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JAG "Pilot / A New Life: Part 1 & Part 2" Original Air Date on September 23, 1995

ANTONIO, ANDIAMO.

( speaking Italian)

ANDIAMO.

SI, PAPA.

PAPA!

( speaking Italian)

PAPA...

( speaking Italian)

( speaking Italian)

Man: CAG, Hawkeye. No-fly violators

vectoring on us

with hostile intent.

Engage and destroy.

ON OUR WAY.

CAG: What do we have, Lieutenant?

TWO TARGETS, CAG, 70 MILES.

CLOSE RATE 1,200 KNOTS.

LOOKS LIKE MIG-21s.

YOU HAVE THEM ON VIDEO?

NEGATIVE.

HOW DO YOU KNOW THEY'RE FISHBEDS?

EDUCATED GUESS, CAG.

PREVIOUS SERB NO-FLY VIOLATORS HAVE BEEN FISHBEDS.

WE DON'T GUESS IN THIS MAN'S NAVY, LIEUTENANT ARUTTI.

NO, SIR!

PHOENIX ARE FIRE AND FORGET.

YOU CAN SHOOT THEM ANY TIME, CAG.

DID I REQUEST A PHOENIX?

NO, SIR.

STRAND THEM DOWN.

BUT, SIR..!

IS YOUR INTERCOM MALFUNCTIONING?

NO, SIR.

PHOENIX STANDING DOWN.

WE'RE BEING PAINTED.

I HAVE EARS.

20 MILES. PICKING THEM UP ON VIDEO.

TWO FISHBEDS

ARMED WITH ATOLLS, SIR.

COMBAT SPREAD.

I'll take them both.

Cover my six.

ROGER THAT.

WE'RE TAKING THEM ON ALONE?!

YOU HAVE A PROBLEM WITH THAT, LIEUTENANT?

TEN MILES!

THEY'VE LOCKED ON!

YOU EVER BEEN IN KNIFE FIGHT?

MISSILES INBOUND!

WHERE'S THE OTHER BOGIE?

I...

I LOST HIM!

Bogie on your six, CAG.

HOW WE DOING. LIEUTENANT?

LIEUTENANT, ARE YOU WITH ME?

TO HELL AND BACK, SIR.

TO HELL AND BACK.

Arutti: Gear down.

135 on the glide path.

511 TOMCAT, BALL.

ROGER, BALL!

[applause]

Man: You're down and locked.

Hook down.

135 ON GLIDE PATH.

SUNSET 112, BALL.

Man: Roger, ball.

[applause]

CONGRATULATIONS, SIR.

I TAKE IT THE WORD IS OUT.

YOU BET.

CHIEF, IF I BAGGED A KLINGON

I BELIEVE YOU'D KNOW WHAT FLAG TO PAINT ON IT.

KLINGONS ARE EASY, SIR.

A ROMULAN WARSHIP...

THAT MIGHT BE A PROBLEM.

THEY'RE INVISIBLE.

( Cheering )

CONGRATULATIONS ON BUSTING YOUR CHERRY, LIEUTENANT.

I'M SORRY, MA'AM.

IT'S JUST A TERM WE USE

WHEN YOU GET YOUR FIRST KILL.

I'M FAMILIAR WITH THE TERM, CHIEF

AND I SUGGEST YOU COME UP

WITH SOMETHING MORE APPROPRIATE FOR TODAY'S NAVY.

YES, MA'AM.

SIR!

SIR, MAY I HAVE A WORD WITH YOU BEFORE DEBRIEFING?

YOU WANT TO KNOW WHY I DIDN'T USE THE PHOENIX.

Y-YES, SIR.

WHAT'S A PHOENIX MISSILE COST, LIEUTENANT?

A MILLION DOLLARS, SIR.

YOU THINK A COUPLE OF CAMEL JOCKEYS

ARE WORTH THAT KIND OF MONEY?

SERBS DON'T RIDE CAMELS, SIR.

THEY FLY LIKE THEY DO.

SIR, THAT DOESN'T EXPLAIN

WHY WE TOOK THEM ON ALONE.

I WANTED TO SEE IF YOU HAD THE GUTS FOR A KNIFE FIGHT

AND YOU DON'T.

THAT'S NOT FAIR, SIR.

WELL, HELL, I DON'T HAVE TO BE FAIR, LIEUTENANT.

I'M THE CAG.

WAY TO SMOKE 'EM, GIRL... UP CLOSE AND PERSONAL.

POW!

I DIDN'T SMOKE 'EM, PAINTER.

CAG DID.

DON'T BE GIVING THE CHAUFFEUR CREDIT.

WHY NOT? HE DESERVES IT.

HEY, ANGELA, YOU OKAY?

YEAH, I'M OKAY.

WHY WOULDN'T I BE?

YOU JUST MADE THE C TIME MAGAZINE.

I THOUGHT TIME? PLAYBOY.

MACE, YOU'RE SUCH A JERK.

SEE, THAT'S MORE LIKE IT.

YOU KNOW WHAT, PARD?

I THINK THE LADY WET HER PANTIES UP THERE.

ANGELA?

NO WAY, MAN.

SHE'S ICE.

YEAH, WELL, ICE MELTS WHEN IT GETS HOT.

Arutti: Phoenix are fire and forget.

You can shoot them any time, CAG.

CAG: Did I request a Phoenix?

No, sir.

Stand it down.

But, sir...

Is your intercom malfunctioning?

No, sir.

We're being painted.

I have ears.

20 miles. Picking them up on video.

Two Fishbeds armed with Atolls, sir.

Combat spread. I'll take them both.

We're taking them on alone?!

You have a problem with that?

Ten miles.

They've locked on.

You ever been in a knife fight, Arutti?

Missiles inbound!

( disco rhythm)

( yelling )

♪ WHERE CAN YOU FIND PLEASURE

♪ SEARCH THE WORLD FOR TREASURE ♪

♪ LEARN SCIENCE, TECHNOLOGY?

♪ WHERE CAN YOU BEGIN

YOUR TURN, RIPPER.

♪ TO MAKE YOUR DREAMS ALL COME TRUE ♪

♪ ON THE LAND OR ON THE SEA?

IN THE NAVY ♪

♪ YES, YOU CAN SAIL THE SEVEN SEAS ♪

IN THE NAVY ♪

♪ YES, YOU CAN PUT YOUR MIND AT EASE ♪

IN THE NAVY ♪

♪ COME ON NOW, PEOPLE, MAKE A STAND ♪

IN THE NAVY ♪

♪ CAN'T YOU SEE WE NEED A HAND? ♪

IN THE NAVY ♪

♪ COME ON, PROTECT THE MOTHERLAND ♪

IN THE NAVY ♪

COME ON.

♪ COME ON AND JOIN YOUR FELLOW MAN ♪

DON'T LET HER BEAT YOU!

DON'T LET HER!

IN THE NAVY ♪

♪ IN THE NAVY

IN THE NAVY ♪

THEY WANT YOU, EY WANT YOU ♪

THEY WANT YOU A NEW RECRUIT ♪

THAT'S THE THIRD BOTTLE OF JACK

YOU OWE ME THIS CRUISE.

♪ DON'T YOU WAIT TO ENTER THE RECRUITING OFFICE FAST ♪

♪ DON'T YOU HESITATE...

WHEN ARE YOU GOING TO GIVE UP?

NEVER.

CASSIE MAY BE RIPPED, BUT SHE STILL SQUATS

AND NO SQUATTER'S GOING TO OUT-PRESS ME.

WELL, THIS ONE DID.

GOT TO BE A TRICK.

MAYBE SHE WANTED IT MORE.

SHE'S ON ROIDS, KEETER.

THEY'D SHOW UP IN HER FLIGHT PHYSICAL.

YOU'RE SAYING THE FLIGHT SURGEON'S LOOKING THE OTHER WAY?

NAVY'D DO ANYTHING TO MAKE SQUATTERS LOOK GOOD.

THERE ARE LIMITS, RIP.

NO, THERE'S NOT.

HEY.

I JUST TOOK RIPPER FOR ANOTHER BOTTLE OF JACK.

WHY DO YOU DO IT?

IT'S GOING TO GET YOU MORE WAVE-OFFS.

A TV REPORTER'S COMING TO INTERVIEW YOU.

I DON'T WANT TO BE INTERVIEWED.

EVERYBODY IN WHEELING, WEST VIRGINIA

WILL SEE YOU ON THE TUBE, INCLUDING YOUR EX-BOYFRIEND.

I DON'T CARE ABOUT HIM.

MY FOLKS WORRY ENOUGH ABOUT ME.

WHY DON'T THEY INTERVIEW CAG?

THE ANCIENT MARINER?

THEY WANT THE FEMALE WARRIOR

WHO SMOKED TWO MIGS.

I DIDN'T SMOKE 'EM.

THE ANCIENT MARINER DID.

DAMMIT, ANGELA!

I CAN'T TAKE CREDIT FOR SOMETHING I DIDN'T DO.

YOU DIDN'T SCREW THE POOCH UP THERE, DID YOU?

NO.

WHAT'S THE PROBLEM?

I DON'T...

I DON'T WANT TO BE A BLURB ON THE EVENING NEWS.

UNTIL TODAY

THE ONLY FEMALE AVIATORS THE PRESS TALKED TO

WERE GETTING THEIR SIXES GRABBED AT TAILHOOK.

WE NEED BLURBS LIKE YOU.

I WON'T KNOW WHAT TO SAY.

OH, HELL, THAT'S EASY.

"WHAT'S IT LIKE BEING A WOMAN IN COMBAT?"

"IT'S THE SAME

AS BEING A MAN IN COMBAT."

"WEREN'T YOU FRIGHTENED?"

"I DIDN'T HAVE TIME TO BE FRIGHTENED, SIR."

DAMN NEAR WET MY PANTS.

I WOULDN'T SAY THAT.

IT'S THE TRUTH.

I WAS SO SCARED UP THERE, CASSIE.

SO? EVERY TIME I MAKE A NIGHT TRAP MY HEART'S IN MY THROAT.

FEAR CAN BE USEFUL.

IT SHARPENS THE SENSES, CAN GIVE YOU AN EDGE.

GIVES ME DOUBTS.

WHERE YOU GOING?

I GOT TO GET SOME AIR.

JUST AIR?

OH, ANGELA.

OH, GOD, I NEED YOU TONIGHT.

I'LL GET HER TOMORROW.

YOU'LL LOSE ANOTHER BOTTLE OF JACK.

YOU WANT TO BET?

