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[Bosun's mate]
Captain, debris field

2,000 yards off
the starboard bow.

[Captain] Huh. Whatever it was,
there's a survivor.

There's a person out there.

Bosun, is there a Coast Guard
cutter in the vicinity?

-Negative, sir.
-I have the con.

Right standard rudder.

Steady on course 165.

All engines ahead two-thirds.

"Right standard rudder,
steady on course 165.

All engines ahead
two-thirds," aye.

Very well. Sir, that will put
inside Cuban territorial waters.

Understood.

[man]
Steady on course 165, sir.

Sir, we have visitors
off the port bow.

Cuban PTG approaching
at high speed.

They're heading for us, sir.

I don't think they see
the survivor.

Signal bridge,
tell them to stand clear.

No response, sir.

Second message.

[woman over radio] Bridge, CIC.
Approaching vessel has

fire-control radar
in high PRF track mode.

Captain, they're
looking to rumble.

This the Captain.

Train the main battery
on the PTG.

Sound General Quarters.

"Sound General Quarters," aye.

[man over radio] General
Quarters, General Quarters.

All hands, man battle stations.

[theme song playing]

Such amazing news.
You have a little brother.

Someone you can trust
and confide in, beat up.

-[chuckles]
-That's great.

I don't know
how great my mother's

going to think it is.

When are you going
to tell her?

I don't know if I am.

It could only hurt her.

Oh, don't you think
she has a right to know?

You know, enough
of me talking about me.

Let's talk about you.

Did you miss me?

[chuckles]

-Yes.
-Mm-hmm.

In between periods
of hating you

for leaving me
to go to destinations

that I can't even
pronounce.

I could make it up to you.

Okay.

[both chuckle]

You can be the barbarian,
I'll be the milkmaid.

-[both chuckle]
-[phone ringing]

-Hello.
-[Chegwidden] Commander,

grab your gear and be
in my office in an hour.

I'm sending you and Lieutenant
Roberts ASAP to the Caribbean.

Got an investigation of an
alleged act of aggression

-against a Cuban naval vessel.
-Uh, sir...

Oh, I'm sorry.
You just got back from Russia.

-Have you slept yet?
-No, sir.

Well, make it
an hour and a half.

Yes, sir.

This destination
you can pronounce.

[sighs]

[knocking]

You look like Maxwell Smart.

[laughs]

I figured since you
only spend time with spies ,

I thought I'd
give it a shot.

Well, come in and kiss me.

It works.

[barking]

Hey, mate, how are you?

Works a little too well,
I think.

Thanks for taking
care of him.

-My pleasure.
-And for putting up
with all that nonsense

that happened
before I left.

I know that you
felt left out.

It's a new day, Sarah.

And I've got you apologizing.

-Life is good.
-[both chuckle]

I found a beauty place
down at Rock Creek Park.

I've already moved in.

That was fast.

I only had two criteria:

a great view

and room for king-sized bed.

What are your plans
for tomorrow?

I'm spending the day
with my boyfriend.

Good 'cause he's taking you
to a brunch

being held in his honor
by the boss of his new firm.

Oh.

I really need you there, Sarah.

Then I'll be there.

[military chatter over speaker]

Welcome to the Dace,
gentlemen.

That Cuba
off your stern, X.O.?

We've got Cuba up
our stern, Commander.

That's why you're here.

As soon as we
showed them our 76

they showed us
their wake.

We went by, picked
up the refugee

returned to
international waters

and notified
the chain of command.

And apparently, it made it
all the way up to SecNav.

A Cuban official
with a very loud voice

-delivered that message.
-They lit us up, Commander.

My book tells me
to go to General Quarters.

We read the same book, sir.

Good. Are we done?

Not quite, sir.

Oh. It's not like
I don't have the time.

We're steaming
around here in circles.

This is going to be
the longest transit time

from Gitmo to Key West
in recorded history.

Could you tell us
when you first saw

the Cuban vessel, sir?

As we were
approaching the girl.

Radar didn't pick
them up before, sir?

They had just
turned the point.

They make an attempt
at a rescue, sir?

