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Come on, right over here.

Ugh, it stinks.

Don't worry, this will smell a lot better.

What if we get caught?

By who?

There's got to be a security guard around here somewhere.

Where do you think I got this from?

All aboard?

Hey, you don't even know what that is.

So, we're not going to take it anywhere. We're just going to hang out and relax.

What? It's a huge rat.

So, get on the boat. They can't cross over water.

There's another one.

out of here.

Come on, Mia. You gotta be kidding me. Goodbye.

You're not even going the right way.

Ah! Tim!

You've never seen a rat before.

Whoa. You alive?

I don't think so.

Well, get your cell phone. We have to call 911.

Mia, I... What?

I don't think it's going to do any good.

You're both aware of the brutal murder of a naval officer in Norfolk last week?

Well, this is the victim, Ensign Monica De La Torre, who was a graduate of the

academy last spring.

Eyewitness accounts and DNA results led the Norfolk PD directly to a petty

officer, Louis Compiano.

Well, sir, if the Commonwealth Attorney's Office brought the charges,

This involves the murder of a naval officer allegedly by an enlisted seaman.

Navy's been granted primary jurisdiction.

Had Officer Cumpiano given a statement to the police, sir? Well, if you want to

call it that, apparently he was involved in some sort of initiation the night of

the murder.

Shipmates called it the tequila bowl.

Claims of fuzzy memory, sir? He insists he has no recollection of anything from

the time he took his first shot till his shipmates found him passed out on the

ship the next morning.

Any clue at the motive, sir?

He's been charged with attempted rape as well as murder.

Commander, you'll handle the prosecution.

Colonel, you'll defend.

Uh, Admiral, given the circumstances, wouldn't the defendant feel more

comfortable with a male attorney handling his case? Well, if I was a man

of attempted rape and murder, not only would I be fine with a female attorney,

I'd insist on it.

All right, then.

Enter.

Excuse me, sir. Dr.

Cavanaugh called and asked if you'd call her back as soon as possible. It sounds

important. Thank you. Would you like me to get her on the line, sir?

No.

The Norfolk police chief is well acquainted with Article 32 proceedings,

and he's assured me that his detectives will cooperate in any way they can.

That'll be all.

All right, sir.

Good morning, ma 'am.

Lieutenant Colonel Sarah McKenzie.

Chaplain Oliver Stevens. Nice to meet you, Colonel. You too.

Colonel, I've worked closely with Petty Officer Compiano for three years, so if

there's anything I can do... Well, thank you. I may need character witnesses

later, but right now it's probably best if I speak to the Petty Officer alone.

Oh, of course.

Don't worry, Louise.

Lord is watching over you.

Gentlemen.

It'd be nice to have people who believe in you.

Yes, ma 'am.

It is.

Are they right to?

Absolutely, ma 'am.

I know I would never rape or murder anyone.

Well, according to your shipmates, drinking alcohol was also something you

did.

I'm an alcoholic, ma 'am.

I had two and a half years sober before the other night.

So what happened?

I told the guys I didn't want to have anything to do with the tequila bowl.

But they wouldn't take no for an answer.

I thought I could have one drink, ma 'am. One drink's too many, and 400 ain't

enough.

I should have known that, ma 'am.

But I do know this.

I didn't kill anyone.

How can you be sure when you don't remember anything from that night?

Because I know who I am, ma 'am.

And no amount of alcohol contains that.

Were you attracted to Ensign De La Torre?

I'm married, Colonel.

My wife is pregnant.

Doesn't answer my question.

Ensign de la Torre was a good officer, ma 'am, and a good person.

I would never have done anything to hurt her.

Sergeant?

Colonel, do you have a moment?

Of course, Captain.

Colonel, I... I know how this looks, but I can assure you that Petty Officer

Cumpiano is not capable of what he's been accused.

You'd be surprised what alcohol can make a person do, Chaplain. I doubt that,

Colonel. I have been in recovery for 17 years.

In fact, that's how I know the Petty Officer.