( thunderclap )

WHAT?

NOTHING.

NOTHING.

NOTHING.

NOTHING.

NOTHING.

NOTHING.

Man: From the NBC studios in Burbank

The Tonight Show With Jay Leno.

( Audience applause )

Featuring Kevin Eubanks The Tonight ShowBa Band.

And now... Jay Leno!

This just in: one of the Navy F-14 Tomcats shot down

a couple of Serbian MIGs over Bosnia this afternoon.

The radar intercept officer in the Tomcat was a woman!

Boy. And you thought getting shot down

by a woman in a bar was bad.

Oh, my god.

YOU WATCHING THIS, TEDDY?

YES, SIR.

IF ADMIRAL DRAKE WERE SMART

HE'D MAKE THIS RIO MORE FAMOUS THAN AMELIA EARHART.

SHE'S MISSING, SIR.

ANYBODY TELL FDR?

SIR?

THAT AMELIA EARHART WAS MISSING?

OH! NO, SIR, SHE'S NOT MISSING.

I GUESS SHE IS MISSING, SIR.

BUT THAT'S NOT WHO I'M REFERRING TO.

I MEANT LIEUTENANT ARUTTI.

WHO'S LIEUTENANT ARUTTI?

THE FEMALE RIO THAT JAY LENO'S TALKING ABOUT?

SHE DISAPPEARED AT SEA LAST NIGHT.

THINK WE CAN LAY THIS OFF ON N.I.S.?

NOT AFTER READING THIS, SIR.

IT JUST CAME IN FROM CINC-MED.

DAMN.

WHO'S AVAILABLE?

CAPTAIN MORTON IS OUR SENIOR OFFICER IN NAPLES.

SEAHAWK WITHIN THE HOUR. HE CAN BE ON THE

AND IN A SPITTING CONTEST

WITH THE SHIP'S CAPTAIN TEN MINUTES LATER.

I WANT A JUNIOR OFFICER SO TH SEAHAWK'SSK SKIPPER

ISN'T INTIMIDATED BY AN INVESTIGATION.

YOU WANT TO TRUST THIS TO A JUNIOR OFFICER, SIR?

YOU WANT TO TAKE IT, TEDDY?

I THINK MY CURRENT DUTIES WOULD PRECLUDE

AN IMMEDIATE DEPARTURE, SIR.

YOU HAVE THE SURVIVAL INSTINCTS OF A POLITICIAN, TEDDY.

WHERE'S LIEUTENANT RABB?

UH, PROBABLY AT THE FRENCH EMBASSY, SIR.

IT'S BASTILLE DAY.

MOST OF OUR PEOPLE ATTEND THAT PARTY.

I WANT HIM ON A JET TO NAPLES IN 30 MINUTES.

AYE, AYE, SIR.

MAKE THAT 20 MINUTES.

YES, SIR.

AND, TEDDY?

SIR?

SEND A FEMALE J.G. WITH HIM.

FEMALE, SIR?

YES. I WANT A WOMAN ON THE TEAM

IN CASE WE HAVE TO FACE THE PRESS.

AND, TEDDY?

SIR?

MAKE SURE SHE'S EASY ON THE EYES, HUH?

YES, SIR.

Leno: This has got to be

very embarrassing for Bill Clinton and Dan Quayle.

Now women their daughters' age

have more combat experience than they do.

[laughing]

THERE SHE IS!

[laughing]

MY FIRST TIME ON A CARRIER.

YOU TOO?

THANK YOU.

OH.

WELCOME TO THE CARRIER, MA'AM.

THANK YOU.

[jet engine racing]

Man: LIEUTENANT RABB!

ENSIGN BUD ROBERTS, PUBLIC AFFAIRS OFFICER.

SKIPPER'S ASSIGNED ME TO BE YOUR ESCORT

ON BOARD SEAHAWK, SIR.

SOMETHING WRONG, ENSIGN?

NO, SIR.

THE SKIPPER REQUESTED YOU REPORT IMMEDIATELY

TO THE NAVIGATION BRIDGE.

IF YOU JUST STICK TO MY SIX...

THAT'S WHAT PILOTS CALL THEIR TAIL...

I'LL LEAD THE WAY.

ARE YOU A PILOT?

NO, MA'AM. IT'S JUST THAT EVERYBODY

USES PILOT JARGON ON A CARRIER.

BOLTER!

WHAT HAPPENED?

HE DIDN'T TRAP.

HE TOUCHED DOWN LONG AND MISSED ALL FOUR WIRES.

I DIDN'T KNOW LIEUTENANT RABB

SERVED ON A CARRIER, MA'AM.

NEITHER DID I.

Man: THAT BOLTER'S ARUTTI'S ROOMMATE, CAG.

SHOULD SHE BE FLYING?

IF PULLER WAS A MAN

WOULD YOU GIVE HIM A DAY OFF TO GET IT TOGETHER?

CAG, SKIPPER'S ON THE HORN FOR YOU, SIR.

HOW MANY IS THAT?

SKIPPER.

DAMN, CAG.

HE LOOKS LIKE HAMMER.

YEAH.

TOO BAD HE COULDN'T FLY LIKE HIM.

I THOUGHT IT WAS A NIGHT VISION PROBLEM.

SO THEY SAY, SKIPPER.

SIR, SINCE YOU KNOW YOUR WAY AROUND

I'LL WAIT FOR YOU IN THE WARD ROOM.

I ALSO HAVE TO BABY-SIT

THE PRESS TODAY.

NOT THAT I WAS SAYING

I WAS BABY-SITTING YOU.

THERE'S A REPORTER ON BOARD?

AND A CAMERAMAN.

THEY CAME TO INTERVIEW ARUTTI.

THE SKIPPER ORDERED ME TO SIT ON THEM

UNTIL HE DECIDES WHAT TO DO.

WHEN DID THEY ARRIVE?

ON THE MORNING COD.

EXCUSE ME, SIR.

THE SKIPPER WANTS YOU ON THE BRIDGE.

MA'AM?

OH...

HEY, BORINI.

BORINI, WAKE UP.

THE GOOD HUMOR MAN IS HERE.

AND HE'S GOT A GOOD HUMOR LADY

WITH HIM.

EXCUSE ME, SIR.

DO YOU HAVE ANY CHOCOLATE CHIP?

OR ROCKY ROAD?

ENSIGN, COULD YOU RUSTLE UP SOME ICE CREAM?

SIR, YES, SIR.

DID YOU CHECK OUT THEIR INSIGNIAS, BORINI?

I HAVEN'T GOTTEN

THAT HIGH.

JAG OFFICERS.

WHAT WOULD NAVAL LAWYERS IN DRESS WHITES

BE DOING ON A CARRIER IN THE MIDDLE OF THE MED?

WHATEVER IT IS, I'LL TAPE IT.

DON'T I KNOW YOU?

WE MET ABOUT 15 YEARS AGO IN BANGKOK, SIR.

YOU... GOD, HARM, RIGHT?

HARMON RABB, JR.

GOLLY. .

HIS OLD MAN IS AN M.I.A.

AT 16

HE SNEAKED INTO NORTH VIETNAM TO LOOK FOR HIM.

THAT WAS A VERY GUTSY MOVE.

A VERY FUTILE ONE, SIR.

THAT DOESN'T MAKE IT

ANY LESS GUTSY.

WE ONLY HAVE STRAWBERRY, SIR.

ENSIGN, WHY DON'T YOU AND LIEUTENANT PIKE

ESCORT MR. BORINI TO THE FLIGHT DECK.

I'M SURE HE'D LOVE TO SHOOT SOME B-ROLL.

YES, SIR.

I'LL PICK YOU UP ON THE WAY TO REPORT.

YOU GREW UP.

IT HAPPENS.

I THOUGHT YOU'D BE WEARING WINGS LIKE YOUR OLD MAN.

YOU WANT SOME OF THIS?

NO, THANKS.

SO THEY HUSTLE YOU OUT HERE FROM NAPLES?

FROM WASHINGTON.

WITHOUT A CHANCE TO CHANGE UNIFORMS?

THE NAVY MUST HAVE A BIG PROBLEM HERE.

WHY DO I FEEL LIKE WE'RE ABOUT TO NEGOTIATE SOMETHING?

WE NEED YOU TO SIT ON A STORY FOR A WHILE.

BULLDOG DRAKE IS SO HARD UP FOR GOOD PRESS

HE JUMPED THE GUN, RIGHT?

THAT FEMALE RIO DIDN'T BAG THOSE MIGs, DID SHE?

I DON'T KNOW.

COME ON, HARM.

I'M EX-SPECIAL FORCES.

I LIKE THE MILITARY.

I'M NOT GOING TO COVER IT LIKE T NAVY TIMES

BUT I'LL PUT A FAIR SLANT ON IT.

SHE'S MISSING.

DID HER PLANE GO DOWN?

NO, SHE DISAPPEARED SOMETIME LAST NIGHT.

I CAN'T.

I CAN'T SIT ON THAT.

I'LL GIVE YOU AN EXCLUSIVE.

I'M THE ONLY REPORTER HERE.

I ALREADY GOT AN EXCLUSIVE.

ALL YOU HAVE IS THAT SHE'S MISSING.

FLASH THAT TO THE WORLD

AND THE PRESS THAT DOESN'T SHARE

YOUR AFFECTION FOR THE MILITARY

WILL HAVE A FIELD DAY.

I NEED TIME.

TIME TO COVER UP

WHAT HAPPENED?

TIME TO FIND OUT WHAT HAPPENED.

I'LL TELL YOU WHAT...

YOU GET ME A RIDE... OVER BOSNIA

AND I WON'T FILE FOR 12 HOURS.

TWENTY-FOUR.

AH, WELL, SEE, NOW THAT'S GOING TO COST YOU TWO RIDES

AND AN EXCLUSIVE.

I THOUGHT YOU HAD AN EXCLUSIVE.

( Laughing )

YOU...

HEY, BROTHER, WANT SOME ICE CREAM?

IT'S GOOD.

( smacking sounds )

NO. SORRY.

One-six-six

TOMCAT, BALL, 3.1.

ROGER, BALL.

Cag: LET'S SEE IF SHE TRAPS THIS TIME.

LIEUTENANTS RABB AND PIKE REPORTING AS ORDERED, SIR.

EVIDENTLY, LIEUTENANT RABB

YOU BELIEVE EATING ICE CREAM HAS PRIORITY OVER REPORTING

TO THE COMMANDING OFFICER.

NO, SIR.

THEN YOU BETTER EXPLAIN YOUR ACTIONS, MISTER.

