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Bird's Eye. Lobo.

They're coming straight at you,
right up the creek.

Roger that, Lobo. We're ready.

They know better
than to follow a line of drift.

Don't be gentle on them, all right?

Into the jaws of death, Lobo.
Bird's Eye out.

This is Lieutenant Rivers,
United States Navy.

I'm on a SEAL Field Training Exercise.
I am not a deer.

Stop shooting
or I'll be forced to return fire.

The parents are saying
we murdered their son.

- We?
- Yes, we. Us, the government.

They claim Lieutenant Rivers
shot their son for no reason.

What does
Lieutenant Rivers say, sir?

That he took fire.

If that's true,
then he was justified in firing back, sir.

The problem is
there was no weapon found.

The boy, apparently, was unarmed.

Why were SEALs training
on public land, sir?

They were on their way
to Juniper Springs Military Base

for a live weapon exercise.

They did a fast rope insertion
60 miles away.

Part of the exercise was to navigate
over rough terrain to the base

while their instructors
set up ambushes.

And I understand that
that's not that uncommon.

Sir, may I ask why the FBI
is involved in this?

Does the name
Warren Toobin ring a bell?

Yeah, he's the guy that bombed
the IRS building last year in Richmond.

A man died in that blast.

For the last ten months,
Toobin's been holed up

somewhere
in the West Virginia mountains.

- Wasn't he born and raised there?
- He was.

And now he's become a folk hero
to some of the locals.

They leave trash bags
filled with supplies

on the side of the road for him.

Why don't you leave a trash bag
with a locating device in it?

We did. He found it.

Look, what does Toobin have to do
with this case, anyway?

The kid Rivers killed
was Toobin's nephew.

So you think Toobin was there?

That he was firing
at Lieutenant Rivers?

That's what I wanna find out.

The Justice Department requested
our cooperation.

We're gonna honour that request.

You'll share all your findings with
Special Agent Grenin. That'll be all.

- Aye, aye, sir.
- Aye, sir.

He's gonna give us
a hard time, isn't he?

Well, he was a little too enthusiastic
trying to pin the murder

of that Russian mobster on me
last year if that's any indication.

No, I don't mean Grenin.
I mean Lieutenant Rivers.

He isn't exactly forthcoming
when it comes to JAG investigations.

Qualifying for
Medal of Honour is one thing.

Defending yourself
on a murder charge is something else.

Besides, the lieutenant and I
have an understanding.

Based on what? One fistfight?

I don't expect you to get it.
It's a guy thing.

He'll cooperate. Trust me.

I have nothing to say to you,
commander.

The boy's parents think
you murdered their son.

- You don't wanna talk about it?
- Do you really believe I'm a murderer?

No.

Then why am I restricted
to this base?

Standard operating procedure.

Just tell us what happened,
lieutenant.

Let's see,
I hadn't killed a child all week,

so I snuck up on an unarmed boy
and capped him, ma'am.

- Knock it off, lieutenant.
- Or what, major?

Or we'll let a court-martial decide
if you're guilty.

Personally, I think
you stand a better chance with us.

Now cut the crap
and tell us what happened.

A sniper tried to kill me.
I got him first and that's the truth.

I'm just sorry it wound up
being a child.

Why were you carrying live
ammunition through a national forest?

Look, major, in the real world,
you hump your own ammo.

You don't wait until you get on target
for somebody to hand it to you politely.

And besides, the whole area
was supposed to have been secured.

Any idea why the boy shot at you?

None, ma'am.

The FBI didn't find any weapon
or shell casings.

Well, obviously,
there was somebody else there.

They cleaned it up.

The FBI thinks that someone
was Warren Toobin.

That fugitive bomber guy?

He's the boy's uncle.

Did you actually see the boy
pull the trigger?

No, ma'am,
I fired on the muzzle flash.

Are you saying that Toobin shot at me
and not the boy?

It's a possibility.

Then I killed that boy by mistake.

You were taking fire, lieutenant.

It doesn't matter
who was pulling the trigger.

It does to me.

