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- Previously on The Code...
- Nona is ovulating.

What are you doing here?
Go home and make a baby.

Taking my medicine. Part one

of an ongoing series.

Gonna send you one of
those every morning.

RPG!

Your show. You're next up, ma'am.

Join the party, Lieutenant!

Lieutenant Li?

You just improvised and
adapted us out of our coffins.

Good morning, Lieutenant Li.

Ooh, the last I checked, Rami,
you were transferred

to another command. Do we
have something to celebrate?

I'm still assigned to the Corps
Training and Education Command.

I shall return. Just not today.

MacArthur was Army, Mr. Ahmadi.

I am aware of that, ma'am.

So what brings you our way?

Colonel Turnbull asked me to come.

I haven't been transferred
back, but we do have

something to celebrate.

Detail, attention!

- It happened?
- It happened. Go.

Get your Bronze Star.

Personnel to be awarded,

Front and center!

"Citation to accompany
the award of Bronze Star medal

"with combat 'V':

"For exceptionally valorous
action in the face of

"overwhelming odds
and direct hostile aggression

"as the acting platoon commander

"of a MARSOC Raider Team.

"Received small arms fire from
an unidentified enemy force.

"Armed only with a rifle,

"Lieutenant Li took charge when

"Captain Dyer was killed

"while conducting combined
combat operations in Syria.

"First Lieutenant Li's
exceptional courage,

"dedication to
mission, and personal sacrifice

"directly contributed to the
successful evacuation of nine

"MARSOC Raiders.

"First Lieutenant Li's
actions while engaged in combat

"operations reflect
great credit upon her,

"the First Battalion Marine Raiders,

"and the United States Marine Corps."

Post!

- Hooah!
- Fall out!

Guys! Who took my soy milk?

I put my name on here for a reason.

Right. I'm the crazy one

for making a thing of it. Glen-One-N.

These are yours here.

Captain Abraham asked me
to give it to you.

He needs you to cover some of his
case work while he's in Afghanistan.

Abe's going to Afghanistan?
He didn't say anything.

He doesn't want you to come, and he knew

you'd make a thing out of it.

You're gonna make a thing
out of it, aren't you?

Chappy.

- Welcome aboard.
- Thank you, Captain.

Should I be nervous
there are three different

chaplains on this hop?

Is there something you'd like to confess

before we take off?

I, uh, didn't mean it like that.

I'm messing with you.
We don't do confession in Islam.

Pardon me. Thank you.

Glen-One-N wasn't supposed
to give you those files

until I was airborne.

And you trusted him? What are we doing?

You're supposed to be
holding down the fort.

Marines have camps, not forts.

You just saw action.
A Marine died in your lap.

Are you ordering me off the plane, sir?

This is ANA Captain Pamir Sarbani.

He was part of the Afghan Army
detail stationed at Camp Habibi.

Camp Habibi.
Is that where you were posted?

It was called Leatherneck
before we handed control

to the Afghans, but yes.

Captain Sarbani was shot in his barracks

during a sandstorm.
An ANA grunt saw someone

running away from the scene.

- But no one was arrested?
- No.

Shouldn't the Afghans
be handling the investigation?

The witness says it was a Marine.

Politically speaking,
it's a total Charlie Foxtrot.

The base commander wants Marines
in on the investigation.

It's not our jurisdiction
until an individual Marine

is implicated, but

Colonel Turnbull was kind enough

to volunteer my services as an adjunct.

So here's how this works, Lieutenant.

It's been a couple weeks.

You're ready for a fitting, so,

you tell me what you do,

and I'll build you a leg to do it.

You can have a walking leg,

running leg, leg to do
the Viennese waltz...

Seriously?

Uh, I don't know. I guess, just, uh,

a regular leg.

You can dream a little bigger
than that, Lieutenant.

Can you get me something?

- Excuse me?
- The pain.

I'm gonna lose it.

Can I get your help? My son's pain,

it's unbearable.
His medication wore off an hour ago.

Sorry, ma'am. I'm a physical therapist.

We don't handle meds.

Well, where are the nurses that do?

Probably working past the end
of their shift

and dealing with
a dozen morning emergencies.