I LEARNED A NEWS CREW WAS ON BOARD

AND BEING HELD INCOMMUNICADO.

BY MY ORDERS.

UNTIL I KNOW WHY LIEUTENANT ARUTTI'S MISSING

NO DAMN REPORTER'S GOING TO SPECULATE ABOUT IT ON TV.

THAT'S WHY I WAS HAVING ICE CREAM WITH MR. DE PALMA.

HE'S AGREED TO SIT ON THE STORY FOR 24 HOURS.

MUST HAVE BEEN GREAT ICE CREAM.

IT WAS, SIR.

BUT HE WOULDN'T AGREE TO ANYTHING

UNTIL I PROMISED HIM

A PAIR OF RIDES OVER BOSNIA.

ON MY SIX, MISTER.

IF YOU'LL EXCUSE US, GENTLEMEN.

NOW, YOU PROMISED WHAT?

SIR, IF MR. DE PALMA

DOESN'T CONTACT HIS BUREAU DESK SOON

THEY'LL WONDER WHY.

WE CAN'T DENY HE'S ON BOARD.

I CAN DENY ANY DAMN THING I WANT.

YES, SIR.

DAMN CAPTAIN'S PRIVILEGE.

YES, SIR.

AT EASE.

CAG?

MY BOYS AREN'T HERE TO FLY TOURISTS, SKIPPER.

I GUESS YOU MADE A PROMISE

YOU CAN'T KEEP, LIEUTENANT.

IT'S IN THE NAVY'S INTEREST TO KEEP IT, SIR.

I'M NOT GOING TO OVERRULE THE CAG

ESPECIALLY WHEN I AGREE WITH HIM.

WITH ALL DUE RESPECT, I'M IN CHARGE

OF A POSSIBLE MURDER INVESTIGATION

WHICH GIVES ME THE LATITUDE TO AUTHORIZE THOSE RIDES.

THOSE ARE MY MEN

AND MY MACHINES, AND NO JAG LAWYER

WILL TELL ME WHAT TO DO WITH THEM, UNDERSTOOD?

YES, SIR, AND I RESPECTFULLY DISAGREE.

THAT'S ENOUGH.

WE'LL DISCUSS THE PARAMETERS

OF YOUR AUTHORITY IN A MINUTE.

YOU MENTIONED A MURDER INVESTIGATION.

YOU KNOW SOMETHING I DON'T, LIEUTENANT?

CINC-MED NAPLES RECEIVED AN ENCRYPTED MESSAGE

SEAHAWK FROM T AT 0500 THIS MORNING.

IT CONTAINED JUST THREE WORDS: "SHE WAS MURDERED."

IT CONTAINED JUST THREE WORDS: "SHE WAS MURDERED."

YOU HAVE WHOEVER SENT AT MESSAGE TO CINC-MED

ON MY QUARTERDECK BY SUNSET, MR. LUBIN

OR YOU'LL SPEND THE REST OF YOUR TOUR

SENDING SEMAPHORE TO ESKIMOS.

THAT MESSAGE COULD HAVE BEEN SENT FROM CRYPTO

OR STU-3 OR ONE OF THE AIRCRAFT.

IT WON'T BE TRACEABLE, SIR.

"WON'T" ISN'T IN MY LANGUAGE.

IF LIEUTENANT ARUTTI WAS MURDERED

I'LL CATAPULT WHOEVER DID IT OFF THE DECK

IN FRONT OF THE SHIP'S COMPANY.

YES, SIR.

YOUR INVESTIGATION WILL BE GIVEN FULL COOPERATION

BUT LET ME WARN THE TWO OF YOU...

THIS IS A SHIP OF WAR

ENGAGED IN AN ACTION THAT WILL MOST CERTAINLY GROW

IN INTENSITY.

I WILL NOT HAVE YOU INTERFERE

WITH THE ABILITY OF THIS SHIP'S CREW

TO CARRY OUT THAT MISSION.

UNDERSTOOD, SIR.

DISMISSED.

AYE, AYE, SIR.

LIEUTENANT RABB.

YES, SIR?

HOW'S YOUR MOTHER?

SHE'S FINE, SIR.

SHE OPENED AN ART GALLERY IN LA JOLLA A FEW YEARS AGO.

SHE STILL MARRIED TO THE USED CAR SALESMAN?

YES, SIR.

YOU GIVE HER MY REGARDS THE NEXT TIME YOU SPEAK TO HER.

I'LL DO THAT, SKIPPER. THANK YOU.

I THOUGHT YOU SAID THAT YOUR STEPFATHER

WAS A SENIOR V.P. AT CHRYSLER.

HE IS.

STILL THINK LIEUTENANT ARUTTI COMMITTED SUICIDE?

YES, SIR.

EITHER WAY

WASHINGTON'S GOING TO BE ON MY SIX.

IT'S NOT YOUR FAULT, SKIPPER.

MAYBE THIS WILL FORCE WASHINGTON TO REALIZE

THAT A BATTLE CARRIER IS NO PLACE FOR WOMEN.

CAG, FOR THE SAKE OF YOUR CAREER

KEEP THOSE OPINIONS TO YOURSELF.

Rabb: DIDN'T HAVE A CHANCE

TO GRAB A TOOTHBRUSH.

DO YOU THINK YOU COULD SCARE US UP A CHANGE OF UNIFORM?

I'LL BE ABLE TO FIND SOMETHING FOR YOU, SIR.

I'M NOT SURE ABOUT LIEUTENANT PIKE.

LIEUTENANT ARUTTI WAS ABOUT YOUR SIZE, MA'AM.

YOU'RE NOT SUGGESTING I WEAR A DEAD OFFICER'S UNIFORM.

OF COURSE NOT.

BUT HER'S ARE THE ONLY ONES THAT WOULD FIT.

LOOK ELSEWHERE.

WHERE'S FEMALE OFFICER COUNTRY?

O-THREE LEVEL, AFTER THE WARD ROOM.

SO LIEUTENANT ARUTTI WAS AMPLY ENDOWED?

YES, SIR, VERY.

SHE TURNED A FEW HEADS, DID SHE?

THEY ALL DO.

ANYONE'S HEAD IN PARTICULAR?

NAVY REGS DO NOT PERMIT FRATERNIZATION, MA'AM.

MEN AND WOMEN AT SEA TOGETHER FOR SIX MONTHS

AND REGS DON'T GET BENT A LITTLE?

NOT THAT I'M AWARE OF, SIR.

EXCUSE ME.

( Knocking )

MALE PERSONNEL ON DECK.

HAVE TO LOUDLY ANNOUNCE YOURSELF

AND THEN WAIT 30 SECONDS BEFORE ENTERING.

DOES THAT INCLUDE ME?

321 ALPHA.

LIEUTENANT PULLER IS FLYING

BUT I LIKE TO KNOCK ANYWAY.

GUESS THEY BUNK THE RIOS TOGETHER.

NO, LIEUTENANT PULLER IS A PILOT.

SHE FLIES TOMCATS.

COMPUTER?

YEP.

ENSIGN, WHY DON'T YOU GO SEE ABOUT THOSE UNIFORMS?

SIR, YOU KNOW, I COULD...

ANYTHING?

WINDOWS 95.

MOSTLY MORE SOPHISTICATED BELLS AND WHISTLES.

HERE WE GO.

THERE'S TWO PERSONAL CODES.

SHE MUST SHARE THE COMPUTER WITH HER ROOMMATE.

I WONDER WHICH ONE

OF THESE IS LIEUTENANT ARUTTI's

MOM, DAD AND LITTLE SISTER.

HOW DO YOU KNOW?

I JUST DO.

CAN YOU GET IN?

OF COURSE. CAN YOU?

( clears thr ) at

SHE SLEEPS ON THE BOTTOM.

TOP.

YOU WANT TO BET ON

WHO GETS IN FIRST?

YOU'VE GOT A HEAD START.

WHAT A MAN.

THANKS. BUT YOU STILL HAVE A HEAD START.

YOU WANT TO BET OR WHINE?

BET.

I'M IN.

( Clanking )

WHAT THE HELL IS THIS?

IT'S A JAG INVESTIGATION

OF YOUR SHIPMATE'S DISAPPEARANCE.

I'M LIEUTENANT RABB.

THIS IS LIEUTENANT PIKE.

THAT GIVES YOU THE RIGHT TO BREAK INTO MY LOCK BOX?

I THOUGHT IT WAS LIEUTENANT ARUTTI'S.

WHAT DID YOU DO, FLIP A COIN?

IS THAT MY PROGRAM?

NO, IT'S LIEUTENANT ARUTTI'S.

HOW DID YOU GET HER PASSWORD?

I DIDN'T.

I NEED TO GO WORK OUT.

I'LL WAIT OUTSIDE.

Puller: WHY? NEVER SEEN

A NAKED SAILOR BEFORE?

BIRTH CONTROL PILLS.

THEY REGULATED

HER PERIOD.

THAT'S WHAT ANGELA SAID

THEY WERE FOR

AND I BELIEVED HER.

TAPE RECORDER.

SHE TAPED HER MISSION

AND SHE STUDIED IT LATER.

SHE WAS VERY DEDICATED.

THERE'S NOTHING ON THIS.

WELL, I GUESS SHE ERASED IT WHEN SHE WAS DONE.

WHEN I GET BACK, I WANT YOU GONE.

I GOT TO GET SOME RACK TIME.

I'M GOING TO NEED TO INTERVIEW YOU.

ANGELA'S A GOOD RIO

A GOOD SHIPMATE.

THAT'S ALL I KNOW.

YOU KNOW SHE TAPED HER MISSIONS

AND TOOK BIRTH CONTROL PILLS TO REGULATE HER PERIOD.

I'M SURE THERE'S A FEW OTHER THINGS YOU KNOW TOO.

STAY OUT OF MY LOCK BOX.

STAY OUT OF MY PROGRAM.

DID YOU SEE THE MUSCLES ON HER?

I WASN'T LOOKING AT HER MUSCLES.

ANYTHING?

EDUCATIONAL AND FLIGHT PROGRAMS, A FEW GAMES

AND...

ONE LETTER TO MOM, DAD AND LITTLE SISTER.

YOU NOTICE ANYTHING ODD?

NO.

IT'S THE FIRST LETTER HOME

FROM A SAILOR ON A SIX-MONTH CRUISE.

DOESN'T MENTION BEING LONELY.

WOMEN DON'T GET AS LONELY AS MEN.

GEE, I WONDER WHY.