We're very sorry for your loss,
Mr. And Mrs. Yarrow.

The good Lord saw fit
to give us two beautiful children.

We're grateful we still have Amy.

I'm afraid I just buried my son.
I'm having a hard time feeling grateful.

Brian was my son too.

What was Brian doing in the woods
that day, if I can ask?

Enjoying his life.

Our people settled here in 1726.

Brian lived in them woods.
It was in his blood.

He loved every rock, every tree.

Did Brian ever go hunting
in the woods, ma'am?

This here is Brian's .30-.30.

He wasn't hunting

and he didn't have it with him
if that's what you have in mind.

If he did, he'd be alive today.

May we take this weapon to the lab
and have it analysed?

No, you may not.

I'm not giving up this weapon
or any other.

We can get a subpoena,
Mr. Yarrow.

You just go ahead
and get all the subpoenas you want.

The Navy SEAL who shot your son
said he was fired upon.

Not by Brian.

Brian hit what he aimed at.

Then who would have been
firing at him?

What was that Navy SEAL
doing on our mountain anyway?

He was conducting
a training exercise, sir.

The hell.

They were sent up there
to kill Warren Toobin.

Warren Toobin is your brother,
isn't he, ma'am?

Yes.

Yes, he is.

He's been giving the FBI a fit
for months.

So they sent the military up there
to hunt him down.

That SEAL saw Brian
and blasted away.

Ma'am, was your brother with Brian
when he was shot?

Amy, you go and take Mama
back to the bed.

No.

I'm all right.

The SEAL who shot my boy,
is he gonna get punished?

If he's found guilty of negligence,
yes, sir.

And who's gonna find him guilty, huh?
The government?

If he was negligent, sir, yes.

That wasn't negligence.
It was, by God, murder.

Murder.

Give me an hour
to catch up on my paperwork.

- Then we'll review what we've got.
- Yep.

Sir, ma'am, the admiral wanted
to see you as soon as you got in.

And Bud asked me
to give these to you.

It's the autopsy report
for Brian Yarrow.

Thanks, Harriet. Where is Bud?

Oh, he had a
bar review class tonight.

So if you don't need me anymore,
I'll secure for the night.

Go home, ensign. Get off your feet.

He was shot through and through.

- Is something wrong, Harriet?
- No.

I was just thinking that sometimes
the world can be a really cruel place.

Sir, my gut tells me
Lieutenant Rivers is not guilty.

A 14-year-old American boy
is killed by the military.

The public wants a reason.
I want a reason.

And something a hell
of a lot more substantial than your gut.

We need solid evidence

if Lieutenant Rivers
is to be exonerated.

Or indicted.

Or indicted.

Do we know why the SEALs
were training in that area?

What are you getting at?

Could it be
they were searching for Toobin, sir?

Major, the use of military to pursue
a civilian fugitive on U.S. Soil is illegal.

Marines were used
to observe the movements

of drug runners in Texas, sir.

Observe, not apprehend.

And hell, that took an act of Congress
to approve that.

No, the SEALs weren't there
to catch Toobin.

But if it makes you happy,
I'll check on it.

Commander McCain
from SEAL Team 8 on Line 2, sir.

Chegwidden.

Yes.

When?

Right.

No, thank you, commander.

That was Lieutenant Rivers' CO.
Lieutenant Rivers has left the base.

I thought Commander McCain
restricted him to base, sir.

He did.
Rivers is absent without authorisation.

He's UA.

What did you say
to Lieutenant Rivers?

Sir, we interrogated him
about the shooting.

Did you charge him with a crime?

No, sir. It's far too early
in our investigation for that.

Then why the hell did he run away?

I don't think Lieutenant Rivers has
run away from anything in his life.

I think he's gone after
the one-armed man, sir.

I believe the commander
is speaking metaphorically, sir.

I know who the one-armed man is,
major.

I don't live in a cave.

- No, sir.
- You're probably right.

He went after Toobin
or whoever he shot at.

But going UA to do it is stupid.
It screams, "Guilty."

Admiral, this may be unorthodox,

but may I suggest that we try
to locate Lieutenant Rivers,

bring him back voluntarily?