He's one of the leaders in the recovery group I've organized here on the base.

And you still don't think he's capable? Colonel, he's an alcoholic.

He's not a murderer.

They may not be mutually exclusive, but they're certainly not the same thing.

I'm in recovery myself, Chaplain.

Five years and ten months.

Oh.

Well, then, I assume I've been preaching to the choir.

I'll keep an open mind, if that's what you mean. Thank you.

That's all one can ask.

A few months ago, the Navy received a tip on the fraud hotline accusing a

commander of a field team training in counterterrorism with misappropriation

funds.

I don't think that's the type of misconduct best handled under NJP at

Command level, sir.

Commander Michael Rayner, accused of fraud against the United States and

larceny. Man's a Gulf War hero, sir.

Doesn't sound like the embezzling type, Admiral. Don't prejudge your client,

Lieutenant.

My client, sir. Commander, you'll prosecute. Yes, sir.

Any chance this is just another bookkeeping error?

Well, I sure the hell hope so.

Personal feelings aside, given what's going on in the world...

Seals are the last unit I want to see with a black eye.

Why do you think it was attempted rape?

Victim's shirt was torn.

The cabbie that dropped him off said Campiano winked at him when he got out

the cab.

It was pretty clear what was on his mind.

Those are kind of flimsy facts to base an attempted rape charge, especially

since the victim is not fully clothed, Detective.

My guess, the whole thing started with him trying to cop a feel.

The ensign got angry, which in turn got your petty officer angry. Next thing you

know, he's forcing himself on you.

This isn't exactly the safest place to be, especially at one in the morning.

How can you be sure it was the petty officer and not someone else?

Well, the victim was found with cash and credit cards on her person.

Campiano's jacket was found nearby.

Next morning when base security brought him in, he had scratches on his arm. His

DNA matched the skin from underneath the victim's fingernails.

I wish all my cases were this easy.

How'd they end up down here in the first place, you know?

Well, the cabbie said Campiano was trying to get him back on the base, but

insisted on coming here. Said he wanted to swim back.

Swim? Guy was wasted. What do you expect?

How did he get back to the base?

I don't really know.

Maybe he did swim.

I wish he had.

It saved us a great deal of trouble.

You buying this lapse in memory?

I don't really give a damn one way or the other.

He did the crime, and now he's going to have to pay for it.

I don't operate my command to please the damn paper pushers and bean counters in

the Pentagon.

Well, with all due respect, sir, it's not paper or beans that you've been

accused of stealing.

Lieutenant.

I have a degree from the academy, I speak three languages, and I have five

years' command experience. If I wanted money, I wouldn't steal it from the

I'd retire from it.

But the missing funds were traced to transactions under your control, sir.

If you didn't steal the money, then who did?

No one, Lieutenant.

It was used to buy smoke and flashbang grenades. You'd go through them like

toilet paper here in CQB training.

Sir,

if you used the money for a legitimate training purpose... Mixed up with

Lieutenant. The extra ordinance got put to use before I had a chance to enter it

into inventory.

Lieutenant, I have canceled checks, purchase orders, shipping receipts for

everything I bought.

But they don't match the records produced by the company you claim to

business with. Well, so it's their paperwork that's in error and not mine.

Man, we can't go into an Article 32 with it being... Not a forger, not a thief.

You better put those on.

I'm in two.

I'm inside the fleet. Two hostages secured, sir.

Carry on, Chief.

Aye, aye, sir.

Were you using real bullets, sir? We train like we fight, Lieutenant.

Which is why we spend more on live ammo in one day than most units do in a year.

But, sir, Lieutenant, I've sacrificed my health, two marriages, and three kids I

hardly ever see for the Navy.

This child's my life.

Certainly wouldn't jeopardize that for $22 ,000.

I understand, sir.

Do you, Lieutenant?

So then do something.

This might take some time. He could be released to a CO.

Your husband was charged with the murder of a naval officer. He won't be

released until he's exonerated. Luis did not kill that woman.