We don't think
they saw her.

They were more interested
in spanking us

for being in their back yard.

According to the deck log,

you were half a mile in, sir.

On the assumption
that the Right of Assistance
Entry would protect my six.

Did you attempt to signal
the Cuban vessel about the girl?

There was no time for that.

You signaled them to back off,
though, Captain. Twice.

We were in the middle
of the rescue.

What would you be implying
with this line of questioning?

Just trying to determine
the intent of both parties, sir.

Can you tell me where I stand?

Well, sir, we still have
follow up with your subordinates
and talk to the girl

but you seem to be
on solid ground.

About the girl...

how long can I grant her
a temporary refuge?

Until the INS arrives, sir,

and determine
her immigration status.

They're on their way.

She has less than
24 hours of freedom

before they send her back.

How do you know
they'll send her back, sir?

Her feet are wet, Lieutenant.

They never touched U.S. soil.

She and Elian can grow up
in tyranny together.

[Crozier]
Think of it this way.

You spot a cat stranded
in your neighbor's tree.

You don't see anyone around,

so you climb the fence
to rescue the cat.

Just then, your
neighbor appears,

but instead of thanking
you for the good deed,

he threatens you
with a shotgun.

Is that the way
you saw it, sir?

That's the way it
happened, Lieutenant.

The Captain
made us proud.

After what we've
seen go down,

it couldn't been
handled better.

What have you
seen, Commander?

The Coast Guard intercepts
boats every week out here.

We've witnessed refugees
swallow rat poison

and threaten
to immolate themselves

rather than be sent back.

Picking up the girl and
backing off that boat

meant a lot to us.

You do realize
she's feet wet, X.O.?

Asylum's unlikely.

Does the Captain
know that?

He's the one that told us.

[exhales] It's got to
be hard for him.

Why's that?

He's Cuban-American.

Hates Castro.

Sickbay's third hatch
on the right, gentlemen.

Thanks.

So, what am I thinking,
Lieutenant?

You're wondering, sir,
if Captain Berroa

backed down
the Cuban vessel

in order to
pick up the girl

before they spotted her.

Yeah, and am I thinking
that's an issue?

Well, not
a legal one, sir.

The girl's life was
in immediate danger.

The captain was obligated
under international law

to effect a rescue,

and temporary refuge
is appropriate

under Naval Regulation
Article 0-9-3-9.

The interference
of the Cuban vessel

appears immaterial.

What's my opinion
of the Captain?

That I couldn't
tell you, sir.

I respect him,

'cause he's clever enough
to stay true to his principles

without breaking the rules.

[groans loudly]

Should have got
that one, sir.

As you were.

I'm Commander Rabb.
This is Lieutenant Roberts.

We're with JAG.

Petty officers Tippit
and Montanez, sir.

I'm acting Senior Corpsman

while the chief
is on emergency leave.

I've been
assigned to be

the girl's
interpreter, sir.

Good. How is she?

Not bad, sir, considering
what she's been through.

I'm keeping a close
watch for pneumonia.

What's her name?

Reynalda Montilla, sir.

"Reynalda."

Is she aware
of what's going on?

Pretty much, sir.

What has she
told you so far?

It was she and her father
in a 12-foot skiff, sir.

They were trying to make it
to relatives in Miami.

They sank in total darkness
11 miles out.

Her father took off his pants,
tied off the openings,

and blew air into them
so she could use them

as a flotation device.

Twenty minutes later,
he was gone.

She spent the rest
of the night

being poked by sharks.

Where's the mother?

She died when the girl
was three, sir.

Is Reynalda up
for answering a few questions?

[speaks Spanish]

Great.

Ask her which ship
she saw first--

the American frigate
or the Cuban patrol boat.

[speaks Spanish]

-Americano.
-The Dace, sir.

[speaks Spanish]

She wants to know
if you're going

to take her
to the U.S., sir.

[Bosun]
JAG on the bridge.

[Pilot]
Pine Tree, this Greenfield 24.

This is Pine Tree.
State your purpose.

Request permission to land and
off-load INS representative.

Sir?

Permission denied.