- Why you?
- I know him, sir. He'll listen to me.

They have an understanding, sir.

Well, his CO's waiting
to hear from me

before he notifies
the Bureau of Personnel.

I'll get you 24 hours.
After that, he goes on report.

- Thank you, sir.
- That'll be all. Dismissed.

- Aye, aye, sir.
- Aye, aye, sir.

You carry him for nine months,
you give birth to him,

you raise him
and then like that...he's gone.

Look, sweetheart,
that's not gonna happen.

But I bet that's what the dead
little boy's mother thought too.

Harriet, we're gonna be together
for a long, long time.

All of us.

- How do you ever know, though?
- I know. Trust me.

Excuse me, lieutenant, ensign.
The admiral wants to see you ASAP.

Enter.

You wanted to see us, sir?

You're out of uniform, lieutenant.

- Excuse me, sir?
- Not you. You.

I'm sorry, sir.
I thought you said "lieutenant."

I know what I said.

Lieutenant Sims.

Oh, my gosh. My two years.
I completely lost track of time.

- Mr. Roberts, care to do the honours?
- It would be my pleasure, sir.

What a relief.
Now I don't have to call you "sir."

At least until I get my promotion.

Attention to orders.

Raise your right hand
and repeat after me.

"I," your name.

I, Harriet Beaumont Sims...

"Having been appointed
lieutenant junior grade

in the United States Navy..."

Having been appointed
lieutenant junior grade

in the United States Navy...

"Do solemnly swear
that I will support and defend

the Constitution of the United States

against all enemies,
foreign and domestic..."

Is the admiral in?

Yes, sir,
but he's busy at the moment.

Tell him Agent Grenin is here
to see him.

- "So help me God."
- So help me God.

Congratulations, lieutenant.

- Thank you, sir.
- At ease.

Admiral, Agent Grenin
is here to see you, sir.

Send him in, Tiner.

Why wasn't I told about Rivers
going UA?

You agreed to keep me informed.

That'll be all.

- Aye, aye, sir.
- Aye, aye, sir.

I agreed to provide you information
about the shooting,

not every detail of Navy affairs
from here on out.

Have you sent anyone after him?

Cmdr. Rabb and Maj. MacKenzie
went to Hemmings.

Call them back.

- Are you giving me an order?
- No.

But you are interfering
with an FBI investigation, admiral.

And you're interfering
with a JAG investigation.

Of a shooting that took place
in a national forest.

There's nothing to be learned
in that town.

Why are you so concerned
about my people being in Hemmings?

I have been hunting Warren Toobin
for months.

I'm closing in on him and I don't want
your people screwing that up.

You sit anywhere, folks.
You want coffee?

- You bet.
- How do you take it?

Black, please.

I love places like this.

The smell of good coffee
and chicken-fried steak.

Yeah, I washed dishes
in a place like this one summer.

- You? A dishwasher?
- Yeah.

The Eagle and Key in Julian, California,
in high school break.

There's a menu up there on the board
if y'all are hungry,

but I would stay clear
of the liver and onions.

Thanks. We'll need a few minutes.

Oh, well, you take
all the time you want.

- I ain't going nowhere. I'm Lucy.
- Thanks.

You're bleeding pretty bad.

Slow down.

There's meatloaf, mashed potatoes,
extra gravy.

There's peas and carrots
and a nice hunk of peach cobbler.

- You eat hearty.
- Thanks.

- You sure you don't want something?
- No, it's fine, thanks.

Lucy...

We're meeting a friend here.
African-American man, shaved head.

He's got a moustache.

You haven't seen him around,
have you?

Nope. Can't says I have.

Bald-headed black man
with a moustache?

Has this got something to do
with the Brian Yarrow murder?

Why would you say that?

Well, why else
would two legal-beagle JAG officers

be snooping around up here?

Boatswain's Mate Third Class
Lewis Beecham.

I served on the Antietam.

Worst two years of my life.

- Mind if I join you?
- Looks like you already have.

