure
you didn't do anything as stupid as what

these guys did.

Uh, you're wrong.

Is Commander Rav involved?

Unfortunately for both of us, the
statute of limitations has run out.

What's your offer?

The midshipmen have agreed to be tried
together, prepared to plead to conduct

unbecoming. Restitution to the District
of Columbia for expenses incurred during

their arrest.

The convening authority suspends the
sentence.

And they go back to the academy, where
they face a conduct board.

No deal.

Why are you taking such a hard line on
this, Mac? I've interviewed both of

I don't think their offers were
material.

You're quick to judge.

It wasn't a hard call, Commander.

Right now, we're fighting a war against
terrorism.

People out there are risking their lives
and sometimes dying for their country,

and here you have two boys with nothing
better to do than to challenge each

other to a duel.

Now, I might feel differently if either
one of them had shown a spark of remorse

or even had a clue that what they did
was wrong.

No deal.

Enter.

Excuse me, ma 'am. Lieutenant, you have
an urgent phone call. It's Commander

Rabb in China.

Excuse me, ma 'am.

Commander? Lieutenant.

I need you to do me a favor.

Name it, sir.

You remember Uncle Scrooge? I know my
ducks, sir.

Good. You remember Uncle Scrooge's giant
money bin?

Are we speaking in code, sir?

Now, you remember that there were
certain bad boys trying to break into

money vault. Answer yes or no.

Yes. Great.

This is one of those bad boys.

Yes, sir. Now, you remember how old you
are.

Yes. Now, take your age. Add six years.

Okay. Now what?

Now, go to the computer on your desk,
bud.

Standard JAG menu. Double -click the
second icon in the right -hand column.

Okay, got it, sir. Now, go to Google.

Type in ChinaNet.

Your age plus six years.

Got a hit, sir.

Now find out whose address that is. It's
being used currently. Then call me back

and I'll tell you what to do.

Yes, sir.

Awesome.

Good afternoon.

This is Lieutenant Roberts calling from
the JAG Corps on behalf of Commander

Rabb. I need to speak with Director
Webb, please.

Yes, I'll hold.

Good afternoon, Director Webb.

I need a favor.

Officer Crumley, can you describe what
you observed when you came across

midshipmen Buchanan and Morris?

They were fighting, ma 'am, with these
old -fashioned sabers.

Was there the possibility that one of
them might have suffered grievous bodily

harm or even death?

Well, those swords are old, ma 'am, but
plenty sharp.

Can you identify this exhibit?

Yes, ma 'am. It's one of the swords they
were fighting with.

What actions did you take to prevent
them from injuring each other?

Well, I drew my sidearm, ma 'am, and I
ordered them to put down their weapons

I'd shoot.

Did they comply?

Oh, yes. They got real polite.

What do you think would have happened if
you had not chanced by?

Objection. Cause of speculation?

Sustained. Officer Crumley, from what
you observed, did it appear that these

were attempting to inflict grievous
bodily harm upon each other?

Objection. Leading the witness?

Sustained.

No further questions, Your Honor.

Commander Turner.

No,

sir. That was my first.

So you're not an expert?

No. So, in fact, you had no idea what
was going on?

Objection. Sustained.

Is it fair to say, Officer Crumley, that
you had no certain knowledge of what

was in the minds of two young men
engaged in horseplay?

Objection, Your Honor. Fighting with
swords as sharp as razors is not

Please ask counsel to stop
editorializing.

Commander, rephrase the question.

Did you know what was in the minds of
Mitchelman Morris and Mitchelman

on the night in question?

No, sir.

I'm not a mind reader, but I know what I
saw.

Murderous intent.

In the dead of night.

Your Honor. Give it a rest, Commander.

No further questions, Your Honor.

Thank you, Officer.

Did you get three?

Yes, sir.

We should know something soon.

I just got a call from Beijing.

The diplomatic talks have stalled.

Lieutenant Lee is going to be buried
tomorrow. State funeral, full honors.

General Chen will be delivering the
eulogy.

If something doesn't happen soon,
they'll have her stripped bare.

Midshipman Morris, whatever possessed
you to enter into a duel?