Send them back, X.O.

[Crozier] Greenfield 2-4.
This is Pine Tree.

Permission denied.

[Pilot] Pine Tree,

Greenfield 2-4
requests clarification.

Captain, may we have
a word in private, Sir?

X.O., it's your bridge.

Aye, aye, sir.

Greenfield 2-4,
this is Pine Tree.

Continue in the hover pattern.

I waved her off, Commander

because there is no need
for the INS aboard this vessel.

I am personally delivering
Reynalda Mantilla

to the United States
where she belongs.

Captain...

Sir, I am obligated
to inform you

that if you continue on
the stated course...

Under what article
of the UCMJ,

would I be subject
to court-martial?

Article 92, Sir--
violating general orders

and willful
dereliction of duty.

And can you tell me

what naval regulations
guarantee the right

to seek freedom
from political oppression.

None.

That's why I'm doing this.

Captain, is this really
the way you want to end
your naval career?

On principle? Yes.

Sir, what if I told you
there may be another way?

Reynalda has said she
has family in Miami, Sir.

The INS could determine
that since her father is dead,

she's better off
in the U.S. with them.

And if they determine otherwise?

Captain, I'm not selling
insurance, just reason.

[Rabb] Well, Sir,
the Lieutenant and I believe

that Captain Berroa
acted in accordance

with the Standing Rules
of Engagement

when he trained his gun
on the Cuban vessel.

Yeah, but Cuba is claiming
that we were the aggressor.

Well, they would be wrong, Sir.

Senior officers aboard ship
and the refugee herself

back up the Captain's account.

Well, SECNAV got a 3:00 a.m.
call from the President.

He's having
Elian Gonzalez nightmares

and doesn't want that girl
anywhere near U.S. soil.

Is he making this
our issue, Sir?

Mine. Keep me apprised.

Will do, Admiral.

Sir, may I ask
why you didn't tell him

about the helicopter incident?

Because Captain Berroa
reversed his decision,
Lieutenant.

So you're just going
to let him slide, Sir?

I'll watch and wait.

Hey, Mic, mighty good
to see you.

[overlapping chatter]

Did you see the Bentley
parked in the driveway?

I couldn't see it
over that lady's diamond.

How does she keep her arm
from falling asleep?

-You all right?
-Sure.

So what do you say we
start with the person who
bought her the diamond?

Why not?

-There he is.
-Larry.

Lieutenant Colonel
Sarah MacKenzie.

Sarah, Larry Kaliski

senior partner
of Ryan, Price, and Segel.

My pleasure.

[laughing]
Well, I have to say

that when Mic told me
you were a Marine JAG

I expected John Wayne
in a dress.

[laughing]

-You looking for a job?
-No.

Mm. Mind if I take
him away for a second?

I'm not his boss, you are.

Oh, you're verygood.

Come on.

I'll be right back.
[laughing]

[sighs]

Take a look over there...

[clears throat]

-Am I wrong?
-Hell of a nice package, Mic.

Yeah, she is!

[military chatter over radio]

I'll talk to the girl.

But outside of proof
of persecution

or a serious
medical condition,

I see no INS precedent
for granting her asylum.

So you'll be sending
her back, ma'am?

According to the U.S. Interests
Section in Havana

she has relatives
in Cuba

who have the means
to care for her.

That's good
enough for us.

But if she had set foot
on U.S. soil...

She could've
applied for asylum

under the Cuban
Adjustment Act.

Well, why didn't that
work for Elian Gonzalez?

He's six, and not considered
old enough

to understand the implication
of his choice.

Reynalda's 13.

A Circuit Court
of Appeals ruling

determined that a
12-year-old Russian boy

was capable of making such
decisions in his own interests.

And she can't take advantage of
that, because she's feet wet.

I admit that it all seems
arbitrary, Lieutenant

but when a refugee
is desperate enough,

they generally
find a way.

[speaking Spanish]

[crying]

I think that
went pretty well.

Were you talking about me
to Larry Kaliski?

-Yeah. He likes you.
-In what way?

He thinks you're
the complete package:

Sharp, smart and sexy.