We're understaffed.
It's in the news and everything.

I'll page the nurses.

Where's your shrinker sock?

It's throbbing.

Is that normal?

Keep this on. Always.

You've got swelling. I'll tell the nurse.

Thank you.

I'm sorry if I was curt before.

You obviously know what you're doing.

1,500 amputees, ma'am.

I'm Captain Abraham.

This is Lieutenant Li.

We don't want to be
treading on your toes,

Sergeant Abed. We just want
to help you figure out

who killed Captain Sarbani.

Just "help"? You're not hoping
it turns out to be an Afghan.

The base commander here definitely is,

but we'll follow the clues
where they take us.

My commanding officer hopes
it was one of you.

So we have that much in common.

What can you tell us about the murder?

I believe that whoever killed
Captain Sarbani,

American or Afghan, did it
in a dispute over the sale

of hashish on the base.

Your captain was dealing?

Unfortunately, it appears so.

We found those hidden
in Captain Sarbani's trunk.

The residue you see... it's not candy.

Have you checked the wrappers for prints?

Yes. The fingerprints we found
came from our own investigators.

Sergeant Hawthorne.

You're the MP advising
this investigation?

Yes, sir.

Did you brief them on chain of custody?

No one asked me about that, sir.

Do you know who wholesales
hashish in these wrappers?

Those candies are sold
from a stall in a market nearby.

We interviewed the vendor, but...

Did this interview
happen in the marketplace?

We should bring him to the base.
He's more likely

- to talk to us in private.
- She is a woman.

Local, uh, custom. Male Marines
can't talk to Afghan women.

You can, though, along with
a female engagement team.

Female Marines, wearing hijabs,
trained in Afghan customs.

I still like to call them
by their old name: lionesses.

Lieutenant Li?
Lieutenant Zandra Carter, ma'am.

This is Staff Sergeant Day.
We're your engagement team.

Here, ma'am. Here's your scarf.

Uh, do... do you mind?

Took me a while, too.

Thanks.

Illiyeen runs the market
that sells the candies

that we found in Captain Sarbani's trunk.

She's agreed to talk as a favor.

Her husband will listen.

Can you tell her we don't care
what might have been in

the packages of candy she sold?

We just want to know
if anyone else from Camp Habibi

bought the same kind of candy
Captain Sarbani did.

She says it as she told
the soldiers in the market.

She has no assistance to offer.

Is there anyone else
who works at her stall,

someone who might be able to help us?

Please thank her.

I told her that the dead man
is an Afghan war hero.

She said she sold regular packages

to an American from the base.

She can identify him by sight.

We need to get her pictures.

She said that the man she sold hashish to

is standing right here.

Maya. Every day I take my medication,

just like I promised.

And every day I send you a video,

just like I promised.

Let me know when we can end
this little ritual. Thanks.

You do know I'm your boss,
Captain Dobbins?

Wouldn't have it any other way.

Mm. So...

why did you jump on this case
before I had a chance

to assign it to anyone?

Because it's a Marine
accused of murdering

an allied officer.
I knew you'd take it yourself.

As is my prerogative.

No one's arguing that, sir.

It's just...

it's been two weeks since you and Nona

finished your IVF cycle.

You should have news soon, right?

One way or the other.

As a subordinate who happens
to be a friend

when we're off the clock,

I figured you'd want to be home...

one way or the other.

I appreciate that.

It's a couple of days.
It... should be safe.

Besides, they have this gadget
called a phone now.

I understand it came about
when Alexander Bell

spilled acid on his hand...

Actually, it's
a good thing you're coming.

Based on what I'm
reading about this case,

I could use the help.

Welcome to Helmand Province.

Keep your heads on a swivel
for mortar rounds.

I hear the Taliban launches them special

when the defense attorneys get here.

We'll keep that in mind.
You haven't been talking

- to our client, have you?
- Oh, not since we apprehended him

for drug dealing and murder.

You're welcome to go see him, though.

Or we could stop by the evidence
locker and take a gander

at the stockpiles of hashish and opium

he had hidden in his barracks.

And have our Afghan colleagues
handled said evidence properly?