Elisa, come on. Why don't you let me take you home?

Luis' teammates forced him to go to that bar.

They forced him to get drunk. She was probably going to report them. They beat

her up so that they wouldn't get in trouble.

His shipmates remained at the bar until closing, Mrs. Compiano. Whoever did this

was... I just told you who did it. Elisa.

What? How can she defend him if she thinks he's guilty? I didn't say he was

guilty.

Luis won't even talk bad about someone.

Much less try to hurt them.

Try to rape them.

He didn't.

Do this, Colonel.

Please.

You have to know that.

Give me a break, Mac. Of course a wife is going to defend her husband.

Now, this isn't about a wife defending her husband harm. This is about me

telling you that alcohol impairs judgment. It lowers inhibitions. It does

transform a person's personality.

Maybe she doesn't know him as well as she thinks she does. She certainly

wouldn't be the first.

It's not just his wife harmed. The chaplain, his shipmates, even his

officer can't believe he did it. They will when they see all the evidence.

You don't think it's possible that the police jumped the gun, they went for the

easy mark instead of looking at all the possible suspects?

Like who?

The Colombian drug lord? The man on the grassy knoll?

Drugs are sold on that pier. You never know. The only drug that contributed to

Ensign De La Torre's death is alcohol.

Now, I would advise your client to plead to unpremeditated murder. We'll drop

the attempt at rape charge. You can argue diminished capacity of the sensing

phase. Otherwise, I'm asking for capital aggravating factors, and I'll get them.

He may not get the needle back, but he'll definitely die in love and love.

I agree with the rest of the guys, ma 'am. He was definitely a little out of

control over murder.

I just don't see it. Did you see anyone else that night that looked suspicious

or might have followed the petty officer or Ensign De La Torre when they left

the bar?

No more than normal, ma 'am. What do you mean?

Ensign De La Torre could attract a lot of attention, ma 'am, especially when

was out of uniform.

You mean from men?

Yes, ma 'am. She didn't exactly look like your normal naval officer, and she

really wasn't stuck up or anything either.

Is it naval officers you normally assume to be stuck up or attractive women?

To be honest, ma 'am, both.

Oh, thanks.

Not taken.

If you don't mind my asking, ma 'am, how's Petty Officer Gupiano's wife

all this?

Why do you ask?

You know, it's just, he didn't even want her to know he was going to a bar, and

now, well... Does Petty Officer often hide things from his wife?

Ma 'am, in fact, I'd say she had them pretty well wrapped around her finger.

How did he feel about that?

Well, I guess he was fine with it, ma 'am, or he wouldn't have married her.

Some guys like that, you know.

Like what?

Well, having their old lady order them around, ma 'am. Act like their mother.

That's why they were still living in her mom's place. She made them do it so

they could save up some money for a down payment on a house. She made him?

You ever met her, Colonel?

Yes, I have.

Well, then you know what she's like, man. I can see her buttons coming upside

the head a whole lot easier than I can see Petty Officer Kupiano doing it.

Kup wouldn't hurt a fly.

I've been a supply officer for eight years, Commander.

I've seen all sorts of scams.

How would you rate this one? If that's what it is.

For efficiency, I'd give it an A+. I'd also give Commander Rayner high marks

subtlety and transparency, too.

Not so transparent that the matter didn't come to light.

True enough, Commander.

The audit revealed inconsistencies between purchase orders for munitions

actual firecrackers on the shelf.

Commander Rayner was responsible for the fraud. How did he pull it off?

He submitted false purchase orders to accounting for grenades and munitions.

They cut him checks for the specified amounts.

But instead of forwarding those checks to the vendors, Commander Rayner simply

forged an endorsement and cashed them himself.

And no one noticed? The banks never raised a red flag? The vendors didn't

questions? The checks never bounced, Commander.

We're talking Uncle Sam.

And if the vendors never received the paperwork, who's to know?

Only Commander Rayner.

And whoever made the call to the fraud hotline.

You wouldn't have had anything to do with that, would you, Commander?