Do you know the man
we're looking for, Mr. Beecham?

Looking for?

I thought you said
you was meeting him.

We are.

Well, maybe he got lost.
People do that up here.

Know what you need?

A guide.

Someone to help you
find your friend.

I am available.

I mean,
I could guide you real good, ma'am.

Commander making his move?

Stepping up to help out
his pretty little major friend?

It you're looking for a brawl, you don't
have to bother the major to get it.

Lewis? Finish your lunch, boys.

I was just having some fun, Joel.

The problem with officers, they just
don't have a sense of humour.

What say we go take a little walk?

Why did you come back?

It's our job, Mr. Yarrow.

I could let Lewis and the others
persuade you all to leave.

- Daddy.
- What are you all afraid of?

- Your uniforms.
- No.

It's rather what they stand for.

A corrupt government
that's subverted our liberty

and undermined
the law of the people.

- Excuse me?
- They're separatists, Mac.

We're freeborn
sovereign American citizens.

Who don't recognise
authority of government.

We recognise people's inherent rights,
commander.

Well, what about our right to
investigate the death of your son?

We know how my son died
and we know who killed him.

Now, for your own good,
leave Hemmings.

Can't leave until we find out what
happened on that ridge, Mr. Yarrow.

My son was murdered.
That's what happened.

Get in the truck, Amy.

Hey, what's that?

It's a good thing it was copperhead
that bit you, not a rattler.

You gonna be sick as a dog,
but you're not gonna die.

Leastwise, not from a snakebite.

Come on.

Don't make me shoot you, boy.

- He looks hurt.
- At least he's alive.

Move.

I can't get a signal.

- Who are you calling?
- The FBI.

What,
have them come in guns a-blazing

with Special Agent Grenin
in the lead?

- State police?
- They'll just call the FBI.

Well, I can't call the local police.
They're probably in there with them.

Call the admiral. Fill him in.

He'll send help
that isn't trigger-happy.

You get to high ground, Mac.
Make that call. I'm going down there.

You are crazy.

But since I don't have a better plan,
good luck.

Lieutenant Rivers, you're accused
of murdering Brian Yarrow.

- How do you plead?
- Not guilty.

Well, look what I just found.

Fool just walked right on in here.
I guess that's why he's an officer.

Where's that woman
who was with him?

She's gone.
She went back to Washington.

The hell she did.

You get after her now and find her.

You heard him.
Let's get that dog here.

Gotta be the hero,
don't you, commander?

- What's this?
- Copperhead got me.

Don't touch that, commander.

It's a poultice to draw the poison out.

Now, I told you to clear out of here

before you got yourself into a mess
you couldn't get rid of.

You're the one in the mess,
Mr. Yarrow.

Whatever you call this court,
it is far from legal.

Well, Appalachian County
People's Court

is legally convened
under common law.

I doubt that, but there isn't much point
arguing with you about it.

Well, that's the first sensible thing
you've said, commander.

Mr. Yarrow, will this people's court
allow me to represent the lieutenant?

Are you going along
with this kangaroo court?

We don't have much choice, do we?

What do you say, Mr. Yarrow?

Why don't you ask the judge?

Welcome to the Appalachian County
People's Court, counsellor.

They're closing in on the major.

Come on. Let's go.

Mac will lose them.

Maybe if she was a SEAL.

How's that leg?

It's better.
Poultice is starting to work.

They got her cornered.

How do you know?

My uncle Charlie had hounds.

He used to take me hunting with him
every now and then.

How long you figure
until help comes?

They'll be here by morning.

Why the hell
did you go UA, anyway?

To find out who was with that boy.

He's the only one that knows
what happened that morning.

Found his blood trail.

Figured he was hit in the arm.

About here,
depending on his height.

- You think it was Toobin?
- Don't know.

Whoever it was, I could have had him
if this copperhead didn't get me.

Hey, sounds like she lost them.

No.

They got her.

What have we got here?

All right, nice job, boys.

Come on in, darling.

Hey, sailors. Got room for a Marine?

I told you
she couldn't lose those hounds.