NOT ALL WOMEN IN THE NAVY

FEEL THE WAY YOU DO ABOUT HAVING A LOVER.

THANK GOD.

OKAY, IT'S POSSIBLE

LIEUTENANT ARUTTI HAD A LOVER.

OR TWO.

NOW SHE'S A SLUT?

NO. BUT WITH 5,000 MEN

AND ONLY A HANDFUL OF WOMEN ON THIS SHIP

A LOVE TRIANGLE WOULDN'T SURPRISE ME.

A LOVE QUADRANGLE WOULDN'T SURPRISE YOU.

WHY ARE YOU SO ADVERSARIAL, KATE?

WE'RE SUPPOSED TO BE ON THE SAME TEAM.

SORRY.

JUST WORKED MORE CASES AGAINST YOU THAN WITH YOU.

BELIEVE ME, IT'S MORE FUN WINNING A CASE.

WELL, ISN'T IT?

SIR, MA'AM, I'VE ARRANGED QUARTERS FOR YOU.

WHAT ABOUT UNIFORMS?

I'M STILL WORKING ON THAT.

I CAN TAKE YOUR COVERS AND PURSE.

THANK YOU, ENSIGN.

THANK YOU.

I'LL PUT THESE IN YOUR QUARTERS.

OH. GOD.

YOU HERE FOR A COCKTAIL PARTY, HARM?

LIEUTENANT PIKE, LIEUTENANT MACE.

MY RIO, PAINTER.

SO, YOU'RE A JAG LAWYER NOW.

THAT'S RIGHT.

HERE TO INVESTIGATE LIEUTENANT ARUTTI'S DISAPPEARANCE?

RIGHT AGAIN.

THAT'S ONE WAY TO, UH...

SERVE ON A CARRIER.

YOU TWO A TEAM?

NOT USUALLY.

BUT CINC-MED NEEDED A COUPLE OF JAG OFFICERS

OUT HERE FAST.

A MATCH MADE IN HEAVEN?

WE'RE WORKING ON IT.

ANY IDEA WHO MURDERED ANGELA?

WHO SAID SHE WAS MURDERED?

SCUTTLEBUTT.

SHE COULDN'T HAVE FALLEN OVERBOARD OR COMMITTED SUICIDE?

ANGELA WOULDN'T DO THAT.

FALL OVERBOARD OR COMMIT SUICIDE?

SHE WASN'T ACCIDENT-PRONE, AND SHE WASN'T DEPRESSED.

IF SHE WENT OVER THE SIDE, SHE WAS PUSHED.

WE HAVE A BRIEFING.

WAS HE IN LOVE WITH HER?

WELL, THEY WERE PRETTY TIGHT IN RIO SCHOOL

BUT SHE'S BEEN AN ICE QUEEN TO EVERYONE ON THIS CRUISE.

EVEN ME.

I TAKE IT

THAT'S UNUSUAL.

VERY.

ANY IDEA WHO STARTED THIS MURDER, SCUTTLEBUTT?

DON'T ASK ME, HARM.

YOU'RE THE JAG INVESTIGATOR.

HELL, I'M JUST A GUY WITH GOLD WINGS

AND AN F-14 TO PLAY WITH.

LISTEN, UH...

WHY DON'T YOU COME UP TO THE FLIGHT DECK

IN ABOUT AN HOUR

AND I'LL SHOW YOU

HOW NIGHT TRAP'S SUPPOSED TO BE DONE.

HE DOESN'T LIKE YOU.

WE'RE NOT HERE TO BE LIKED, KATE.

OH, HE LIKES ME.

IT'S YOU HE'S GOT A PROBLEM WITH.

WHERE DO YOU KNOW HIM FROM?

WE SERVED TOGETHER.

WERE YOU A PILOT?

I THINK LIEUTENANT PAINTER SENT THAT MESSAGE TO CINC-MED.

YOU DIDN'T ANSWER MY QUESTION.

THAT'S BECAUSE IT'S NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS, KATE.

Okay, Harm, my stomach's growling.

LET'S TRAP THIS TIME.

KIND OF LIKE GOING AROUND IN THE MOONLIGHT.

WHAT MOONLIGHT? IT'S BLACKER THAN THE INSIDE

OF A COAL MINER'S NOSE.

Man: Tomcat 173, you're at a mile and a quarter.

Call the ball.

173 TOMCAT, CLARA.

THREE POINT EIGHT.

BEND LEFT, HARM.

173 TOMCAT, BALL.

THREE POINT FIVE.

Roger, ball.

WE'RE LOW TO GLIDE PATH.

LOW TO GLIDE PATH.

You're a little low.

POWER! POWER! POWER!

( clarinet playing jazz )

WHAT IS IT, TEDDY?

YOU'RE WANTED AT THE WHITE HOUSE, SIR.

THEY SAY WHY?

NO, SIR, BUT A FLASH CAME THROUGH

THAT THE SERBS DOWNED ONE OF OUR C-130s OVER SARAJEVO.

WHAT'S THE PRESIDENT WANT ME TO DO?

SUE THEM?

IT'S T SEAHAWK INCIDENT.

IF THAT MISSING RIO WAS A MALE

HE WOULDN'T HAVE GOTTEN BEYOND HIS GROUP COMMANDER

BUT YOU LOSE A WOMAN

AND THEY CALL ME TO THE WHITE HOUSE.

ANYTHING NEW FROM LIEUTENANT RABB?

HE STILL DOESN'T KNOW

WHETHER IT WAS AN ACCIDENT, MURDER OR SUICIDE.

I DON'T WANT TO HEAR SUICIDE OR MURDER.

NO, SIR.

UNLESS HE HAS INSURMOUNTABLE PROOF TO THE CONTRARY

I WANT A FINDING OF ACCIDENTAL DEATH.

LIEUTENANT RABB UNDERSTANDS THAT?

YES, SIR. I MADE IT QUITE CLEAR.

DID THE REPORTER BREAK THE STORY?

NOT YET, SIR.

I WONDER WHAT THAT COST US.

I DON'T KNOW, SIR

BUT I COULD CONTACT THE LIEUTENANT...

NO. WHAT I DON'T KNOW, I DON'T HAVE TO TESTIFY TO.

YOU THINK THERE'LL BE A SENATE INVESTIGATION, SIR?

IF THE FINDING IS SUICIDE

THE FEMINISTS ARE GOING TO WANT A HEARING

AND IF IT'S MURDER

THE ANTI-FEMINISTS ARE GOING TO WANT ONE

SO UNLESS LIEUTENANT ARUTTI FELL OVERBOARD ACCIDENTALLY

ONE OF THOSE WILL ATTACK

THE CREDIBILITY OF OUR INVESTIGATION.

DON'T WORRY, TEDDY.

JUNIOR OFFICERS GET THROWN TO THE SHARKS FIRST.

AND LIEUTENANT RABB IS THE ONE

WHO'S SAILING INTO HARM'S WAY.

YES, SIR.

HARM'S WAY?

LIEUTENANT RABB'S FIRST NAME IS HARM.

OH! OH! YES, SIR.

YOU NEED A SENSE OF HUMOR, TEDDY.

OTHERWISE, PEOPLE ARE GOING TO THINK YOU'RE A LAWYER.

I AM A LAWYER, SIR.

IT WAS IN THE BOTTOM

OF THE SAFETY NET TWEEN THE TOWER

AND THE NUMBER THREE ELEVATOR, SIR.

WOULDN'T YOU HAVE TO HANG OVER THE DECK

TO SEE INTO THE BOTTOM OF THAT NET, CHIEF?

YES, SIR.

I WAS CHECKING THE TIE-DOWNS ON MY BIRD

BEFORE HITTING THE RACK.

THEN I LAID ON THE EDGE OF THE DECK

TO WATCH THE BOW WAVE.

THAT'S HOW I SPOTTED THE CAP.

THANK YOU, CHIEF.

THAT'LL BE ALL.

SIR, I'D JUST LIKE TO SAY THAT, UH...

LIEUTENANT ARUTTI WAS A REAL NICE GIRL, SKIPPER.

I'M GOING TO MISS HER.

HE'S USED TO LOSING MEN IN ACTION

NOT A WOMAN TO SUICIDE.

HOW DO YOU KNOW IT WAS SUICIDE, SIR?

YOU DON'T STROLL OFF A FLIGHT DECK, LIEUTENANT

EVEN AT NIGHT.

TOO MANY SAFETY NETS.

YOU HAVE TO JUMP.

OR BE THROWN OFF.

NO MEMBER OF THIS CREW THREW A WOMAN OVERBOARD, LIEUTENANT.

WITH ALL DUE RESPECT TO YOUR OPINION, SIR

THERE ARE OVER 5,000 MEN ON BOARD.

SHE COMMITTED SUICIDE.

WAS SHE DEPRESSED, SIR?

I'M NOT A SHRINK.

SHE WAS YOUR RIO

AND AN OFFICER UNDER YOUR COMMAND, SIR.

YOU MUST HAVE AN OPINION AS TO HER MENTAL STATE.

I DO NOT INTEND TO DISCUSS IT ON AN OPEN BRIDGE!

WHERE AND WHEN, SIR?

AT MY CONVENIENCE WHEREVER I PLEASE!

WE HAVE TO RECOMMEND TO A BOARD OF INQUIRY...

THE CAG HAS SAID HE WILL BE INTERVIEWED

AT HIS CONVENIENCE.

YES, SIR.

BY YOUR LEAVE, SIR.

WE HAVE TO TALK.

WE DO?

YOU'RE DAMN RIGHT WE DO!

"SIR." "DAMN RIGHT WE DO, SIR."

I FOUND UNIFORMS

BUT I CAN'T VOUCH FOR THE FIT, MA'AM.

THEY'RE NOT LIEUTENANT ARUTTI'S?

NO. LIEUTENANT PULLER GAVE YOU ONE OF HERS.

SHE DID?

MM-HMM. SURPRISED ME TOO.

SHE SAYS HER UNIFORM WILL FIT.

I GUESS IT'S BECAUSE OF HOW TALL YOU ARE

AND HOW BIG HER CHEST...

UH... IF YOU JUST STICK TO MY SIX

I'LL LEAD YOU TO YOUR QUARTERS.

NOT A WORD.

AH, SO, YOU FOUND HER CAP.

HOW DID YOU KNOW?

I'M A REPORTER, REMEMBER?

THAT'S MY JOB.

THEY FOUND IT IN A NET.

NEAR THE NUMBER THREE ELEVATOR.

SO IT LOOKS LIKE SUICIDE, THEN.