-He's not wrong. You are.
-Is that why you were gloating?

Gloating?! I have a right
to be proud of you, Sarah.

Mick, I came here
as a favor to you.

I came because I
had to, and you said
you wanted to be with me.

You knew how uncomfortable
I'd be.

Wait a minute!

This tape is about me.

Four hours when I didn't
have to pursue you

or excuse myself
while I spoke to
your colleagues...

or take care of your dog.

-I apologize for that.
-But that's how you see me.

A moon-faced admirer
who massages your ego

and helps you forget
your past.

-That is nottrue.
-Look...

I work for this man now.

This is a bloody good
opportunity,

and I'm not going
to jeopardize it

because of something
that happened to you

before I was in your life.

-Mic, you are wrong--
-Sarah...

Leave it. Get in the car.

[slams door]

Excuse me, Captain.

-At ease. How is she?
-Better, sir.

Petty Officer Montanez
is monitoring her condition.

What do you
think it is?

I'm not sure, sir.
There's no fever.

We purged her
of the seawater she ingested.

Could be parasites.
Hard to say.

What if it's something
more serious, like organ damage?

That requires testing equipment
more sophisticated

than what we have
on board, sir.

Ma'am?

It's my understanding
that INS

regularly admits refugees
to U.S. hospitals for treatment.

Under urgent
medical circumstances only.

Well, we have a girl
with stomach pains

and
no credible means of diagnosis.

[sighs]

When did these symptoms
first occur, Corpsman?

I was in the stockroom
at the time, sir.

The captain was with her
when it happened.

[Berroa] Is there anything
further?

-[corpsman] No, sir.
-Then that will be all.

Yes, sir.

Do you recall the time, Captain?

About 15 minutes
before you arrived.

I came down to see
how she was doing.

She was looking a little queasy,
but talkative, even animated.

Then, suddenly, she gripped
her stomach and collapsed

-on the floor.
-Mrs. Vitagliano,

if Reynalda were admitted
to a U.S. hospital

would she be
considered feet dry?

Yes, Commander.

Ma'am?

Your decision.

Can we get that helicopter back?

Commander...

I was expecting you.

Captain, I have a question
about the girl, sir.

You have a family?

No, sir.

I thought as much.

You and I are alike
in that way.

In a lot of ways,
in fact.

Captain, about
the girl, sir.

If I had started
a family,

Reynalda could've been
my daughter, Commander.

But, instead, she was
born under a system

where families
turn each other
into the police.

I'm aware of the conditions
in Cuba, sir.

Are you aware of what those
conditions do to the soul?

I know youare,
Captain.

You care what happens
to this girl?

Do you care about
naval regulations, sir?

Cite one for me, Commander.

"Personnel of the Department
of the Navy

shall neither directly
nor indirectly

invite persons to seek asylum
or temporary refuge."

You think I've done that.

You tell me, sir.

Well, I wanted to comfort her.

To let her know
that there were other Cubans

who had grown up
without blood families.

I did not suggest
she fake an illness.

Sir, I saw you wave off--

I break rules cleanly,
Commander.

If I do it, you know it.
I don't cheat.

-You want to tell me
what was going--
-Corpsman just called.

Reynalda's running a fever.

It's up to 102 and climbing.

You're welcome
to check for yourself.

[SecNav]
How the hell did this happen?

[Rabb on phone]
There's a loophole in the 1995
Cuban Migration Accord, sir.

That's not a loophole,
that's a black hole.

Anyone can fake
a stomachache.

The girl's sick,
Mr. Secretary.

Not half as sick
as the President's
going to be.

Well, sir, as I'm sure
the Admiral has indicated,

there's little we can do
to affect the outcome.

I can assure you,
though, sir,

her illness
does appear legitimate.

[alarm blaring]

Commander, is that
the General Alarm?

[Bos'un's Mate on P.A.]
General Quarters,
General Quarters.

All hands, man
your battle stations.

Yes, sir, the, uh, the bridge
is sounding General Quarters.

I'm going to have
to cut this short

We're manning
battle stations, sir.

Battle stations.

I'll order in lunch.