You better hope not. Chain of custody's

the only sliver of daylight you've got.

Lieutenant Carter.

Um, are you really gonna court-martial

- Hawthorne for murder?
- Looks that way.

Jim didn't kill Captain Sarbani.

How could you know that?

Because I was the one

in Captain Sarbani's barracks that night.

I'm the person you're looking for.

I shot Captain Sarbani.

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So, Lieutenant
Carter confessed to a prosecutor?

You got to admire the efficiency.

Did she say why she shot Captain Sarbani?

She tried to. I cut her off.

Good. You can't be
conflicted off the court-martial.

Potential court-martial.

She straight up told us she did it.

That might even mean she's guilty.

It started when Captain Sarbani
called me to his quarters.

Was that unusual?

I'm a Lioness, sir. I get Intel.

The local women get chatty with us.

I'd write up what I learned and
go over it with Captain Sarbani.

So that's why he wanted to see you?

I mean, that's what I thought.

After I knocked,

he started talking about sandstorms.

It got real weird real fast.

Sarbani was...

Well, I didn't know he was a drug dealer,

but I did know he was cruel.

I filed a complaint with local police

after I saw him beating a woman.

I thought it was confidential.

And what does this have
to do with sandstorms?

There was a storm that night.

Sarbani obviously knew
I filed the report.

Started talking about how people just...

disappear when the sand starts flying.

He reached for his pistol.

We struggled, I lost
my sidearm in the fight,

so I grabbed his M4.

You've seen how it played out.

What you're describing is self-defense.

Why didn't you tell your
commanding officer what happened?

I wanted it to go down
as an unsolved crime.

This is Afghanistan, ma'am.

They'll stone a woman
for having sex with a man.

You think they won't find
a way to punish me

for killing one?

The NCIS report agrees

- that it's self-defense?
- Uh-huh.

That's my toner, it's really good.

- Thank you.
- Mm-hmm.

Does anybody want to talk

about our murder case?

We will be with you in a moment.

Sorry, I'm trying to get Nona.

The report's around here somewhere.

I encourage you to read it
before you court-martial

a Marine for the crime
of defending herself.

She says she was defending herself now.

- Before, she didn't say anything.
- Would you?

Oh, look who's checking in
from the skincare summit.

As much as I enjoy the back-and-forth,

can we save it until after
the Article 32 hearing?

Once we know everything
that's in evidence,

our colleagues in the prosecution

can accept defeat gracefully.

Is there even a judge on base?

I understand that Lieutenant
Colonel Jennifer Jette is on

an overnight hop from South Korea.

Jen Jette? Good luck, ladies.

Why do we need luck?

Jen was a JA with me all through

"don't ask, don't tell."

Now that the Corps has moved on,

some people say she's gotten...
girl crazy.

She is a flirt,

but she colors inside the lines.

And she's a great judge.

Come on.

You know, you really
shouldn't have that on your lap

without a pillow.

You're trying to conceive, right?

The heat from the battery pack

is, um, bad for your...

swimmers, sir.

This your big shot with IVF, right?

- You feeling good?
- I feel like

normal lawyers don't have
to share hotel rooms

with their colleagues
and answer questions

about their feelings.

I'm calling lights out.

I mean, I hope it works.

I don't know what we do
if it doesn't. I...

guess we could...

hit up the relatives,

try to scrape together
enough for another round.

Adoption, I don't know, I...

...hope it works.

Sorry.

I was trying to let you sleep.

Hmm. It's okay.

How's everything here?

Adam's pain is still bad.

Nurses are trying, but they're...

spread thin.

I want to pay for some
supplementary PT for Adam.

There are people who specialize in this.

That's why I left
for the private sector, right?

So we could cover this

kind of thing. I mean...

back when there actually was a "we."

His physical therapist is good, actually.

But yeah, sure.

PT would be great.

How are you doing?

- Fine.
- Are you?

We act like this is the end of the world,

that's how Adam's gonna see it.

You're still a person, Glenn.

You pictured our son's life
in a certain way.

That picture is different, now.

It's okay to mourn what's gone.

If you want to give
therapy another shot...