I would have, if I wasn't climbing
that ridge to get my phone working.

You get through to the admiral?

I couldn't get out.
There's no relay stations in the valley.

So that means
the cavalry's not coming?

No, but we're here.

With all due respect, major, sir...

...that doesn't leave me much hope.

Amy, did you ever know
of your brother

to lift his hand to anyone in anger?

Not without cause.

- Did he ever try to kill anybody?
- Brian?

He couldn't.

It wasn't in him.
You know that, Daddy.

I know.

No more questions.

Commander, do you wish
to question this witness?

I do.

- Good morning.
- Morning.

Were you close
with your brother, Amy?

Yes, sir.

- I loved him.
- I'm sure you did.

You ever know him
to lose his temper?

Sometimes, like anyone does.
But he got over it real fast.

Did he ever lose his temper
with you?

Once or twice.

Tell me about it.

One time, Daddy whipped him
for busting a window, but I done it.

He never told on me.

- Well, why do you think that was?
- He was my brother.

If he thought you were in danger,
he'd try to protect you?

Of course.

- Or your father?
- Yes.

Or your mother?
Your uncle Warren?

Well, hell, yeah, he'd protect Toobin.
We all would.

Tell him.

Shut up, Lewis,
or I'm gonna throw you out.

I have just one more question, Amy.

Did your brother have his hunting rifle
with him the day that he was killed?

Yes.

Who took his rifle home?

Daddy, the next day.

Why shouldn't he? It's his gun.

Thank you, Amy.

No more questions.

You can step down now, Amy.

Call your next witness, Joel.

I'd like to call Warren Toobin
to the stand.

- Warren?
- Warren. Yeah.

- Hell, yeah. How you doing, Warren?
- How you doing?

How you doing?

- There you go.
- You feeling all right?

Do you swear to tell the truth, Warren,
so help you God?

I do.

Warren...

...were you with my boy
on the day that he was murdered?

Objection,
prosecution hasn't established

that murder was committed.

You got two lawyers now,
lieutenant?

It appears so, sir.

Well, you can have a dozen.
It won't change anything.

Overruled.
Warren, answer the question.

- Brian was with me.
- Is his killer in this room?

That's him.

Say what happened.

Brian brought me supplies.

We was going to do some fishing
before he went home.

That's when we saw soldiers
coming up the creek.

And why is it you figured
they was there?

To get me.

We were on exercise.
We didn't even know you were there.

Pipe down. You'll get your say.

Then what happened, Warren?

Brian said they had no right
hunting me like that.

Then he started talking on his radio.

So Brian begun shooting at him.

Not to hit him, mind you.

Just to scare him some
to give me time to run.

Did he shoot back?

Full automatic.

Brian was dead
before he hit the ground.

I grabbed the rifle and shell casings
and took off running.

I crawled under a deadfall
and hid while they ran by.

I'm so sorry, Joel.

It happened so fast.

There was nothing I could do.

Nobody holding you responsible,
Warren.

I'll always remember Brian
standing there,

deer gun to his shoulder...

...giving his life to protect me
from the government.

- That's right.
- Yeah, yeah.

I have no further questions.

What does he mean, "They ran by"?
You or your men chase him?

No, I stayed with the boy.
My guys were down at the creek.

Who was chasing you, Mr. Toobin?

- Him and his men.
- But that's not possible.

His SEAL team
were down in the valley by the creek.

- You said so yourself.
- That ridge was crawling with soldiers.

- It was not.
- I'm not gonna tell you again.

One more time
and I'll have you gagged.

Sorry, Your Honour. The defendant
will wait until his turn on the stand.

Yeah, he better.

Why'd you bomb the IRS building?

Why'd the Sons of Liberty dump tea
into Boston Harbour in 1773?

To protest against an oppressive
government and unfair taxes.

- Amen, yeah.
- Yeah.

If you had protested in a manner
as harmless as dumping tea,

a man would still be alive today.

A man who left behind
a wife and a baby.

I didn't mean for that to happen.

That floor was supposed to be empty
at night.

Lieutenant Rivers didn't mean
to shoot and kill your nephew.