[Bo'sun's Mate]
JAG on the bridge.

She's on an
intercept course, sir.

They're back, Commander.

Let's make her eat our wake.
Engines ahead full.

[Mate] All engines
ahead full, aye.

Captain, those boats
are built for speed, sir.

You're not going to try
and outrun it, are you?

I'm going to run her
out of gas, Commander.

Captain, they're
signaling us.

"Orlando Mantilla...

alive in Cuba."

Who's Orlando Mantilla?

That would be the girl's father,
Lieutenant.

All engines stop!

[Mate] All engines
stop, aye.

[Berroa]
The State Department
confirms the message.

Orlando Mantilla was picked up
by a garbage scow

eight miles off Havana.

He's dehydrated,
but awake and lucid.

Has he made
a statement,
Captain?

He wants to be reunited
with his daughter.

[Vitagliano]
And he will be.

The girl appears
to be stable now,

and the INS doesn't
like to interfere

with the rights of
a non-abusive parent.

Ma'am, Reynalda needs treatment.

I would like to proceed
with the plan

to bring her to the hospital
at N.A.S. Key West.

And I don't think we should take
the Cubans at their word.

What are you suggesting?

That they've conscripted
some stand-in

for the real Orlando Mantilla?

Or that the real
Orland Mantilla

is being controlled
by Cuban officials.

Why would they have to force him
to ask for his daughter back?

I'm sure he wants to be
with her, Lieutenant

but in the United States where
they were originally headed.

He's in Cuba now, Captain.

[Crozier]
I agree with the skipper, ma'am.

If the Cuban government

is sincere about
uniting the two,

the can send
her father to us.

Loophole is closed, gentlemen.

This is not
Elian Gonzalez's father.

Orlando Mantilla
wants to be free.

Orland Mantilla
and his daughter are alive.

They should thank God
for their blessings
and try to immigrate legally.

[Berroa]
Cuban immigration to the U.S.
is far from automatic.

There's a lottery involved,

and authorities can delay
applications at will.

Captain,
you've stated your case.

Now, let me do my job.

First thing is you tell the girl
her father's alive.

Ma'am. Sir. May I suggest
that before we do anything,

we verify the existence
of the father

and the veracity
of these statements?

Fair enough.

Thank you,
Commander.

You may very well have given
that family a reprieve.

-[phone ringing]
- Hi, this is Sarah.

- Leave me a message,
and I'll call you back.
-[beep]

Sarah, it's Mic.

I was too angry to talk
about it in the car,

but I'm ready now.

I'm at 7811 Connecticut Avenue,
apartment 906.

-Mic, I'm sorry. I...
-[dial tone]

[sighing]

[hangs up phone]

You're fiddling,
Lieutenant.

What's up?

Sir, do you support
the Captain's position?

I support an
informed process, Bud.

This has nothing to
do with the Captain.

You've been awfully helpful
to him, sir.

It seems that way.

Sir, that's my point.

I'm not playing favorites.

Well, I'll bet you
the Captain thinks you are, sir.

[military chatter over radio]

It appears you were one step
ahead of us, Commander.

The Cuban government
just invited me to Havana

to interview
Orlando Mantilla.

I've suggested that
she be accompanied

by a representative of
the United States Navy.

[Vitagliano]
We'll hold off
telling Reynalda

-until we return.
-Well, that's a good idea,
ma'am.

Good luck.

I don't think
you understand.

The Captain suggested
you come with me.

[Berroa]
With blessings from the
Secretary of the Navy.

[sighs]

[announcer] This is a ZNN
Special Bulletin.

You are watching
a live video feed from Cuba

of President Fidel Castro
speaking with
what is assumed to be

an official
American delegation.

Although they won't
comment directly

on the nature of the visit,
Cuban authorities indicate

that the thawing
of U.S./Cuban military tensions

-might be forthcoming.
-Good God.

Hi.

Tiner wasn't at his desk,
so we just...

-Um...
-[TV shuts off]

Was it tonight?

7:00 sharp.

Not tomorrow.

Danny's out of town
tomorrow.

Oh. Well, I apologize.