Adam is a Marine, Asa.

He doesn't need his mommy
and daddy to get back together.

That's not why we'd be doing it.

We need to get through this.

If working through some of our stuff

makes it easier...

if it makes it better for Adam...

...shouldn't we at least try?

This is an Article 32 hearing.

There's nothing like it
in the civilian world,

It's all about what the judge
lets into evidence.

Government's gonna
call witnesses from both sides.

They'll ask questions; we will, too.

Judge Jette can jump in if she's curious.

All rise.

Not as much fun when you have
to say it on your own behalf,

but we work with what we've got
out here in the field.

You may be seated.

And you may be absolutely brief;
I just got off a red eye.

Your Honor, the defense lists
Staff Sergeant Phoebe Day

as a character witness.

She's a member of Lieutenant
Carter's female engagement team.

We'd like to start with her.

And is Staff Sergeant Day available?

She is, Your Honor.

And, um... if it pleases the court,

the defense would like to see
the lieutenant colonel's eyes.

Helps us track how we're doing.

I forgot I had these on.

And it does, Captain Dobbins...
please the court.

That's more like it, Your Honor.

That's right.

Captain Sarbani was a bully
and a petty tyrant.

I said all of this in my interview.

Does the government plan
to cover any new territory?

We do, Major Ferry, we do.

For our exam of Staff Sergeant Day,

I'll be discussing the NCIS report.

Do you have a copy, Your Honor?

You were in the chow hall
with Lieutenant Carter

right before she went to Sarbani's room?

Before she was summoned there, yes.

Did you see her get summoned?

No.

If I could direct your attention
to the section that

discusses the door
to Captain Sarbani's quarters.

There was damage to the lock
on Captain Sarbani's door.

Someone went at it with a knife.

What would you say
if I told you that the notches

on the lock are a match for
Lieutenant Carter's Ka-Bar?

Objection, what does that even mean?

There must be a thousand Ka-Bars

in Camp Habibi. They all "match."

Lieutenant Carter's Ka-Bar
is scratched up

and has a unique protective
coating that matches

the flakes that were found on the lock.

Does counsel need to
brush up on the meaning

- of the word "unique"?
- And the word "match"?

Per custom, I'll make note

of the objections for my report,

but not rule on them here.

- Carry on.
- There's no evidence

that the lieutenant was summoned
to Sarbani's quarters,

is there?

Could be, she broke into it.
She, in fact, was the aggressor.

- Objection, counsel is speculating.
- So noted.

I'm just trying to make sense
of the evidence.

She forced the lock, shot
the captain multiple times...

Zandra is not a killer.

Then what is she?

Phoebe, don't...

She is a hero.

She broke into Sarbani's room.

She did, but she...

she did it to rescue somebody.

She did it to save the boy.

I'm sorry, uh...

what boy?

He lives in the village.

Zandra didn't...

Lieutenant Carter
didn't want me to say anything

in case it made him a target
for retribution.

Captain Sarbani had the boy in his room.

He was using him for bacha bazi.

I'm sorry, what is bacha bazi?

It's something that happens here.

In rural areas, mostly. Boys are sold.

Or captured.

They're used for pleasure.

Zandra killed Captain Sarbani,

but she did it to save a child...

from being abused.

Bacha bazi is an old... tribal practice.

It's illegal now,

but still practiced in a few places.

Powerful men... tribal warlords,

military commanders,
that sort of thing...

they take poor boys as slaves.

They say it's for entertainment,

to dance at their gatherings.

Like geishas.

But sex is always part of it.

He's a status symbol, sir.

How?

They snatch the boys off the streets.

They trade them back and forth.

Some try to leave...

some get killed.

- Bless you. I have some medicine.
- Thanks, but I think

it's allergies, I don't get colds.

The boy from the other night,

how did you know he was
in Captain Sarbani's room?

Some of the local women
told us that he...

had taken some of their boys before.

Our translator...

she knew what we were doing.

She told us he had taken another kid.

We have to find him; he needs to testify.

I'm sure he's hiding
from Sarbani's tribe.

Can you give us a description?