NO.

THAT'S A VERY EMPHATIC NEGATIVE, LIEUTENANT PIKE.

YOU KNOW SOMETHING I DON'T KNOW?

I DON'T BELIEVE IT WAS SUICIDE.

OH. YOU HAVE ANYTHING TO BASE THAT ON

OTHER THAN GENDER IDENTIFICATION?

AH! OOH.

I'M BEING TARGETED.

SO, UH...

I FLY IN THE MORNING, RIGHT?

RIGHT.

BECAUSE IF I DON'T, MY STORY WILL.

SIR?

ENSIGN.

I ALSO PICKED UP

A SHAVING KIT FOR YOU AT THE SHIP'S STORE.

THANK YOU, ENSIGN.

AS FAR AS YOUR PERSONAL TOILETRIES, MA'AM

IF YOU'D MAKE A LIST...

THAT WON'T BE NECESSARY.

IF YOU'LL EXCUSE US.

MA'AM, YOU'RE IN FEMALE BERTHING.

I REMEMBER THE WAY.

IT'S A VERY BIG, BIG SHIP.

I'M A BIG, BIG GIRL.

I AM 27 YEARS OLD

A HARVARD LAW SCHOOL GRADUATE

AND A LIEUTENANT IN THE SAME NAVY AS YOU.

DON'T TREAT ME AS ANYTHING LESS!

THE CAG WAS ABOUT TO SEND A SIDEWINDER

UP YOUR SIX.

I CAN DEFEND MYSELF.

PISSING HIM OFF WILL NOT HELP US.

OH. IS THAT STRICTLY YOUR PREROGATIVE?

I KNOW THE GUY, KATE.

I KNOW WHEN TO PUSH AND WHEN TO WALK AWAY.

HOW DO YOU KNOW THE CAG?

HE WAS MY DAD'S WINGMAN THE DAY HE WENT DOWN.

YOU KNOW, KATE, MAYBE DE PALMA'S RIGHT

YOUR GENDER IS BLINDING YOUR OBJECTIVITY.

AT THIS POINT

THE CAG'S SUICIDE THEORY IS AS PLAUSIBLE AS MURDER.

YOU'D REALIZE THAT

IF SHE WAS MALE, WOULD THE CAG BE TALKING SUICIDE?

HE KNOWS DAMN WELL

IF THE FIRST FEMALE IN COMBAT COMMITS SUICIDE

THE NAVY WILL REEVALUATE

THE ENTIRE PROGRAM.

BOTH PURSUING THEORIES OKAY, YOU'RE

BASED ON GENDER BIAS.

AND YOU'RE NOT?

NO.

I LIKE THE IDEA OF GOING TO SEA WITH WOMEN.

THOSE WINGS LOOK GOOD ON YOU.

WELL, YOU KNOW WHAT THEY SAY ABOUT GOLD WINGS

AND DRESS WHITES.

THEY'LL GET YOU IN BED ANYWHERE.

( Chuckles )

EXCEPT HERE.

I HEARD THEY DRAGGED YOU OVER HERE.

YOU DIDN'T SEND FOR ME, ADMIRAL?

NOT ME. I'M HERE TO SELL THE PRESIDENT

ON THE IDEA OF AN ALPHA STRIKE

AS PAYBACK FOR THAT C-130 THE SERBS KNOCKED DOWN.

AN ALPHA STRIKE? WHO WAS ON THAT BIRD?

A MASH UNIT, ON A HUMANITARIAN MISSION.

WE LOST 50 MEDICAL PEOPLE.

THE U.N.'s AUTHORIZED US

TO HIT THEIR SAM MISSILE SITES.

NOW, WAYNE'S TRYING TO WEASEL

A SPECIAL FORCES RAID, AND FREAKY'S OVER THERE

BEGGING FOR AN AIR FORCE STRIKE.

BUT THE SECRETARY

LIKES MY IDEA OF AN ALL-NAVY OPERATION...

FROM THE SEA.

GREAT PRESS FOR THE NAVY.

YEAH.

IF THAT MISSING FEMALE OFFICER

SEAHAWK ABOARD THE DOESN'T RUIN IT.

MY PEOPLE ARE ON THAT, SIR.

YOU KNOW, ADMIRAL, THERE'S A NEWS CREW

ON TH SEAHAWK

THAT MY INVESTIGATING OFFICER IS SITTING ON.

IF YOU SHOULD GET THE GO ON ALPHA STRIKE

YOU MIGHT CONSIDER LETTING THEM COVER IT.

IT COULD DILUTE ANY NEGATIVES

THAT THIS MISSING FEMALE OFFICER CREATED.

GENTLEMEN

THE PRESIDENT WILL SEE YOU

IN THE WAR ROOM.

GOOD IDEA, AL.

DO IT.

GOOD LUCK, SIR.

YOU TOO, AL.

WHO THE HELL SENT FOR US?

ADMIRAL BROVO.

YES, MA'AM?

THIS WAY, SIR.

THE FIRST LADY IS ANXIOUS TO HEAR

SEAHAWK INVESTIGATION. ABOUT YOUR

Puller: 166 Tomcat, ball.

FOUR POINT EIGHT.

Man: Roger, ball.

166, YOU'RE BELOW GLIDE PATH.

166, do you still have the ball?

166, ROGER, BALL.

YOU HAD TO OUT-PRESS HIM, DIDN'T YOU?

HE CAN'T WAVE US OFF FOREVER.

THAT'S TRUE.

WE'LL BE OUT OF FUEL SOON.

CONSIDERING THE CONDITIONS, SHE'S DOING PRETTY WELL.

THIS BITCH COULDN'T FLY A WEATHER BALLOON.

166, GO AROUND. GO AROUND.

NOT THIS TIME, RIPPER.

E DECK WAS RISING D HER APPROACH WAS LOW.

I HAD TO WAVE HER OFF, SIR.

KEETER?

SHE WAS A LITTLE LOW, SIR.

I MADE THE TRAP, SIR.

YOU CAUGHT THE NUMBER ONE WIRE.

YOUR TAIL CLEARED THE RAMP BY THREE FEET.

SIR, I WAS BINGO FUEL.

I KNEW I COULD MAKE IT.

HELL, WHY HAVE L.S.O.s AT ALL?

WE MAY AS WELL SAVE THE NAVY THE MONEY...

PUT THESE MEN BACK IN THE COCKPIT

WHERE THEY'D RATHER BE ANYWAY.

LIEUTENANT, YOU HAVE THE WORST

TRAP RECORD ON THIS SHIP.

I'M NOT SURE YOU COULD LAND A TOMCAT AT DULLES

WITHOUT A WAVE-OFF.

SIR.

IF YOU EVER

IGNORE AN L.S.O. AGAIN

YOUR NEXT FLIGHT WILL BE ON THE COD TO NAPLES.

YES, SIR.

DISMISSED.

RIPPER.

YOU DON'T LIKE FEMALE PILOTS, DO YOU, SON?

NO, SIR, I DO NOT.

NEITHER DO I.

DON'T BELIEVE THEY HAVE THE STOMACH FOR BATTLE.

YOU GOT THAT RIGHT, CAG.

BUT IF ONE OF MY L.S.O.s

INTENTIONALLY EVER WAVED A PILOT OFF

BECAUSE SHE WAS A FEMALE, I'D KEELHAUL HIM.

WE UNDERSTAND EACH OTHER, MISTER?

YES, SIR.

DISMISSED.

SIR, I'D LIKE TO ASK YOU A FEW QUESTIONS.

WHERE'D YOU GET THE FLIGHT SUIT?

SHIP'S STORES.

I'D LIKE TO TALK TO YOU ABOUT LIEUTENANT ARUTTI.

I HAVE A MISSION TO FLY.

HOW DID LIEUTENANT ARUTTI PERFORM

ON THAT LAST MISSION?

IT'S ALL IN THE DEBRIEF.

IT DOESN'T TELL ME MUCH ABOUT HER PERFORMANCE.

I HAVE NOTHING TO SAY BEYOND MY REPORT.

FIRST TIME IN COMBAT

CAN BE CONFUSING.

NOW, HOW WOULD YOU KNOW THAT, LIEUTENANT?

MY FATHER TOLD ME.

YOU WERE FIVE YEARS OLD WHEN HAMMER WENT DOWN.

HE SENT MY MOM 18 LETTER TAPES HOME FROM 'NAM.

I'VE LISTENED TO THEM

A HUNDRED TIMES.

LIEUTENANT ARUTTI MADE TAPES TOO.

IS THAT HOW YOU GET YOUR KICKS?

LISTENING TO HER PRIVATE TAPES?

THEY WEREN'T LETTERS HOME, SIR.

SHE'D TAPED HER MISSIONS.

DO YOU HAVE A TAPE OF OUR MISSION?

NO, SIR. SHE ERASED IT.

WELL, THAT'S TOO BAD.

IT COULD HAVE SAVED ME THIS INQUISITION.

ATTENTION ON DECK!

CARRY ON, MEN.

YOU UP TO THIS, MR. DE PALMA?

NO PROBLEM, CAPTAIN.

THE AIR FORCE GAVE ME A RIDE

IN AN F-16. I DID FINE.

LIEUTENANT MACE, WHEN MR. DE PALMA'S READY

FAMILIARIZE HIM WITH THE COCKPIT

AND EJECTION PROCEDURES.

AYE, AYE, SIR.

WE WILL BE FLYING A TOMCAT THAT HAS BEEN MODIFIED

FOR RECON AND TRAINING MISSIONS.

THERE ARE CONTROLS IN YOUR COCKPIT

BUT IF YOU TOUCH ANYTHING OTHER THAN YOUR PERSONAL JOYSTICK

I'LL EJECT YOU OVER THE ADRIATIC AND FORGET WHERE I DID IT.

YES, SIR.

YOU WANT A RIDE, HARM?

YOU DON'T SEEM

TOO POPULAR, LIEUTENANT.

YOUR DEBRIEF SAYS YOU TOOK ONE MIG WITH A SIDEWINDER

AND THE OTHER WITH 20 MIKE-MIKE.

THAT'S RIGHT.

YOU HAD PHOENIX MISSILES.

RIGHT AGAIN.

WHY RISK A $35 MILLION BIRD ON A NIGHT FLIGHT

IF YOU DON'T HAVE TO?

I DIDN'T VIEW IT AS A RISK.

ARE WE THROUGH, LIEUTENANT?

NO, SIR. JUST ONE LAST QUESTION.

WERE YOU TESTING HER GUTS OR YOURS?