Uh...
A.J. Chegwidden.

-I'm usually more appealing
without egg on my face.
-Oh, I understand.

Last semester, I pulled an
all-nighter for a poli-sci exam

and at breakfast, I
fell asleep in my omelet.

-[all chuckling]
-Well, it's great meeting you.

You know, your mother's told me
a lot about you.

Says you have good character.

You told him I
had good character?

Remember the time
your friend Troy

stole a bag full of army men
from a toy store

and you brought it back?

Well, yeah, it was
because I told him

to steal a model
of the Enterprise.

[all chuckling]

[door opens]

Good evening, Mr. Mantilla.
How are you feeling?

Estos son los
representantes de
los Estados Unidos

y quieren saber
como se siente.

Mucho mejor.

Aqui me estan cuidando bien.

He's better.

Says we're taking
good care of him.

Why isn't he in the hospital?

This is one of the
President's residences.

He thought Mr. Mantilla
could recover here in peace.

He's receiving
excellent medical attention.

Como esta Reynalda?

He is asking
about Reynalda.

She has a fever
and stomach cramps.

Tenia dolor
de estomago

pero ahora se siente mejor.

We plan to take her
to the United States

for treatment.

Los doctores del barco
la estan cuidando muy bien.

Can we speak
with Mr. Mantilla privately?

You speak Spanish, Commander?

Well, I speak a few words,
two of which are
Estados Unidos,

-neither of which
did I hear you say.
-I don't understand.

[Vitagliano]
He's questioning
your translation skills.

May I suggest
that you improve them

or tell Mr. Mantilla
that his daughter

will be waiting for him
in our country.

Ask him what he did

after he escaped
and his boat capsized.

Que hizo cuando el barco
se volco?

Heche aire a mi pantalon

para que siquierra "float"
de Reynalda.

He blew air into his pants

so his daughter
would stay afloat.

Mi canse...

y agarri
nos siento de madera.

But he got tired

and grabbed onto
a wooden seat.

Que las olas

era tan grandes.

The waves were big.

No la puda retener.

And he couldn't hold onto her.

Soy tan stupido.

He says he's stupid.

Should I
let him know

what you're trying to tell him
about his daughter?

-Yes.
-Please.

Reynalda esta enferma.

Le iban a traerlos
Estados Unidos

para tratamiento.

Traera aqui ahorita.

Will they bring
Reynalda here?

Ask him if he would still
like to go

to the United States
with Reynalda.

Le gustaria ir
a los Estados Unidos con ella?

I'll answer that.

He has been offered
a good job here with more money.

Hmm. So, you're saying
that you won't let him leave.

I don't make those decisions.

Si Reynalda estuviera

revuelten Cuba conmigo...
estaya feliz.

He says he's happy to be in Cuba

as long as his daughter
is with him.

[Rabb]
These orders come straight from
the SECNAV himself, sir.

In accordance with
Orlando Mantilla's wishes,

Reynalda is to be returned
to him in Cuba.

We could send her back
on the PTG, Captain.

They duped you.

Sir?

As soon as Reynalda arrives and
is out of sight of the cameras,

-her father will be imprisoned.
-Captain,

the INS monitors
returned refugees

with the full cooperation
of the Cuban government.

Replace the word "cooperation"
with control, ma'am.

Captain,
we need to tell Reynalda

that her father is alive,
and he wants her back.

He may be alive, but he speaks
with Castro's tongue, Commander.

What the hell happened
to your objectivity?

Don't tell me Fidel bought you

with a Cohiba
and a television camera.

This is not a forum, Captain.

-You are under orders.
-Stand down, Commander.

I am the highest authority
on this ship

and the only one who's lived

under a Communist
dictatorship,

and if anyone here believes

that they have
a better understanding

into that world, speak up.

-Helmsman.
-Yes, sir?

Give me a heading
for Key West.

Aye, aye, sir.

We're going home.

[military chatter over radio]

[Vitagliano]
Captain.

Let me ask you something.

Why do you think
you have the right

to separate father
and child?

What gives youthe right
to bring them together

under totalitarian rule?