- I barely saw him.
- Lieutenant Carter,

we can only argue self-defense
if we can prove

that you broke in to save him
from imminent harm.

Staff Sergeant Day,
she drove the kid off the base.

- She would know better than me.
- And what about

the other boys Sarbani took?
Where can we find them?

Bet everything I have
that those kids are dead.

Anything you could tell us

about that kid would be a huge help.

It would be impossible
for me to police this area

without men like Captain Sarbani.

The main reason
we can live and breathe here

without paying kickbacks
to the Taliban...

it was due to him.

He was assaulting children.

You must understand...

every time a poor child
stumbled upon an IED,

the villages would blame Sarbani

or some supposed warlord.

Cry "bacha bazi."

Tribal feuds run deep here.

Go back hundreds of years.

Each side makes wild allegations
against the other.

And Sarbani's family...

they did well.

People get jealous.

There was a child
in Captain Sarbani's room.

Two Marines saw him.

In my opinion,

the Lioness grew too close
to the village women.

Their vendettas became her vendettas.

Maybe there was a boy with Sarbani.

But for bacha bazi?

I don't believe it.

Today's video takes us

to America's heartland, where
the famed Gateway to the West

presides over the city
of St. Louis, Missouri.

Why the St. Louis Arch, you might ask?

Well, why not?

I make dozens of these videos,
and figured I'd shake it up.

- Bless you.
- Thank you.

We headed back out with
that sketch tomorrow?

Two teams, same as today.

Should be productive.

The one thing everyone
in this country agrees on

is that they don't want us
to find this kid.

The Arch, you may be interested to learn,

was designed by Eero Saarinen in 1947,

but construction didn't begin until 1963.

Oh, you're not interested in that? Okay.

Well, then I guess it's pill time.

Bottoms up.

Everything good there?

Sure.

If we're having these forced sleepovers,

might as well bond.

Or sleep.

He's sick.

Delusional disorder.

I worry about him.

If he doesn't take those pills,

he thinks that people are watching him.

You can show him that's not
true, you can prove it to him,

but he still believes it.

Sometimes I think that I should
tell someone Matty's got...

...issues.

I mean, if you're going to vote for him,

you should know, right?

He would hate me if I did that.

He's sick.

I worry.

No, I cannot do an
11:00 a.m. appointment.

These sessions have to be over

by the time I report for duty.

Yes, duty.

I am in the Marine Corps.

No, I-I have never done therapy before.

Not of any kind, no.

Thank you.

He's asleep.

Try to be quiet in there, okay?

He's doing great, but these sessions

are tough; he needs to rest up.

I'll work in the lobby.

Uh, Miss Cruz, my husband told you

he was bringing in a private therapist?

I hope that's not offensive.

We appreciate everything you're doing.

It's fine.

And you don't have to
call me "Miss Cruz."

Will it help? Does Adam need it?

Does a restaurant need two
chefs? Look, I get it.

You guys want to feel like
you're doing something.

It's my husband.

Let me know if it gets in the way.

Can I ask you something?

You keep saying "husband."

We're separated.

That's why the therapy.

Well, is that what you want? Therapy?

Asa believes in perpetual motion.

It soothes his anxiety about the world.

Well, not that you asked,

but we're better at this than they are.

Men.

You take care of yourself,
and let Asa do Asa.

Val?

What's gonna happen to my son?

Some fight.

Some never come all the way back.

It's too soon to tell
which way Adam's gonna go.

Good morning, Captain Abraham.

Rami?

Am I dreaming?

Do I often appear in your dreams, sir?

Usually wearing something different.

How are... Why...

Captain Dobbins requested me
on a temporary detail.

I'm from a Muslim culture;
she thinks I'll be useful

- interviewing locals.
- Rami!

I could hug you.

- Rami!
- Oh...

Thank you. Yes, ma'am. Uh...

Good to see the both of you, too.

Pleasure, as always, Mr. Ahmadi.

You good to head out on interviews,

or you need some rack time?

Respectfully, sir, I'm not sure

we need to head anywhere.

In Staff Sergeant Day's statement,

she described the boy as wearing a shirt

with the logo of a local soccer club.