BECAUSE OF YOUR OLD MAN, I DIDN'T HEAR THAT.

BUT IF YOU WOULD CARE TO REPEAT IT...

( slams locker )

Lieutenant Rabb, your presence is requested in crypto

on the O-2 level.

Lieutenant Rabb to Crypto.

WHAT'S UP?

PROOF.

PROOF OF WHAT?

LIEUTENANT RABB, LIEUTENANT LUBIN.

SO YOU'RE RABB.

ZANE AND I GRADUATED FROM THE ACADEMY TOGETHER.

YEAH, I NEVER WOULD HAVE MADE IT THROUGH WITHOUT HER.

I HELPED HIM GET THROUGH CALCULUS.

I SURE HOPE I DON'T GET MY SIX KEELHAULED FOR THIS.

ARE YOU SURE YOU KNOW HOW TO WORK THIS THING?

THANKS, ZANE.

I'LL COLLECT LATER.

COLLECT WHAT?

LISTEN.

Arutti: Two targets.

Looks like MiG-21s.

THIS WAS ERASED.

BUT NOT RECORDED OVER.

ZANE HELPED ME RESTORE IT.

CAG: You have him on video?

( Arutti's voice, garbled )

We don't guess in this man's Navy.

Did I request a Phoenix?

No.

We're taking him on alone?!

You have a problem with that, Lieutenant?

I lost him.

Are you with me?

To hell and back, sir.

HE WAS BUSTING HER BUTT, HARM.

SHE WAS QUESTIONING HIS DECISIONS, KATE.

WELL, MAYBE HER QUESTIONS WERE VALID

LIKE THE ONES I ASK YOU.

THAT'S OKAY IN AN INVESTIGATION

NOT IN COMBAT.

SHE WAS HESITANT, SHAKY...

SCARED.

SO? SHE WAS SCARED.

IT WAS HER FIRST TIME IN COMBAT.

WHY SHOULDN'T SHE BE SCARED?

HELLO! ARE YOU RECEIVING ME?

SHE PROBABLY WANTED THIS SINCE SHE WAS A KID

PUT HER ENTIRE LIFE INTO BECOMING A NAVAL AVIATOR.

THEN ON HER FIRST COMBAT MISSION

SHE FINDS SHE DOESN'T HAVE THE RIGHT STUFF.

ACCORDING TO THE CAG.

WELL, WHO BETTER TO KNOW?

SO A FEW HARSH WORDS

AND SHE COMMITS SUICIDE?

PEOPLE HAVE DONE IT FOR LESS.

YOU MEAN WOMEN, DON'T YOU?

I'M NOT A CHAUVINIST.

YES, YOU ARE.

YOU JUST DON'T KNOW IT.

HARM, IF YOU WRITE THIS UP AS A SUICIDE

I'LL SUBMIT A DISSENTING POSITION.

YOU CAN'T.

WE'RE NOT A BOARD OF INQUIRY.

WE'RE A TWO-MAN TEAM

AND THE SENIOR MEMBER WRITES THE FINDING.

"TWO-MAN"?

OKAY, KATE, SO I'M A LITTLE CHAUVINIST.

YEAH.

I THOUGHT YOU'D FIND THAT CHARMING.

NOT IN AN INVESTIGATION.

I'M LIKE A HUNG JURY.

I NEED SOMETHING SOLID TO SWING ME ONE WAY OR THE OTHER.

OKAY. ZANE BELIEVES THAT MESSAGE

TO CINC-MED WAS SENT FROM AN AIRCRAFT.

I CHECKED THE LOGS.

GUESS WHO WAS FLYING WHEN CINC-PAC RECEIVED IT?

MACE AND PAINTER.

RIGHT.

THAT DOESN'T PROVE SHE WAS MURDERED.

PAINTER WAS IN LOVE WITH HER.

HE WOULDN'T WANT HER DEATH TO LOOK LIKE SUICIDE

ANY MORE THAN PULLER

WHO COULD HAVE SENT THAT MESSAGE FROM A STU-3.

ZANE DIDN'T THINK IT ORIGINATED FROM A STU-3.

WHEN DID ZANE JOIN OUR INVESTIGATION?

I'M LOOKING FOR ANSWERS.

WHAT ELSE DID ZANE...

WHO'S GOING TO COLLECT LATER... TELL YOU?

HE SAID HE KNEW A SECURE AREA IN THE FANTAIL

WHERE HE AND I COULD DO IT.

( sighs )

THE ALTIMETER READS

30,000 FEET.

NOT A FOOT ABOVE OR A FOOT BELOW.

THIS PILOT IS VERY PRECISE.

SEAHAWK, CAG, FEET DRY.

THE CAG CALLED FEET DRY

MEANING WE'VE CROSSED THE DALMATIAN COAST

AND ARE ENTERING THE NO-FLY ZONE.

Mr. De Palma, how are you doing?

OH, FINE. JUST FINE.

IS IT HOT IN HERE?

I'M A LITTLE HOT.

I'M AFRAID YOU'RE IN FOR A DULL TIME.

AWACS SAYS IT DOESN'T LOOK LIKE THE SERBS WANT TO PLAY TODAY.

GEE, THAT'S TOO BAD.

I WAS REALLY LOOKING FORWARD TO A DOGFIGHT.

HOW ABOUT... IF I SIMULATE WHAT HAPPENED LAST TIME?

OH, YEAH.

THAT WOULD BE GREAT.

REALLY.

COMBAT SPREAD

cover my six.

ROGER THAT.

Harness locked?

YES, RIGHT, LOCKED.

At five miles we picked up their missiles inbound.

I RELEASE CHAFF AND BRAKE HARD RIGHT.

FULL AFTERBURNER, NINE G TURN.

OH, GEEZ!

I'M ON HIS SIX.

WHOEVER BRAKES FIRST GOES TO HELL.

( Groaning )

OH, MY GOD!

I've got him in my sights.

I'm locked on him.

Missiles away.

HUNDRED PERCENT OXYGEN USUALLY WORKS.

( Retching )

( laughing )

( speaking Italian )

ANTONIO?

( Speaking Italian )

MAMA MIA.

SHE HAD FRESH ABRASIONS THE TIPS OF HER FINGERS

CONSISTENT WITH SLIPPING AND HANGING

FROM THE EDGE OF A DECK UNTIL SHE FELL.

AN ACCIDENTAL DEATH?

I FOUND NOTHING DURING THE AUTOPSY TO INDICATE OTHERWISE.

LIEUTENANT ARUTTI SUFFERED

A PELVIC FRACTURE AND RUPTURED SPLEEN...

TRAUMAS CONSISTENT WITH HIGH FALLS.

THE CAUSE OF DEATH

WAS A WET DROWNING.

THERE ARE DRY DROWNINGS, SIR?

OCCASIONALLY.

THE VICTIM SUFFERS A SUDDEN LARYNGEAL SPASM

CAUSED BY WATER IN THE THROAT.

BUT THIS VICTIM DIED

BY ASPIRATING LARGE VOLUMES OF SEAWATER INTO HER LUNGS.

THE SPLEEN INJURY MIGHT HAVE BEEN FATAL

IF NOT IMMEDIATELY TREATED.

SO IT CONTRIBUTED TO HER DEATH.

INSOFAR AS IT INHIBITED HER ABILITY TO SWIM.

SHE PROBABLY SANK

HELD HER BREATH AS LONG AS POSSIBLE

THEN, FIGHTING FOR AIR, SWALLOWED SEAWATER

UNTIL HER RESPIRATION STOPPED.

YOU HAVE HER PERSONAL EFFECTS?

ONE BOOT WAS MISSING.

THERE WERE NO RINGS, BRACELETS OR WALLET.

JUST DOG TAGS, PANTIES, HER FLIGHT SUIT

AND THIS JACKET.

IS THERE ANYTHING ELSE YOU CAN TELL ME, COMMANDER?

JUST THAT SHE SUFFERED A SLOW, AGONIZING DEATH.

IT WASN'T THIS WINDY BELOW!

WE TURNED INTO THE WIND TO LAUNCH, MA'AM.

INTRUDERS?

YES, MA'AM.

PAINTER, WHAT'S LIEUTENANT MACE GOT AGAINST MY PARTNER?

HE THINKS LIEUTENANT RABB

SCREWED THE POOCH ON A NIGHT TRAP...

GOT HIS RIO KILLED.

DID HE SCREW THE POOCH?

BOARD OF INQUIRY DIDN'T THINK SO.

THEY SAID HE HAD AN EYE INFECTION...

IMPAIRED HIS NIGHT VISION.

HIS RIO PANICKED

AND PUNCHED THEM BOTH OUT OVER THE RAMP.

BUT AS MACE SAYS

HIS RIO WASN'T AROUND TO TELL IT ANY DIFFERENT.

BUT THEN, MACE HAS PREJUDICE.

THE RIO WAS HIS BROTHER.

YOU'RE A LAWYER, RIGHT, LIEUTENANT?

IF I TELL YOU SOMETHING, WILL IT STAY BETWEEN US?

I'M NOT YOUR LAWYER.

I'M THE NAVY'S.

IF YOU HAVE SOMETHING TO TELL ME ABOUT LIEUTENANT ARUTTI

IT WON'T BE PRIVILEGED

BUT I'LL DO WHAT I CAN TO KEEP IT CONFIDENTIAL.

ANGELA WROTE A LETTER OF RESIGNATION

AFTER HER LAST MISSION.

SHE FELT SHE DIDN'T HAVE THE GUTS FOR COMBAT.

SHE RESIGNED HER COMMISSION?

NO, MA'AM. I TALKED HER OUT OF IT.

HELL, WE ALL GET SCARED UP THERE AT TIMES.

IT'S JUST THAT GUYS HIDE IT.

THAT'S WHY I KNOW SHE DIDN'T COMMIT SUICIDE.

ANGELA WASN'T GOING TO QUIT.

SHE WAS GOING BACK TO HER QUARTERS

TO ERASE THAT LETTER FROM HER COMPUTER.

BACK FROM WHERE?

FROM THE COD.

AT NIGHTTIME IT'S TIED DOWN

AFT OF NUMBER THREE ELEVATOR.

WE USED TO GO THERE TO BE ALONE.

YOU WERE HER LOVER?

NO, MA'AM.

I WAS HER HUSBAND.

I WAS HER HUSBAND.

Harm: SHE AND PAINTER MARRIED?

Kate: THE NAVY WOULD NEVER ALLOW THEM TO SERVE

ON THE SAME SHIP

SO THEY KEPT THEIR MARRIAGE SECRET.