He didn't fire the first shot.

He would if he saw us
before we saw them.

But he didn't. He didn't.

Why didn't you try to stop Brian
from shooting?

Like I said,
Brian was trying to protect me.

You need
a 14-year-old boy to protect you?

- What are you, a coward?
- Get up here. Sit down.

You're the reason why the boy's dead.
You are. You're the reason--

Any further questions, commander?

Yes, sir, I do.

The defendant has just asked it.

These folks here know me.

They know I'm no coward.

And neither was Brian.

He died like a man.

We're gonna see
if he can do the same.

Right here
in the Declaration of Independence,

it says that when a
government destroys

life, liberty
and the pursuit of happiness,

that the people have a right
to abolish it.

Then do we not have
the same rights as our forefathers?

Warren Toobin here believes we do.

I believe we do and so should
each and every one of y'all.

Now, how did the British government
destroy the rights of our forefathers?

Here's one way:

"Protecting soldiers by mock trial
from punishment

for murders they should commit
against inhabitants of these states."

Now, they're talking about redcoats
murdering civilians

and getting away with it
by holding mock trials,

which is exactly
what these folks wanna do.

Now, Lieutenant Rivers' uniform
may look different,

but he is a redcoat just the same.

Now, he swore an oath
to a government

that sent him to get Warren Toobin
because he opposes it.

Now, will it matter
to that government,

that along the way...

...that Lieutenant Rivers
murdered our boy?

No.

No, and will they punish
their redcoat? Never.

That is up to us to do.

And this
Declaration of Independence,

this holy document
gives us the right to do it.

- Yeah.
- Yeah, Joel.

Yeah.

SEAL teams normally insert

in the George Washington
National Forest here

to transition to the live firing range
at Juniper Springs.

But Lieutenant Rivers' exercise
inserted here near Hemmings.

- Why were they diverted, sir?
- Good question.

According
to Special Warfare Command,

their usual insertion area
was shut down by the Forest Service

due to overuse
by campers and hikers.

- Well, that doesn't seem right, sir.
- No, Mr. Roberts, it does not.

I want you to discreetly find out
if the Forest Service was pressured

to divert the SEALs
from their usual training ground.

Aye, aye, sir.

Lieutenant?

When's the last time
you had contact with the commander?

Yesterday, sir, around 1400.

- That will be all.
- Aye, sir.

It also says
in the Declaration of Independence:

"Governments long established

should not be changed
for light and transient causes."

And to ensure that this didn't happen,
our Founding Fathers

gave us more
than the Declaration of Independence.

They gave us the Constitution,
our blueprint for a working democracy.

Mr. Yarrow and Warren Toobin
would abolish that blueprint

and work strictly
from the Declaration.

Something our Founding Fathers
obviously didn't want us to do

or they wouldn't have written
the Constitution.

Mr. Yarrow said
that Lieutenant Rivers

took an oath
to uphold the government.

That's not true.

He took an oath
to uphold the Constitution.

The lieutenant isn't a redcoat
sent by a foreign government

to get Mr. Toobin.

He's a Navy SEAL who
was conducting a training exercise

when fate put him in Brian's path.

Toobin has admitted
the lieutenant didn't fire first.

He defended himself
only when fired upon.

Now, who among you
would not have done the same thing?

Lieutenant Rivers
didn't kill your son, Mr. Yarrow.

Your boy is dead
because of the hate and suspicion

you planted in his heart.

Has the jury reached a verdict?

It is unanimous.

- Guilty.
- They didn't even deliberate.

They didn't have to.

Do you have anything to say
before I pass sentence?

Ungag him.

I've put my life on the line
dozens of times

just to give you the right
to believe what you believe.

But, yes, I killed that young boy.

And I deeply regret that.

But know this:

I didn't come here
looking for Toobin.

And I wouldn't have fired
unless I was fired upon.

Any punishment
this kangaroo court wants to give me,

it's not in the name of justice.

It's in the name of vengeance.

That's it?

That's it.