Before I flew, I asked a couple of MPs

to keep a discreet eye
on their training field.

Rami, the kid's in hiding;

he's not going to soccer practice.

I hate to be a contrarian, ma'am,

- but he was there this morning.
- What?

The Taliban used to control this region,

and they banned the game.

Now, no one misses practice.

Would you like to interview your witness?

All rise.

I understand there have
been some developments.

Permission to approach
the bench, Your Honor.

I noticed you didn't have

a gavel, ma'am.

I went to the mechanic's
depot last night.

They gave me these.

I had them stencil your name
onto the side of the hammer.

This is just amazing, Lieutenant

I don't believe I've had the pleasure

of having you in my courtroom

prior to this case.

First Lieutenant Harper Li.

I look forward to learning from you.

I heard you won a Bronze Star, Marine.

I'm sure you've got plenty to teach me.

Your Honor, after we tracked
down Zaram Gulwal,

his parents agreed to a one-time

question and answer session.

We can record him,
but he won't be available

to testify at court-martial.

I went with the captain to his room.

He hired me to sweep up and
serve milk tea to people.

After they left,
the lady Marine broke in.

I couldn't see most of her face,

but she talked like a girl.

She aimed her gun at the captain

and yelled at me to go.

To go home. So I did.

And... did Captain Sarbani harm you?

No.

I know these are
uncomfortable questions, Zaram,

but we need you to tell us the truth.

Did Captain Sarbani

touch you at all or

even threaten you in any way?

No, he did not.

Lieutenant Carter
obviously made a mistake.

There was no abuse going on
in Sarbani's quarters.

Assuming that kid was
even telling the truth,

there was no abuse happening yet.

So your defense hinges on
accusing a 12-year-old of lying?

We kicked law enforcement
back to the Afghans

when we transferred this base to them.

This is exactly why
Marines have no business

interfering in a local matter.

So that's the government's
position, is it?

That the sexual abuse

of a 12-year-old boy is a "local matter"?

Please don't make me dismantle
your client on the stand.

Lieutenant Li, offer our
colleagues a way out.

Involuntary manslaughter, ten years.

Good night, nurse.

Turn it off, and turn it back on again.

I did that already, it's fine.

There's no update from this morning.

You can all save your breath.

We are not making a deal.

So, suicide mission. That's a choice.

If Lieutenant Carter was
protecting Zaram Gulwal

from imminent harm, then
her actions were justified.

I can drive a truck
through the word "imminent."

Go ahead and do it.
You'll be standing up on behalf

of ritualized abuse, but it's a choice.

Yeah, on that note, I think we
all could use a little rest.

Harper, you good if I call lights out?

- What? Uh, yeah.
- Cool.

I just thought you might want
to polish your Bronze Star.

Would you take some
cold medicine already?

I don't get colds.

How's that been going,
Harper? The Bronze Star?

People treating you different
now that you put on

your combat "V"?

I don't know. Too soon to say, I guess.

Anyone wearing a uniform, they're cool.

They notice, but, you know, it's fine.

My family, though, Bard,
they're freaking out.

It's like they thought we had
some sort of unspoken agreement

that I could wear
the uniform for a while,

and, I don't know, they'd indulge me,

but actual fighting,

killing, dying...

That's outside the terms
of the arrangement.

Getting a lot of questions
all of a sudden.

Different ways of asking the same thing:

when am I coming back to my real life?

Thanks for doing this.

Good morning.

I'm Dr. Keane.

Let's dive in.

My clients tend to have
a goal-oriented approach.

That can work,
but the process is open-ended,

and, uh, you have to commit to that.

So, how are you both?

We're not good. Our son lost his leg.

And we are picking up the pieces.

No, that's not even right. We're looking

at the pieces on the ground.

This is not the life
he expected, or we expected.

There's always a risk
that something like this

will happen; everybody knows that.

But when it actually does happen...

it just...

I'm not doing this.

- Glenn...
- Asa,

my son is in the hospital.

Half my staff is in Afghanistan.

- This is not where I want to be.
- This is not about what we want.

You're trying to write a story
that I don't want to be in.

This is not gonna get us back together.