THERE WAS NO LETTER OF RESIGNATION

IN HER COMPUTER.

YES, THERE WAS.

I MISSED IT THE FIRST TIME

BECAUSE SHE DELETED IT AFTER TALKING TO PAINTER.

THE FIRST TIME?

DELETING ERASES THE FILES.

( clears throat )

DELETING ERASES THE FILES

SO THAT IT CAN'T BE ACCESSED

BUT THE DATA STAYS IN THE MEMORY BANK

UNTIL IT'S WRITTEN OVER.

IT TOOK SOME TIME, BUT I DUG IT OUT.

YOU ARE NEVER GOING TO USE MY COMPUTER AGAIN.

ANGELA CHANGED HER MIND

ABOUT QUITTING.

YOU DON'T DO THAT AND THEN COMMIT SUICIDE.

I AGREE.

HERE ARE THE UNIFORMS.

YOU AGREE SHE DIDN'T COMMIT SUICIDE?

THE AUTOPSY REVEALED

ABRASIONS ON HER FINGERTIPS.

SHE SLIPPED, GRABBED THE EDGE OF THE DECK

AS SHE WENT OVER.

I THINK WE'VE GOT AN ACCIDENTAL DEATH HERE, KATE.

UNLESS SHE WAS PUSHED.

BY WHO? WHOM.

THE CAG.

AH, KATE!

LIEUTENANT ROB. SIR!

JUST HEAR ME OUT.

HE DOESN'T WANT WOMEN

PLAYING WITH HIS TOYS, RIGHT?

SO HE SETS ANGELA UP TO SCREW THE POOCH.

WHICH SHE DID.

WHETHER SHE DID OR DIDN'T

IT STILL FILLED HER WITH ENOUGH DOUBT TO RESIGN

BUT PAINTER CHANGED HER MIND.

SHE DELETED THAT LETTER.

WHEN THE CAG REALIZED SHE WOULDN'T RESIGN

HE THREW HER OVERBOARD

HOPING IT WOULD LOOK LIKE SUICIDE.

WAIT A MINUTE.

WHEN DID ANGELA DELETE THE LETTER?

AFTER SHE LEFT PAINTER AT THE COT.

SHE NEVER MADE IT BACK TO HER QUARTERS.

SHE WENT OVERBOARD.

SO WHO DELETED THE LETTER?

HARM.

( Exhaling loudly )

( grunting )

( gagging )

NEXT TIME YOU WAVE ME OFF FOR NO REASON

IT'LL BE YOUR LAST!

( Coughing )

WHAT WAS THAT ABOUT?

RIPPER'S BEEN GIVING ME UNNECESSARY WAVE-OFFS.

HE WON'T DO IT AGAIN.

YOU'RE A TOUGH LADY, LIEUTENANT.

DO JUST ABOUT ANYTHING

TO PROVE WOMEN BELONG OUT HERE.

EVEN TOSS ONE OVERBOARD TO HAVE A DEAD HERO

INSTEAD OF A LIVE QUITTER.

ANGELA WASN'T A QUITTER.

WE KNOW SHE WROTE

A LETTER OF RESIGNATION.

I DELETED IT.

I RECOVERED IT.

AND YOU THINK

I THREW HER OVERBOARD?

YOU'RE STRONG ENOUGH.

IF I WAS BENT LIKE THAT

THERE ARE A COUPLE OF GUYS

WHO WOULD HAVE WENT OVERBOARD A LONG TIME AGO.

I'M CONVENING A BOARD OF INQUIRY IN NAPLES

AT 1300 TOMORROW.

I'M NOT AFRAID TO FACE A BOARD.

SCUTTLEBUTT SAYS THERE'S A MISSION COMING UP.

I CAN'T DELAY AN INQUIRY

BASED ON SCUTTLEBUTT.

YOU WERE A PILOT.

YOU KNOW WHAT FLYING THE REAL THING

MEANS TO ME.

I'M SORRY.

MACE WAS RIGHT ABOUT YOU.

ONE OF THESE DAYS

SOMEBODY'S GOING TO THROW

HER OVERBOARD.

I HEARD THEY RECOVERED ANGELA'S BODY.

A FISHERMAN FOUND HER YESTERDAY.

DAMN SHAME.

SHE WAS A GOOD KID.

SHE WASN'T A KID.

I SAW PULLER TOPSIDE NEAR THE NUMBER THREE ELEVATOR

THE NIGHT ANGELA WENT OVERBOARD.

SHE WAS KIND OF HIDING IN THE SHADOWS.

HIDING, OR JUST GETTING A LITTLE AIR?

LOOKED MORE LIKE HIDING.

YOU AREN'T TRYING TO GET HER

IN TROUBLE, ARE YOU?

YOU'RE DAMN RIGHT I AM.

THAT DOESN'T CHANGE HER BEING THERE.

WHY WOULD LIEUTENANT PULLER

WANT TO KILL ANGELA?

I DON'T KNOW.

A LOVER'S QUARREL?

WHAT A BASTARD.

DOESN'T MEAN HE'S LYING.

Skipper: YOU SUSPECT LIEUTENANT ARUTTIWAS MURDERED

BUT YOU DON'T HAVE ANY PROOF?

YES, SIR.

IF I RAN THE SEAHAW

THE WAY YOU TWO RUN THIS INVESTIGATION

I'D BE SKIPPERING

A SUBMARINE AT DISNEYLAND.

WHAT DO YOU JAG LAWYERS PROPOSE NEXT?

CONVENE A BOARD OF INQUIRY TO QUESTION CERTAIN OFFICERS

WHO MAY SHED LIGHT ON ARUTTI'S DISAPPEARANCE.

WHICH OFFICERS?

LIEUTENANT PULLER, PAINTER, CARTER AND THE CAG.

YOU THINK ONE OF THEM

THREW HER OVERBOARD?

I BELIEVE THEY'LL SHED LIGHT ON HER DISAPPEARANCE.

YOUR BOARD WILL HAVE TO WAIT.

SCUTTLEBUTT IS TRUE, SIR?

IT USUALLY IS.

IT'S ON?

IT'S ON.

GENTLEMEN, WE HAVE RECEIVED ORDERS.

WE ARE TO LAUNCH AN ALPHA STRIKE

AT 1800.

THAT WILL BE ALL, MR. RABB.

AYE, AYE, SIR.

OUR TARGETS WILL BE

THE 28 SAM SIGHTS AROUND SARAJEVO

AND THEIR COMMAND CONTROL CENTER AT FOCA.

I'LL NEED AN ATARS RUN BEFORE YOU LAUNCH.

I WANT TO KNOW WHAT'S DOWN THERE.

THAT'S WHAT I'M THINKING MYSELF.

WHAT'S AN ALPAH (whispering) STRIKE?

EVERYTHING THAT FLIES.

THIS IS ABOUT RAW POWER, GENTLEMEN.

WE'RE NOT SUPPRESSING SAMS.

WE'RE OBLITERATING THEM.

POP THE RIDGES. SMOTHER THEM.

PROWLERS... BARRAGE JAM, ACTIVE DECOYS.

ALL HORNETS, HIGH COVER.

ANTI-RADAR MISSILES. LET'S GO.

THEN HE DID A SNAP TURN NINE Gs TO THE RIGHT.

WELL, I LOST IT.

I MEAN, I DIDN'T KNOW WHICH WAY WAS UP.

I PUKED MY GUTS OUT.

WAS YOUR COCKPIT HOT?

YEAH. YEAH, IT WAS.

HE TURNED YOUR HEAT UP.

A LITTLE HEAT, COUPLE OF NEGATIVE Gs

AND CAPTAIN MIDNIGHT

WOULD HAVE PUKED IN THAT BACK SEAT.

WHY IS HE SO DAMN ABUSIVE?

IT'S JUST HIS WAY OF TELLING ME

I DON'T BELONG UP THERE.

HE DOESN'T THINK ANYONE BELONGS UP THERE

EXCEPT HIS CHOSEN FEW.

HE'S RIGHT.

HE'S NOT RIGHT.

WHAT GIVES HIM THE RIGHT

TO DECIDE WHO BELONGS UP THERE AND WHO DOESN'T?

25 YEARS AND A THOUSAND TRAPS.

IT'S OKAY. EVERYTHING IS FINE

BECAUSE THE GOOD ENSIGN ROBERTS HERE

HAS ARRANGED FOR ME TO BE FILMED

IN THE COCKPIT AFTER THE STRIKE.

ON THE DECK, NOT IN THE AIR.

NO, ON THE DECK.

WITH BORINI'S CAMERA ANGLES

I COME OFF LOOKING LIKE TOM CRUISE.

CAG: MR. DE PALMA

YOU READY FOR YOUR SECOND RIDE?

I GOT AN ATARS MISSION IN TEN MINUTES.

I'LL TELL YOU THE TRUTH, CAG.

I DON'T THINK I COULD RIDE AN ELEVATOR WITHOUT PUKING.

I'LL TAKE IT.

SADDLE UP.

YOU ARE JUST A PASSENGER, MISTER.

IF YOU PUKE, DO IT WITH THE INTERCOM OFF

SO I DON'T HAVE TO HEAR YOU.

DON'T TURN THE HEAT UP IN MY COCKPIT, SIR.

HELLO, CAG.

READY TO GO, CHIEF?

ALL READY, SIR.

Kate: AT'S AN ATARS MISSION?

WE ACQUIRE A LAST-MINUTE RECON PHOTO OF THE TARGET.

SAM-6 IS A MOBILE MISSILE.

WE WANT TO MAKE SURE

THOSE BABIES ARE WHERE INTELLIGENCE SAYS THEY ARE.

YOU KNOW, YOUR OLD MAN'S A LEGEND IN THIS SQUADRON.

I KNOW.

SO'S THE CAG.

GOOD LUCK TO YOU, SIR.

DON'T EVEN THINK ABOUT IT, MISTER.

YOU READY, LOBO?

Puller: Ready, CAG.

Rabb: Are we on TAC-2?

CAG: Why?

I HAVE TO RADIO LIEUTENANT PIKE.

WE'RE NOT ON THE BELTWAY.

WE'RE ON A MISSION.

WE DON'T TRANSMIT TILL WE'RE OVER THE TARGET.

YOUR DAD AND I

were on a photo recon

WHEN HE WENT DOWN.

I READ THE MISSION DEBRIEF.

HOW DID YOU GET THAT?

FREEDOM OF INFORMATION ACT.

LAWYERS...