Calls to the hotline are anonymous, you know that, Lieutenant.

Anyone in my office could have stumbled onto this. It just took a diligent

review of the inventory records.

Or somebody with an axe to grind with Commander Rainer. I think we're straying

from the subject, Lieutenant.

Our field team's supply budget is considerable, Commander. How can you be

certain that this wasn't just another bookkeeping mistake?

We cross -checked the transactions with the vendors and the banks.

This wasn't just sloppy bookkeeping, sir.

It was fraud.

Thank you, Commander.

Commander, do you have any direct evidence linking Commander Rayner to

questionable transactions?

The transactions aren't questionable, Lieutenant.

They're illegal.

Thank you for pointing out my mistake, sir.

Now, if you don't mind, could you answer my question?

We don't have any eyewitnesses, if that's what you mean. Were you able to

any of the transactions to deposits in Commander Rayner's personal account,

No. Any unusual purchases, sir?

No. Were any experts able to match his handwriting to any of the allegedly

forged endorsements?

No. So, isn't it possible, sir, that Commander Rayner actually sent the

to the vendor and somebody there stole the money?

Davenport Industries has no record of receiving the checks nor of shipping the

munitions which Commander Rayner claims he received.

Still, it seems like a process of elimination that led you to Commander

not direct evidence.

If you mean do we have a videotape of him cashing the checks, the answer is

Thank you, sir.

Lieutenant, do you have a dog and you come home and find a yellow stain on

carpet just because you didn't see him do it? Thank you, sir.

Nothing further.

Make sure this gets to the second man's office before I'm into business today.

Yes, sir. And, sir, the stationery store called about the invitation.

Hmm. I'll handle it. They need to know exactly how many... I'll handle it.

Is something wrong, sir? No.

It's just that, um... Well, I shouldn't have put all this on you to begin with.

It's no problem, sir.

In the event, from now on, I'll be handling all my personal business. Well,

personally. But, sir, I... I have a meeting on the hill if you need me. I

my cell.

Yes, sir.

Detective, if I'm going to put you on the stand, I need to know there'll be no

surprises. Commander, I've testified before. I believe I know the drill.

Well, so does Colonel McKenzie. Believe me, if there are any holes, she'll find

them. She can look anywhere she wants. There were no other suspects.

What about Boyfriend?

Ex -Boyfriend. Wannabe Boyfriend.

By all account... The victim was totally focused on her job and had neither the

time nor the inclination to date.

And none of those regular lowlifes hanging out at that shack saw anything

the ordinary?

Or left their clothes and DNA at the crime scene?

Have there been other attacks near the pier?

What do you mean?

Have other women been murdered in the area?

There was one, but it was over a year ago, and it was totally different

circumstances. Was an arrest made?

No.

Well, how was she murdered?

She was strangled.

How is that different?

She was a local with a drug history. We figure she tried to make a buy and got

into a beef with somebody.

Same thing could have happened with Ensign De La Torre, Detective.

She doesn't have any history of drug use.

Well, she might have seen something.

I understand what you're trying to do, but you're going to have to be

reasonable. There's no way you're going to rule out everybody on the planet. I

realize that, but it would be nice to at least rule out the ones who have

actually strangled women on the pier.

Commander, I got to go to work.

Tell you what, you do your job and let me worry about mine.

Sir,

I believe that either you are a forger and a thief.

Or you know the person who is.

And how do you expect me to respond to that, Lieutenant?

With the truth, sir.

I've already told you the truth.

I don't believe you have, sir.

Now, that's certainly your choice, but I've got to tell you, legally, we're

pretty much dead in the water.

Now, if you plead guilty and accept restitution, I can probably get them to

agree to dismissal with loss of benefits, but no confinement.

If not...

You're looking at minimum three to five years hard labor.

I didn't steal that money.

Commander, this is not the time. I'm not finished, Lieutenant.

I admit to forging the paperwork and cashing the checks, but I didn't steal

money.