Right now, you and I,
we are perfectly equipped

to give our son all the support he needs.

This is something else. This is...

It's not where I want to be.

Captain Abraham's a killer on cross,

so we want to avoid
putting you on the stand.

That's why we need to convince the panel

that Captain Sarbani had
that boy in his room

for bacha bazi.

All rise.

But the boy said he wasn't harmed.

We get paid to argue our way
around obstacles like that.

Good morning, one and all,

and welcome.

Does the government have
an opening statement?

"Imminent harm."

Imminent harm.

Imminent harm, imminent harm,

imminent harm.

You're gonna be hearing those words a lot

from my colleagues with the defense.

I promise you,
you'll be sick of the phrase

by the time we're done here.

I just figured I'd give us
all a head start.

In this case, they're gonna
ask you to apply that concept

to a cut-and-dried case of murder.

Lieutenant Zandra Carter broke into

Pamir Sarbani's quarters
and shot him to death.

That's all you really need
to remember here.

I did investigate the claims

about the woman
Captain Sarbani allegedly beat.

They both denied it.

No further questions.

Chief Shilmani, are there reasons

that the husband and wife
that you mentioned

- might have lied about the beating?
- Objection. Irrelevant.

Sustained.

Are you from the same
tribe as Captain Sarbani?

- Objection. Irrelevant, again.
- Sustained.

Isn't it true that you never
forwarded for prosecution

several allegations of child abduction

made by the villagers
against Captain Sarbani?

Objection, Your Honor. Hearsay.

- Misleading, and highly prejudicial.
- Sustained.

- May we approach the bench, Your Honor?
- Yes, may we?

It's not much of a bench, but sure.

The defense is introducing
unsubstantiated crimes

of the victim, i.e. false rumors
to confuse the panel,

make them think that Captain
Sarbani deserved to be killed.

We have evidence that Captain Sarbani

routinely engaged in bacha bazi.

Other children last seen with
the captain have disappeared.

The victim had no prior convictions,

and where's the evidence
Zaram was kidnapped?

He said himself he was in no danger.
His father confirmed it.

Your Honor, once you hear
from our witnesses,

you'll see how depraved
Captain Sarbani was,

and why it's essential we question

the police chief
on those prior allegations.

The defense's witness list
is riddled with proven liars

- and Taliban sympathizers.
- I reject that vehemently.

Enough.

We are here to judge Lieutenant
Carter's guilt, not the victim's.

And we're not gonna litigate tribal feuds

or put the police chief on trial.

I'm siding with the government.

Defense counsel cannot admit any
unproven crimes of the victim,

through witnesses or otherwise.

Is everything okay?

We may need you to testify after all.

We know it's risky, Zandra, but the judge

isn't going to let the village speak.

You need to be their voice.

I didn't plan to kill Captain Sarbani.

I wouldn't have, either, or harmed him

or even thrown a harsh look
in his general direction.

He reached for his weapon.

I engaged, just like I'm trained to do.

My only concern was
for the safety of Zaram Gulwal.

The boy you rescued from imminent harm?

That's right.

That's a compelling story, Lieutenant.

Especially the part where
you used the victim's own gun,

but just happened to be wearing gloves.

- Objection. What's the question?
- Sustained.

You said you wanted to protect the boy,

but according to his own words,
he didn't need protecting.

Did you make a mistake?

He didn't understand the
situation, the danger he was in.

Was the boy beaten, bruised, crying?

No, but he looked terrified.

Well, you-you might, too,

if an armed Marine broke into the room.

I-I meant Sarbani. Uh...

I believed he was scared

of Sarbani.

Did you just say "believed"?

Marines are held to a stricter
standard. You know that, right?

Objection. The lieutenant's knowledge

of the Code is irrelevant.

Overruled, but get to the point.

The point, Judge Jette:
there may be jurisdictions

where a belief

in imminent harm is enough to get you off

for defending another person,
but the UCMJ requires

actual imminent harm
for that defense to work,

not just a belief in it.

The boy wasn't actually
in need of rescuing, was he?

No, I-I... Yes, he was.

Was he being harmed at that moment?

Did you see anything

to indicate he was about to be harmed?