ONE MINUTE TO TARGET.

ROGER THAT.

ACTIVATE THE ATARS.

HERE WE GO.

You with me, Lieutenant?

TO HELL AND BACK, SIR.

LOBO, GO HIGH.

Seahawk... Radio SAM sites are ringed

with Shilkas.

Have them rearm the Hornets

WITH ROCKEYES AND LET

the Intruders drop the heavy stuff.

Puller: Roger that.

IS THAT WHAT IT WAS LIKE OVER HANOI?

WHEN WE GO BACK THROUGH, THEY'LL BE READY FOR US.

THAT'LL BE LIKE HANOI.

Seahawk, Lobo.

SAM sites protected by Shilkas.

Rearm the Hornets with Rockeyes.

Keep the A-6's heavy.

Repeat, rearm the Hornets

with Rockeyes.

CAG's making a second run.

YOU GOT HER, HARMON.

Harm: COME ON, BABY, SHUT OFF, SHUT OFF!

LOBO, HARM. WHERE ARE YOU?

Puller: Painting him, Buster?

Buster: Bearing one-fiver-

ZERO, HEADING THIS WAY.

ARCHER 11, ANGELS 10.

CAG'S HIT. WE'VE LOST AN ENGINE.

IT'S LIKE RIDING A JACKHAMMER.

I GOT TO SLOW DOWN.

STICK WITH ME.

Puller: Like a fly on pie.

Puller: I can see the CAG.

He's not moving.

HOW DO I TRANSMIT ATARS?

YOU CAN'T

from the back seat.

( rapid beeping )

SAYS THEY ARE SEAHAWK RECEIVING ATARS.

HARM, LOBO

The CAG's alive.

He activated

the ATARS transmitter.

I CAN'T TELL ANYTHING FROM BACK HERE.

He's not moving.

Puller: 15 miles, Harm.

Harm: You better run the checklist with me.

IT'S A LONG TIME SINCE I TRAPPED.

YOU CAN'T TRAP?

I'M NOT PUNCHING OUT.

YOU'VE GOT TO.

ONCE IS ENOUGH.

NEGATIVE ON THE TRAP.

WE'LL HAVE YOU EJECT NEAR THE SHIP.

THE CAG IS UNCONSCIOUS.

HE'D NEVER SURVIVE AN EJECTION.

HOW LONG SINCE YOU

made a trap?

FIVE YEARS

and it was a ramp strike.

I'm due a good one.

CAG WILL HAVE TO TAKE HIS CHANCES IN THE WATER.

MY RADIO'S...

( imitating static )

YOU'RE BREAKING UP.

I can't read you.

SKIPPER'S ON THE HORN, BOSS.

STAND BY, HARM.

YES, SIR.

LET HIM TRAP.

AYE, AYE, SIR.

BRING IT HOME, HARM.

COMING HOME.

Puller: Figure the only chance you've got

IS TO FOLLOW ME IN.

I'll set you into the slot.

LOBO, YOU'VE GOT THE WORST TRAP RECORD ON THE SHIP.

IT'S BETTER THAN YOURS.

I'VE BEEN SEARCHING THE SHIP FOR YOU, MA'AM.

LIEUTENANT LUBIN WANTS YOU ON THE DOUBLE.

WHY?

I DON'T KNOW.

HE JUST SAID, "ON THE DOUBLE."

I FOUND HER, SIR.

WHAT'S GOING ON?

I'VE GOT A CALL FOR YOU ON THE DISCREET CHANNEL.

PRESS THE GREEN BUTTON.

LIEUTENANT PIKE.

Kate?

HARM, WHAT'S HAPPENING?

NO TIME TO EXPLAIN, JUST LISTEN.

CASSIE IS LOBO.

NO, ANGELA WAS LOBO.

No, Angela

WAS WEARING CASSIE'S JACKET WHEN SHE WENT OVER THE SIDE.

She was mistaken for Cassie.

RIPPER.

HE'S GOT TO KNOW WE'LL PUT THIS TOGETHER.

THE LAST THING I NEED IS A WAVE-OFF.

YOU'RE FLYING?

YOU REALLY KNOW HOW TO BUILD A GUY'S CONFIDENCE.

I'll handle it.

I'M COUNTING ON THAT.

HARM..?

THANKS, ZANE.

DO YOU HAVE A PISTOL?

A PISTOL? WHAT DO YOU NEED A PISTOL FOR?

NEVER MIND.

JUST STICK TO MY SIX.

Man: Alpha strike away.

Prepare flight deck for emergency landing.

Puller: Lobo, flight of two

AT THE BREAK.

GEAR DOWN.

Flaps down.

Automatic throttle engaged.

Puller: Hook down?

HOOK DOWN.

HE HASN'T MADE A TRAP

IN FIVE YEARS.

WITH LUCK, HE'LL TAKE HER WITH HIM.

LIEUTENANT CARTER, YOU ARE RELIEVED OF DUTY

AND CONFINED TO QUARTERS PENDING THE CONVENING

OF A BOARD OF INQUIRY INTO LIEUTENANT ARUTTI'S DEATH.

BY WHOSE ORDERS?

MINE! UNDER ARTICLE 118

OF THE UNIFORM CODE OF MILITARY JUSTICE.

GET THIS BITCH

OFF MY PLATFORM BEFORE I THROW HER OFF!

SERGEANT!

AND IT'S LIEUTENANT PIKE, NOT BITCH... ASS.

I'M THROTTLING BACK.

LOOKING FOR 150 KNOTS.

HOW'S HE DOING, BUSTER?

I WOULDN'T RIDE WITH HIM.

And I ride with you.

Puller: You're looking good, Harm.

116 TOMCAT, BALL.

ROGER, BALL.

IT'S ALL YOURS, HARM.

GOOD LUCK.

A LITTLE LOW.

PICK IT UP!

Keeter: POWER! POWER! POWER!

( Cheering )

HAVEN'T YOU PEOPLE

EVER SEEN A NIGHT TRAP?

HE'S BREATHING.

THAT MAKES ONE OF US.

WHEREVER HE IS

YOUR OLD MAN WOULD BE PROUD OF YOU, SIR.

PERMISSION TO ENTER, SIR?

GRANTED.

HOW ARE YOU FEELING, SIR?

HOW WOULD YOU FEEL WITH A CRACKED HEAD?

( clears thr ) at

SKIPPER SAID YOU WANTED TO SEE ME.

LOOK, BEFORE THIS GETS EMBARRASSING

FOR BOTH OF US, UH, YOU DON'T HAVE TO THANK ME.

THANK YOU FOR WHAT?

YOU'RE A NAVAL AVIATOR.

I DAMN WELL EXPECTED YOU TO GET US BACK.

YES, SIR.

I WANTED TO...

TELL YOU SOMETHING ABOUT YOUR DAD'S LAST MISSION.

WHEN HAMMER WENT DOWN, I CALLED THE SANDIES

AND FLEW CAP TILL I WAS BINGO FUEL.

HE WAS OKAY WHEN I LEFT, BUT...

HE WAS DOWN WHEN THE SANDIES GOT THERE

FIVE MINUTES LATER.

YOU WERE BINGO FUEL, SIR.

YOU HAD TO LEAVE.

HE WAS MY FRIEND.

I KNOW, SIR.

I CAUGHT TAIL WIND ON THE WAY BACK.

I .

I GOT TO THE TY

WITH 800 POUNDS OF FUEL IN MY TANKS.

I COULD HAVE STAYED OVER HAMMER ANOTHER... THREE, FOUR MINUTES.

IT MIGHT HAVE MADE THE DIFFERENCE.

A LOT OF THINGS MIGHT HAVE MADE A DIFFERENCE, SIR.

HE MIGHT HAVE BEEN LUCKY, OR...

OR HE MIGHT HAVE NEVER BEEN THERE AT ALL.

YOU HAVE NOTHING TO APOLOGIZE FOR, CAG.

I DIDN'T SAY I WAS APOLOGIZING.

I MADE A JUDGMENT CALL.

I'VE HAD TO LIVE WITH THAT.

YOUR EYES... ARE NOT A JUDGMENT CALL, SON.

YOU HAVE NOTHING TO SECOND-GUESS.

THANK YOU, SIR.

NOW GET THE HELL OUT OF HERE.

GO SUE SOMEONE.

AYE, AYE, SIR.

The most unlikely hero of last night's highly successful strike

was Lieutenant Harmon Rabb, Jr.

Who saved Captain Thomas Boone's life

when he safely landed

this damaged Tomcat

onto the deck of the Seahawk.

What is so unusual

is that Lieutenant Rabb

isn't even an active pilot in the Navy.

He's a member of the Judge Advocate General Corps.

He's a lawyer.

( Laughing )

DID YOU EVER THINK YOU'D SEE THE DAY

A LAWYER WAS A HERO IN AMERICA, TEDDY?

NO, SIR.

I THINK YOU SHOULD TAKE A LOOK AT THIS, ADMIRAL.

IT'S FROM LIEUTENANT RABB.

SO SHE WAS MURDERED.

YES, SIR.

THAT'S TOO BAD.

WELL, YOU CAN'T HAVE EVERYTHING, HMM?

EXCUSE ME, SIR

BUT AREN'T YOU CONCERNED ABOUT THAT HEARING?

I MEAN, YOU SAID

IT COULD DISCREDIT OUR JAG INVESTIGATION

AND RUIN LIEUTENANT RABB'S CAREER.

THEY WOULDN'T DARE GO AFTER HIM NOW.

HE'S A HERO.

NO, IF ANYBODY GOES FROM JAG, IT'LL BE ME.

OR YOU, TEDDY.

( Chuckling )

I HEAR IT'S REALLY

A BEAUTIFUL, BEAUTIFUL PLACE.

THANK YOU, ENSIGN.

YES. YOU'RE QUITE WELCOME.

OH, GOD, HERE WE GO.

YOU'RE OUT OF UNIFORM, HARM.

I'VE GOT A BOARD OF INQUIRY IN NAPLES IN AN HOUR, MACE.

THAT'S NOT WHAT I MEAN.

THANKS, MACE.

YOU SURE YOU WON'T BE NEEDING ME IN NAPLES?

LET'S GO, KATE.

THIS IS HUMILIATING, HARM

LAUNCHING FROM THE BACK SEAT.

WELL, LOOK AT IT THIS WAY, CASSIE...

YOU'LL LAND WITHOUT A WAVE-OFF.

HERE.

YOU KNOW WHAT THEY SAY ABOUT GOLD WINGS

AND A WHITE UNIFORM.

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