That we used to procure an experimental ordinance which, for national security

reasons, I'm now at a liberty to discuss.

You know, it's kind of like the dog ate my homework, sir.

The truth.

Oh, that the first story was the truth, sir.

I'm sorry, sir.

I guess I should move to have the hearing closed so the classified records

be admitted.

There are no records.

Sir, I'm not as gullible as it may seem, and I can guarantee you neither is

Commander Turner.

Lieutenant. Commander, please, do you think anyone's going to believe that you

stole this money for some sort of top secret? That's exactly what I did,

Lieutenant.

And I can prove it.

Why are you telling me

this? It's the prosecutor's duty to disclose exculpatory evidence.

You think it could be the same guy who killed Ensign Dolatore?

I don't know.

Sir, I have a message for both you and the colonel. What is it, Jennifer? The

Norfolk Brig just called and asked that I convey the message as soon as

possible. Please tell me Compiana didn't try to escape.

He didn't attempt an escape, ma 'am. He confessed.

Marine guard was standing outside the hatch.

Claims he heard you admit you killed Ensign Della Torre. Is that true, Petty

Officer? I feel sick all the time, ma 'am.

I can't eat.

All I think about is her body on that pier.

But you were lying when you said you couldn't remember anything.

No. But you remember now.

No, I don't. Then why would you confess? I don't understand.

Chaplain Stevens came to visit me.

We prayed together.

He kept saying all I had to do to be forgiven was beg for the Lord's mercy.

I was there.

I had scratches on my arms. If it wasn't me, then who could it be?

Any number of people. You weren't the only person on the pier that night.

They found my skin under her fingernail. You were drunk, Petty Officer. Not

possessed. Look at me.

Do you have any memory whatsoever of hurting or attempting to hurt Anthony

LaTorre?

Over

there.

M83s, white smoke?

Behind that. Watch out.

Russian?

Sir, I don't understand. Remember the terrorist attack at the Moscow Theater?

The one where all the hostages were killed by the knockout gas during the

attempt? That's only because they did it on the cheap. They didn't bring enough

antidote on site.

That's the antidote. No, this is the gas.

Standard tear gas canisters.

Those are pressurized tanks designed to disperse the compound via a building's

ventilation system. And that's a thousand vials of the antidote.

I got it all from a contact in Spets Group Alpha.

Uh, who, sir?

That's the Russian Special Forces Counterterror Unit.

But how?

He stole it.

So you're telling me, sir, that you embezzled the money to buy stolen

the Russian black market?

I didn't buy them, Lieutenant.

The U .S. Navy did.

So you do realize that these can technically be considered chemical

Why do you think I paid in cash?

Hi, Cuts. Sir, the stationary store called again, as well as Dr. Kavanaugh.

Well, I'll take care of it. Would you like me to get her on the line, sir?

That won't be necessary.

Sir, she seems very interested in speaking with you.

Betty Oster, I guess I didn't make myself clear before.

Your business is Navy business, and my business is my business.

But, sir, I... Stay out of it, Cuts. That's an order.

And a personal request.

Aye, aye, sir.

He was depressed.

He was practically inconsolable.

I thought prayer would bring him some comfort.

Not much comfort in a life sentence without the possibility of parole.

Confidential communications between a chaplain and a service member are

privileged. That privilege is unclear when the suspect professes his guilt

enough to be heard by a Marine guard standing outside a fully secured house.

Luis was understandably emotional.

There was nothing... Which is exactly why you shouldn't have initiated the

conversation to begin with. It wasn't a conversation, Colonel. It was a prayer

for forgiveness.

Now, I respect what you're trying to do for Luis, but this isn't just about

winning or losing to me.

It's about a man's salvation.

What makes you so sure it isn't his wife's salvation you should be worried

about?

What? Have you discussed her need for forgiveness?

What are you saying? You think Elisa had something to do with this? I checked

the petty officer's cell phone records. His wife called him the night of the

murder. So the woman tried to call her husband. What is wrong with that?