Father's wishes?

Even if we could believe
that to be true, ma'am,

they'd be selfish wishes.

If I were in his position,

I'd want her to live
under a free flag.

Do you have children,
Captain?

-No, I don't, Lieutenant.
-With all due respect, Sir,

I don't think you know
what you would do.

When my parents heard
the Cuban youth were
being sent to schools

in East Germany,

they put me on
a Pedro Pan
flight to Miami.

I was four and a half.

Emotional reasons aside,
Captain...

I can'tput them aside.

My father died in prison.

My mother had heart
failure at 38.

[man over radio]
Bridge, Radio Control.

We have the Secretary
of the Navy

and Judge Advocate General
for the Captain.

-Patch it up.
-Aye, aye, sir.

Mr. Secretary,
this is Captain Berroa

-of the U.S.S. Dace.
-[Secretary] Captain,

I have been informed
by N.A.S. Key West

that you're presently
on course to that facility.

[Berroa]
That's correct, Sir.

[Secretary] Your orders are
to head to Guantanamo.

[Berroa] I understand, Sir,
but I believe

that I have a greater duty
to act in the best interest

of the refugee.
Reynalda Mantilla
is running a high fever

and deserves the finest
medical care available.

It was always her father's
intention

that Reynalda reach
the United States.

And we are accommodating
those wishes.

Finally, most of the men
and women on this vessel
are alive today

because the United States
opened its arms
to their ancestors.

Reynalda Mantilla has been
denied the same privilege

because she wasn't lucky enough
to reach our shores...

Captain, I don't give a rat's--

Sir, before you continue,
I should advise you

this conversation is
being heard on the bridge.

You arrogant son of a--

Captain, A.J. Chegwidden
and Judge Advocate General.

I have to tell you that you're
in violation of a direct order

which can result
in court-martial, dismissal,

and hard labor at Leavenworth.

I can't obey the order, Sir.

Not in good conscience.

Hold on.

Mr. Secretary,
he's falling on his sword.

I advise you
to relieve him of duty.

-It should go through
the chain of command.
-Well, yes, Sir,

but by that time,
he'll be docking in Key West.

I would deal with it now,
while you have him on the line.

This is the Secretary
of the Navy speaking.

Is the X.O. on the bridge?

Yes, Sir, I'm here.

Your name and rank?

Commander William Crozier, Sir.

[Secretary]
Commander Crozier...

Stay on course.

Aye, Sir.

-This can't work, Captain.
-What, Commander?

Trying to prevent the Secretary
of the Navy from replacing you
with the X.O., Sir.

For all I know,
the Secretary was inviting

the Commander
to his birthday party.

Well, you'd be the only person
on this bridge

who believes that,
Captain.

-So be it.
-X.O., I advise you

to get the Secretary back
on the horn

and receive your orders.

Commander?

I heard you.

Commander, this is more than
an issue for Captain Berroa.

This is a crusade.

You may want to consider--
is it worth

your career taking a dive
for his principles?

You don't have to be Cuban
to agree with the Captain.

Just spend a day out here

watching refugees
being sent back.

I care what happens
to this girl.

Well, what about what
this girl feels and thinks?

She doesn't even know
her father's alive.

Sir, we need to tell her.

Don't complicate it
for her, Commander.

If she gives up
her freedom now,

she'll regret it
when she's older.

With all due respect, Sir,
that's speculative.

I need to be sure before putting
my career in jeopardy.

[Vitagliano]
Reynalda,

I represent the Immigration
and Naturalization Service.

Your father was found
alive at sea.

He was rescued
and brought to Havana.

[woman translating in Spanish]

[crying]
Esta en Cuba?

Yeah. We visited him,

and he told us that he wants us
to bring you to him.

Lo visitamos en Cuba y el
quiere que tu se revuelta.

Pero mi quiero ir
a Los Estados Unidos.

She says she wants to go
to the United States.

Well, ask her
if she realizes

that she'll be separated
from her father.

¿Tu entiendes que te estaria
separado de tu padre?

Yo voy a ver
a mi papa.