Objection. It hasn't been proven that my
client was in a duel. Your Honor,

Midshipman Morris was arrested with a
saber in hand, a saber with which he was

attempting to strike Midshipman
Buchanan. Your Honor, when is Counsel

ask a question?

I'm sure she's working up to it,
Counselor.

Midshipman Morris, why did you accept
Midshipman Buchanan's challenge to duel?

Tradition, ma 'am.

Tradition? Is it an academy tradition to
try to kill your fellow midshipmen?

Objection. Argumentative.

Sustained.

You went to Rock Creek Park, pursuant to
a prior agreement, to fight with

sabers. Yes, ma 'am. Did you intend to
injure Midshipman Buchanan?

Some, I guess.

Isn't it true that if you strike a man
with a saber, you can take off his head?

Yes, ma 'am.

So with premeditation, you entered into
a fight to the death.

Objection. Counsel's making her own
conclusions.

Sustained. No further questions.

Lieutenant Roberts?

Midshipman Morris, did you intend to
cause grievous bodily injury to

Buchanan? No, sir.

Were you forced into this confrontation?

I'd say the blame was about equal, sir.

Midshipman Morris, do you dislike
Midshipman Buchanan?

Well, I did, sir.

Or I thought that maybe I should because
of what happened at the Battle of

Hampton Road.

But the last couple of days, we've been
on restriction together, and he's a

really pretty good guy.

Did you ever want to see him dead?

No, sir.

Well, then how did he get so far out of
hand?

I guess I started, sir.

Ragging on his great -great
-grandfather.

And after a while, mostly I just wanted
him to shut up.

Midshipman Morris, are you guilty of
violating Article 114 of the UCMJ

dueling?

Yes, sir. And so is Midshipman Buchanan.

But we both regret it, sir.

And wish that we had not been so darn
stupid.

Why is that, Midshipman Morris?

Right now, there's more important stuff
going on in the world than refighting

some old battle, sir.

No further questions, Your Honor.

Colonel? I'd like to reserve the right
to conduct a recross, Your Honor.

Meanwhile, I request a recess to speak
with opposing counsel.

Good idea, Colonel.

I don't know how we got this far.

They got a lot of techs on that
aircraft.

So far today, they've taken off at least
three consoles already.

A few more days, we're going to have to
reinvent all of our hardware and rewrite

every one of our damn codes.

Hello, buddy.

Millie? What are you doing here? Oh, I'm
on leave from the Naval Historical

Center. I wanted to be closer to the
action.

You still married?

Yeah.

Still happy?

Very.

Well, if that changes, give me a call.

Are you familiar with Tessar?

Absolutely. It's a strip mapping SAR
that provides continuous OS imagery.

Hmm.

Well, what you are looking at... are
images that are formed on board a

aircraft. And sent to the Predator
ground control station via a KU band

link.

You really know your stuff, Lieutenant.

I try to stay current.

I never should have let you go.

Okay, here we go.

I've diverted the Predator by several
degrees, and now you have 45 seconds to

find what you're looking for.

Hold that and zoom in.

There. That's it.

Well, thank you so much.

Anytime.

Sorry to disturb you, General.

Come in.

I enjoy your company, Tom.

Please, sit.

I was just writing a funeral oration for
Lieutenant Lee.

Well, I would consider it an honor if
you would read it to us, General.

Like an eagle's sword above the clouds,
as light as a feather in the breeze,

until his light was snuffed out like a
candle in the wind.

I think I will amend that last.

A little too much Elton John, huh,
General?

Precisely.

That's Lieutenant Lee's MiG on a runway
in Manchuria.

That photograph was taken this morning,
General.

Where did you get this?

Commander downloaded it on his laptop.

Lieutenant Lee sent an e -mail from the
air base in Manchuria where you had him

hidden. He wanted his girlfriend to know
that he was all right.

Traced the e -mail and had our satellite
snap the photo of his jet.

You covered up the fact that Lieutenant
Lee survived the incident, and instead

you decided to make him a martyr first
class.

Now, one billion of your people are
singing his praises, but what happens,

General, when they find out that you've
lied?

You created this fallen hero.

Puts you in a bad light, Genoa.

And it puts you at odds with the
civilian leadership of your country who

trying to find a diplomatic solution.