Would you describe Elisa Cubiano as a jealous woman?

Unusually controlling?

Colonel, I'm not going to dignify that question with a response.

Is that because the answer would be yes?

You know, I've heard about men who blame women for the violence committed

against them.

I never thought I'd hear another woman do it.

Elisa wasn't the one who was attacked.

Yes, she was, Colonel, by you.

Just now.

What's going on, Lieutenant?

Thought you might want to see this for yourself in person, sir.

These documents prove that Commander Rayner did exactly what he said he did

the money, sir.

They're in Russian?

Yes, sir.

Come on, Lieutenant.

Your client's already accused of fraud. You really think he's going to help

himself with another stack of forged documents?

They're not forgeries, Commander.

And I can prove that as well.

What is all this?

Russian -made tear gas canisters filled with a derivative of fentanyl. An

odorless, colorless, general anesthesia inhalant.

These steel tanks contain the same narcotic gas. And that is 1 ,000 doses

fast -acting antidote, sir.

Don't worry, they're still in the original packing material and perfectly

This is the stuff the Russians used at the Moscow Theater?

Yes, sir. He said he bought smoke and flashbang grenades from Davenport

Industries in Hartford, Connecticut.

Now, the documents list that the purchases were for non -lethal munitions

designed for close quarters combat and hostage rescue operations.

Now, due to national security reasons, my client felt that it was necessary to

disguise the true origin of the munitions.

I take it you want the larceny charge dropped in exchange for a guilty plea on

the fraud.

Commander Rainer isn't interested in a plea, sir. Can I assume that he's also

not interested in a charge of illegal weapons trafficking?

You can.

Then what does he want?

He wants to testify, sir.

Lieutenant, if your client wants to come forward in a bid for leniency, he can

do it at sentencing.

He's not looking for leniency, sir.

Why not?

He doesn't believe that he's done anything wrong, sir.

We need to talk.

Can't wait till tomorrow? No, we can't.

Okay. Hold on.

Preparing subpoenas for more phone records?

Should I be?

Mac, take the deal. Your client confessed.

He was confused, Har, and he didn't know what he was talking about. Not to

mention the fact that it's completely inadmissible.

Well, in a totally unsubstantiated allegation, I guess his wife will be

admitted? A woman goes for a midnight stroll with a married man, and you think

his wife shouldn't be a suspect?

Aside from the phone call, do you have any actual evidence she was involved,

alone left the house that night or made it all the way to the docks?

Well, then you shouldn't be worried about anything, should you?

It's not the case I'm worried about, Mac.

I am worried about you.

Please. Look, Campiano clearly would never have committed murder without

under the influence of alcohol, and that scares you.

The only thing that scares me is the possibility that an innocent man might

spend the rest of his life in prison. Max, just because his wife is

and controlling doesn't make her a murderer.

That's true.

But the fact that she's immature, insecure, and impulsive just might.

You're not helping anybody, Mac, by allowing your past to cloud your

especially your client's.

Harm, what I've learned from my past is that alcohol doesn't change your true

nature. It only makes it harder for you to control the one that you already

have.

Well, sometimes a person's true nature is buried so deep that they never

understand it.

Excuse me, Martin Jones?

Yes. Hi, I'm Lieutenant Colonel Sarah McKenzie. I called earlier about the

deletory case. Oh, right.

I have the report right here.

This is it?

Yeah, we did the DNA typing on the victim's fingernail scrapings and the

found on her clothes. Yeah, which was all her own.

Correct. Was there anything else that seemed unusual?

I didn't say anything was unusual, Colonel.

Wouldn't you expect to find more physical evidence from the accused in an

this severe?

Not necessarily.

Are you sure there wasn't anything else? A partial fingerprint, a loose thread,

a hair?

The only hair found on the victim matched her roommate's in length and

and there wasn't a follicle.

Unlikely, it came out during a struggle.

Is there any way to tell if that was from a pregnant woman?

Not really.

If you had a specific person in mind, you might be able to do a hair or

mitochondrial DNA match, but we'd need a sample to match it to.