Juntos prometimos que si o
no nosotros lo que llegaron

a los Estados Unidos...

el otro se seia tratando
de lograrlo.

She believes
she'll see her father.

They had an agreement:

The one who made it
to the U.S. would stay.

The one who didn't
would keep trying.

Excuse me, Captain.

X.O., I have a flash
precedence message

from the Secretary
of the Navy.

I'll take that.

Captain...

Master-at-arms?

Yes, Sir.

Commander Crozier is
under arrest.

Confined to quarters
until further notice.

-Sir?
-That's an order.

Aye, aye, Sir.

Uh, what are you doing, Captain?

He's saving your
career, X.O.

by preventing you from
disobeying an order

to take control
of the ship.

If you're under arrest,

you can't answer
one way or the other.

Well, Sir, you have
what you want now.

I hope it's enough.

This is the Captain.

Inform radio to send this
message

to the U.S. organization
Cubana Americano.

"The American frigate,
the U.S.S. Stanley Dace

will be arriving in the morning
at N.A.S. Key West

with a rescued Cuban girl."

[man]
Aye, aye, sir.

[knocking on door]

[pop song playing quietly]

[Brumby]
Come in.

[sighs]

It's beautiful.

[sighs]

-So...
-I'm sorry.

I was being selfish
and insecure.

[sighs]

You did have the right
to expect more from me.

You're wrong
about how I think about you.

[sighs]

The truth is
that you challenge

in the best way

my preconceptions about men.

[sighs]

You were going to say
something?

I was going
to accuse you

of being selfish
and insecure.

Do you love me,
Sarah?

Yes.

Is that because
I love you?

It's because you areyou.

Are we okay?

What are you doing?

Adding another light.

Why?

To celebrate
another week of...

having each other
in our lives.

[Rabb] I had hoped to
appeal to reason, Captain.

[Berroa]
How reasonable
would you be

if your principles
were on the line?

Well, I wouldn't disobey
a direct order, Sir.

She's free. Doesn't that
mean anything to you?

To all of us, Captain.

That's never been
in question.

The Commander, the Lieutenant,
and myself, however

are driven by reason

you're not, and that's
where you stand alone.

Venga.

Captain Berroa.

I'm Rodney Conger with
the State Department.

Excuse us. Mate--

Captain...
I have orders

to put this girl
in a helicopter

and to send her
back to Cuba.

Once she touches the dock,
she'll be "feet dry."

Now, we will do this with
or without your cooperation.

Her father wants
her back, Sir.

Mr. Conger,
I'm Janet Vitagliano.

I'm from the I.N.S.

The girl's aware
of her father's decision,

but she wants to be here
nonetheless.

Now, she does have the right to
choose for herself based on...

The ruling from the Seventh
Circuit Court of Appeals.

We're in the 11th, ma'am.

I'm sorry, but this
order comes from the top.

The parents' wishes
are binding,

and you're overruled.

Not if the parent is
abusive.

I'm sorry?

Reynalda's father
put her out to sea

in a boat that was too small,

recklessly endangering
her safety.

He was trying to get her
to the U.S.

He almost killed her.

We have 200 witnesses

aboard this ship
who will attest to that.

That is not child abuse.

Leaving a child
alone in a car

for ten minutes
is child abuse, Mr. Conger.

What are the consequences
of these charges, ma'am?

-An I.N.S. hearing.
-Then I suggest

you take Reynalda into your
custody for processing.

I could do that.

If her father wants
to contest the charges,

he can come here and testify.

Okay, this is all
amusing, but...

Mr. Conger,

this has been a very long day.

Now shut up
and get out of our way.

Thank you both.

You're an annoying man,
Captain.

And you're welcome.

I knew you'd
step up when it
counted, Commander.

You see? We are alike.

The only difference is,
you're smarter.

Well, Sir,
I would take a moment.

It's going to be rough
from this point on, Captain.

Captain.

Mrs. Vitagliano,
it's been a pleasure, ma'am.

Well, Commander...
if I wasn't too old, too short,

too married...

[chuckles]
Never mind.

[laughing]

Cual paso, Reynalda.

[theme song playing]