What do you want?

I want 19 American airmen and one
aircraft.

Lieutenant Lee is still alive, General.
Make sure he stays that way.

Call the USS Jefferson, Admiral Boone.

Tell them you are flying your men out in
an hour.

I will send back the EP -3 when I am
done with it.

One piece at a time.

Commander Turner and Lieutenant Roberts
have been kind enough to allow me to

further interview both of you. Under the
rules of evidence, they are both here,

and I understand that you have waived
your Article 31 rights.

Yes, ma 'am.

We understand, ma 'am. Okay.

Let's get down to the facts.

Midshipman Morris, did you intend to do
Midshipman Buchanan grievous bodily

injury?

No, ma 'am.

As you can see, neither one of us are
any good with a saber.

I feel really bad about everything.

Midshipman Buchanan, did you force
Midshipman Morris into dueling under

You might say that, ma 'am.

Because I didn't give him room to back
out and not look like a coward, I guess

there's a sort of duress in that.

Lieutenant, since Midshipman Morris was
forced into this duel under duress, it

could be argued that there was, in fact,
no prior agreement and he's innocent of

all the charges against him. Yes, it
could.

In fact, that's exactly what I was going
to argue.

Commander Turner, since Midshipman
Buchanan had no intent of grievous

harm to Midshipman Morris... Could be
argued that he, too, is innocent of the

charges against him.

I intended to argue that very thing.

Ma 'am, why the change of heart?

Midshipman Buchanan, are you familiar
with the expression, don't look a gift

horse in the mouth?

That's okay, Sturgis. I'd like to answer
that.

When I first questioned these young men,
I misjudged them.

I didn't see that once you get past the,
um... It easy, ma 'am?

Thank you, Midshipman Buchanan.

I didn't see the goodness.

But I now see that they both have the
makings of fine officers.

My bet is that you and Commander Rabb
were very much like them in your time.

You wouldn't be far wrong, Colonel.

Make me an offer.

All squadron reps report to flight
control.

All squadron reps report to flight
control.

Lieutenant Barrett, Crawford, you'll be
stationed 50 miles off the Chinese

coast. Admiral Boone, Commander Rabb,
and the crew of the EP -3 will be aboard

the Cod when it departs from Fuzhou Air
Base.

What's our ordnance thing? You'll be
configured for close escort. Full ammo.

What are the rules of engagement,
Captain? Do not fire unless fired upon.

Do not cross into Chinese airspace for
any reason.

It took a lot for Admiral Boone to
broker this deal, so keep cool.

Don't screw it up. The most important
thing is that we get our people out

safely. Any questions?

Yes, sir.

What about the EP -3?

Well, once the Chinese have downloaded
our secrets and stripped our technology,

they're going to ship it back to us in
pieces.

That stinks, sir.

Yes, it does.

Got him.

Check 10 left at 40 miles.

Roger that. I got him, too.

Birmingham strike.

We are holding hands with the Tide.

Stay tight, Stonewall.

Cranberry, you have the lead.

I want to look you over.

Roger. I have the lead.

Cranberry, you have fluid streaming from
your left fuel dump vent.

Roger, Stonewall. Old gauge is normal.

Can't take the chance, Cranberry.

Need you to return to Birmingham
immediately.

Will call Stonewall.

Returning to Birmingham.

Good luck.

God bless.

Getting lonely up here, Admiral.

So one's enough.

Good night, Greyhound.

Admiral,

we just lost our other fighter escort.

Stonewall, this is Greyhound. Do you
copy?

Stonewall, do you copy?

Birmingham Strike, this is Birmingham 2
-5. We've lost our fighter escort and we

do not have radio contact with him.
Roger, Birmingham 2 -5.

XO, call Pryfly.

Launch the spare.

Aye, aye, sir.

Roger that.

18 degrees, 31 minutes north latitude,
113 degrees, 14 minutes west longitude.

Boston, Captain, Tricop, stand by to
initiate search and rescue operation.

What the hell is going on, sir?

Whatever it is, I got a bad feeling.

225, Birmingham strike.

This is Birmingham 43.

I'm inbound.

Fuel state, 3 .9.

All weapons set.