What about a tox screen if the woman were taking prenatal vitamins? Wouldn't

that show up?

Maybe, but you'd need a lot more than a single strand to do a tox screen.

Sorry.

You wouldn't happen to have a discarded talk screen lying around, one that I

could take with me?

Humor me.

If the hatch was closed, how is it you were able to hear the confession so

clearly? They were talking loudly, sir.

They were both pretty emotional.

But what exactly did the petty officer say?

He said, I did it.

I killed her.

And then he kept saying he was sorry over and over.

Were you able to hear the chaplain's side of this conversation?

Yes, sir.

He kept telling the petty officer that the Lord would have mercy on him no

matter what happened.

And that Ensign De La Torre was in a better place now.

He said that God had been behind that shack that night. That God saw

Say that again?

That God had taken her soul and she wouldn't be suffering. No, no, no. About

shack.

He said that God had been behind the shack.

He kept saying God saw everything.

Commander, have you ever stolen from or defrauded the United States in any way?

Absolutely not.

I entered into a classified procurement agreement without proper authorization

from my chain of command, but I got exactly what I paid for.

The material was stored in a Navy armory, so no, I don't see how I

government. Are you familiar with the Chemical Weapons Convention entered into

and signed by the United States government on April 29, 1997?

Yes, of course.

Well, wouldn't the purchase of tear gas canisters filled with a toxic nerve

agent violate that agreement?

Lieutenant, all members of the armed services are obligated to disobey an

which they know to be unlawful.

I believe I had a similar duty to disregard a law that I knew to be

the safety and security of the United States.

But my men could rescue hostages without firing a single bullet, which is

absolutely possible if this knockout gas is used properly.

Then it would not only be unlawful.

But immoral for them not to do so.

And for me not to do everything I could to make that possible.

Thank you, sir.

Nothing further.

Commander, did you ever make an official request to acquire the knockout gas?

Well, I knew what the answer would be. I'll take that as a no. Do you believe

that the chain of command cared less about human life than you? They don't

to deal with the same realities, Commander.

It's my men who will be the first through that door.

Commander, even if the use of this gas saved a few lives during a hostage

crisis...

Doesn't undermining the Geneva Protocol open the door to a chemical weapons

proliferation that would endanger the lives of thousands, maybe millions more

innocent civilians?

People's lives are endangered by other people, not stockpiled weapons.

I'm not sure the thousands of Iraqi Kurds gassed by Saddam Hussein would

I found myself faced with a choice, Commander.

I could carry out the mission assigned to me by killing people or by rendering

them unconscious.

I chose the latter.

That makes me unfit for military service, and so be it.

I'm afraid it does, Commander.

Objection. Sustained.

Nothing further, Your Honor.

Elisa. I couldn't get my husband out of jail, so you figured you'd put me in.

You really want your husband out? Then tell me what happened. I already told

you. You should be talking to the guys who forced him to go to that bar, not

I know you called Luis at that bar. I checked the cell phone log against the

police timeline.

Who? I'm his wife. I was worried about him.

When you found out he was there drinking, what did you do?

I didn't do anything.

Did you two argue?

Luis was drunk.

There was nothing much to say at that point. I told him to call me if he

a ride, and we hung up.

What did you do then?

I went back to sleep.

Elisa. Get your hands off me. Your hair was found on Ensign De La Torre's

clothes.

That's impossible.

This is a toxicology test done on your hair. Not only shows high levels of iron

consistent with the intake of prenatal vitamins, but prochlorperazone, an anti

-emetic, prescribed exclusively to pregnant women.

I'm leaving now.

Find my husband a new attorney.

You went to that bar to get Luis, didn't you?

But when you got there, you saw him leaving with Ensign de la Torre.

Elisa, are you really going to let your husband go to prison for something you

know he didn't? Luis isn't going to prison because he didn't do anything.

Elisa, I know how you must have felt. You don't know anything.

I didn't kill that woman.

But you attacked her, not Luis.