Never mind what you thought.

Did you see anything?

No.

Then the boy wasn't
in danger of imminent harm,

you just believed he was.

That's it? We hit the rack,
no one says a word?

You feel good about what happened today?

Lieutenant Li and I had an excellent day

in court, if that's what you're asking.

We all saw you nuke Lieutenant
Carter on the stand today.

I'm asking you if you feel good about it.

- You're not answering.
- I did my job today.

Yes, you did. You applied

the Uniform Code in a country
where witnesses get murdered

for so much as showing up in court.

I'm well aware that our
allies do terrible things.

I did two deployments at this base,

and I got hauled in on
a stretcher maybe a few yards

from where you're sitting.

That kid needs to testify.

We can help him. We offer
protection to the locals.

Protection?

These grudges last for years.

- Harper?
- Yes, sir?

I feel like I'm the only one

carrying water for the prosecution.

We're gonna win the case.

But do we know what happened
between Captain Sarbani

and that kid?

If this kid was kidnapped
and raped, I need to hear it.

It doesn't have to be in open
court, but someone who I believe

needs to tell me that
this bacha bazi thing is true.

Rami? What's the time?

It's 0330, sir.
Major Ferry and Captain Dobbins

asked me to wake you and Lieutenant Li.

- Why?
- They want to take you somewhere.

What's going on?

We're driving into the village.

Abe wants to hear from someone who knows

say that Zaram Gulwal's
being abused, right?

We figured the kid's mother might have

a point of view
on the practice of bacha bazi.

We don't have much time.

Benesh had to sneak out of her
house in order to talk to us.

Her husband doesn't know where she is.

We are a poor family from a poor tribe.

We were blessed with children...

but Mukhtar, my husband...

...he works, but there
isn't enough for all of us.

There's never enough.

Men here...

when they can't provide...

...there is sometimes a way
to make the burden less.

Bacha bazi.

I begged Mukhtar to find another way.

I cried.

But I'm only a woman.

My husband sold our son
into Captain Sarbani's service.

Please forgive him.

Forgive us.

Good?

You're way more flexible than that.

I'm really not.

I always half-assed

the stretching part of every warm-up.

Not any more. You need
strength and flexibility

in both legs to prevent contractures.

"Both legs."

That's a leg.

It's not a whole leg, but it's a leg.

You treat it like it's not there,

the soft tissue's gonna contract forever

and you'll need a walker
before you're 30.

Is that what you want?

No, ma'am.

You don't need to call me "ma'am."

But what you do need to do
is exactly what I say

exactly when I tell you
to do it. You do that,

I give you your life back.

Sound like a good deal?

It sounded better before you did that.

How's he doing?

The fog's lifting.

He's gonna fight.

All rise.

Let's get right to it, shall we?

The defense calls
Staff Sergeant Phoebe Day.

Your Honor, the government
has lost confidence in its case.

I beg your pardon?

Certain realities presented
themselves overnight.

In light of them,

the government can
no longer argue in good faith

for Lieutenant Carter's conviction.

We're no longer pursuing charges.

You're free to go, Lieutenant Carter.

Oh, my God.

Thank you. Uh...

Congratulations, Lieutenant.

I brought you this.

I know you said
you don't get colds, but...

would you just do me
a favor and take this?

All right, fine. Thank you.

Ah...

I had a plan,

to recreate the entire beginning
of Raiders of the Lost Ark

with these guys,

except my hero was looking for my meds.

Where's Rami?

He knew we were leaving.

We need to be airborne before

the base commander catches up with me.

John Abraham, always
one step ahead of a reaming.

Supposedly, he's furious.

Sarbani was a well-connected guy.

Anyway, kid, it's late.

Here are the psychotropic meds.

Cold medicine.

My brother's been taking cold medicine.

What's with the phone? We got to leave.

Just be quiet for a second...

sir. It's for you,

Major Ferry.

Hello? Nona. Everything okay?

Oh, my God.

Are you sure?

Oh, my God. We're having a baby.

Shh...

Baby, it is happening.
We are having a baby.

Okay. I'll see you soon.

I love you, too. Good-bye.