I followed the cab from the bar to the pier.

Cubiano! I'm gonna swim!

Cubiano! No, come on. I can do it! Come on, no! Let go of the railing! I was in

my high school swim seat! Cubiano!

Let go of the railing!

Come on, don't pass

out. Cubiano!

Come on, don't pass out!

Dammit! You bitch!

What's that for?

Oh, my God, Mrs. Fabiano, it's not what you think.

I was only trying to get him back to the base. The base is in the opposite

direction. I saw you leave the bar.

Ma 'am. What?

You're going to order me to do something? Is that how you get what you

ma 'am. Don't lie to me.

I'm sorry, ma 'am.

I was only trying to help.

You walked away just like that.

If I would have had a gun, I would have killed both of them.

But thank God I didn't.

This is all true. Why didn't you come forward immediately?

Because I knew what people would think.

Crazy pregnant woman gone berserk.

Isn't that what you thought?

What you still think?

And after Louise confessed, well, what good would it have done?

I'm his wife. Who's going to believe me?

Mac. Harm, what are you doing here?

Looking for you.

This is ridiculous. You can't interfere with... You didn't kill De La Torre,

Mac.

Instant De La Torre's body was found about 20 yards from an abandoned shack

the pier.

You read me my Article 31 right so you could tell me that?

Chaplain, the only people who knew that were personnel with access to the

confidential case files.

They're the only ones who knew that she had been murdered behind the shack and

that her body was later moved.

The only people except you, that is.

So now you're saying I did it.

First it was Louise, then Elisa, and now it's me.

Who's next, the taxi driver who dropped them off? No, the driver didn't have a

reason to be behind that shack at 0100.

You did.

Ensign De La Torre had to walk by that shack on her way back to the street. She

saw you there, didn't she?

Saw what you were doing.

I wasn't there.

Really? Your car was.

Talk about bad luck.

First you just happen to run into a fellow naval officer while you're

crack on the pier.

And then you get a parking ticket.

No.

No, it wasn't me.

We have a signed statement from your dealer.

stating that he sold you cocaine that night and that you'd been a pretty

customer for the past two months. Which is also how long it's been since your

last random drug test.

I guess you figured you'd get back in the program before your number came up

again.

No.

No, you're wrong.

No,

that's not me.

That's not who I am.

Beware of false prophets who come to you wearing sheep's clothing, for inwardly

they are ravening wolves.

Let the wicked forsake his way and return unto the Lord, for he will have

upon him.

No, that's not true.

I've tried.

You don't know how hard, you don't know how many times I've... Did you assault

that indelitary chaplain?

Did you kill her?

I can't sleep, I can't...

Think I can't I can't feel anything

While I share some of Commander Rayner's misgivings about the notion of good and

bad methods for human destruction, what I don't share is the belief that illegal

arms deals funded by larceny is a sensible solution.

It's clear there is sufficient evidence to show the accused committed the

offenses. Therefore, I am recommending they be disposed of at a general court

-martial. This hearing is adjourned.

He's right.

So was I.

Maybe, sir.

If you'd like, I... Clean it out, Lieutenant.

I made my point.

No sense taking this any further.

Yes, sir.

Restitution. Dismissal with loss of benefits. A year confinement.

I don't know what to say, except thank you, ma 'am, sir.

You're welcome.

Take care of yourself, Pettyoff.

Yes, sir.

He owes you more than a thank you.

Why? I almost pinned the murder on his wife.

You didn't give up, Mac. You sensed something was wrong, and you forced me

reconsider.

You know, it's amazing. They've known each other since the eighth grade, and

they still have secrets.

Don't we all?

Good night,

sir.

Sir?

Night, Coach.

Sir, whatever happened between you and Dr. Kavanaugh, I'm sure it can be worked

out.

You have no idea what you're talking about.

Because you won't tell me, sir.

Why would I?

Might make you feel better.

Coach, that's the stupidest damn thing I have ever heard you say.

Get the hell out of my office and leave me alone.