And by the power vested in me
by the township of Appalachia,

I hereby sentence you
to be hanged before supper,

and may God have mercy
on your soul.

Chopper.

- Incoming.
- You see it, Cook?

Yup. It was a big one, Warren.
Headed north over Scenery Hill.

All right, get everybody ready.

Looks like
we might be getting company.

All right, you keep your heads down.

Lock them up in the pump room now.
I'm gonna need that, Fletch.

- You reckon they're coming for you?
- Or them.

What'll you do with the lawyers after
they hang the one that killed Brian?

I don't know.
Maybe it's just passing.

It's got nothing to do with us.

I ain't kept out of their reach
by wishful thinking.

I'm taking to the woods.

Here, take this.

Mac, the autopsy report said

that the boy was shot
through and through, right?

Yeah, the round entered
the left side of his back,

penetrated the heart
and exited the right side of his chest.

Toobin said
last thing he remembered

was the boy standing,
rifle to his shoulder when he was shot.

So how do you shoot him
through the back

if he's standing facing you firing?

You don't.

Now's the time to move in, damn it.

- Where the hell is he?
- Ames is bringing him, sir.

But it's a mile through thick brush
from where he landed.

Radio Ames to double-time him.
He's supposed to be an ex-SEAL.

Nothing ex about me, Grenin.
What's your SITREP?

Toobin and his sovereign citizens
are in that compound

holding your two lawyers
and Lieutenant Rivers hostage.

I told you
not to send them to Hemmings.

Not gonna get you off the hook.

You used Navy SEALs
to flush out a fugitive on U.S. Soil.

And that, Agent Grenin, is illegal.

I didn't tell those SEALs
to hold a field exercise here.

No, but the FBI requested

that the Department of the Interior
close down

the Washington National Forest
where they usually train.

- That's not illegal.
- Technically not.

But I bet I can make
a damn good case against you

if I took it to Justice.

So, what do you suggest, admiral?

Negotiate my people out of there
before anybody else gets killed.

If I didn't shoot Brian, then who did?

Whoever that was chasing Toobin
after Brian was shot.

Must have been the FBI.

Special Agent Grenin
and one of his men.

They've been up here
hunting him for months.

We only came to this valley
because the Department of the Interior

closed our usual route
to Juniper Springs.

Agent Grenin had to be behind that.

Toobin was right.

He used you like a bird dog
to flush him out.

You in the compound,
this is the FBI.

We have a warrant for the arrest
of Warren Toobin.

Send him out
or we'll come in and get him.

Over there.

We've got women and children
in here.

Get those prisoners out here now.

We'll grant safe passage to anyone
but Toobin.

Ain't nobody coming out.
Your warrant ain't legal.

You got no right here.
You're invading and trespassing.

Anybody that comes in here
is gonna be shot.

Yarrow,
the lieutenant didn't kill your son.

- We can prove it.
- It was the FBI.

They used the SEALs illegally
just as you said.

But the lieutenant didn't know about it.
And he didn't shoot Brian.

- Your son was shot in the back.
- He's away.

- Toobin?
- They'll never catch him now.

There's no need for anyone
to die now, Mr. Yarrow.

I don't believe you didn't shoot my son.
You're lying.

We're not, Mr. Yarrow.
The autopsy report can prove it.

Who's this?

The admiral.

- Who's in charge here, commander?
- Mr. Yarrow, sir.

Admiral Chegwidden.

Judge advocate general
of the United States Navy.

Was it your son that was killed?

You have my deepest sympathy, sir.

Now, if we can just all calm down
and talk this out,

I think we can get everyone
out of here safely.

- Toobin's gone, sir.
- He is?

Yes, sir.

Then I say this is over.

The hell it is.

My boy's dead
and somebody's gonna pay for it.

And I swear to you, sir,
someone will.

I don't believe you.
I don't believe any of you.

I didn't kill your boy, sir.

But if it's blood you want,
then take mine.

Don't do it, Yarrow.

No, commander,
he wants an eye for an eye.

It's better mine
than the women and children inside.

Don't do it, Daddy, don't do it.
I believe them.

Please, don't do it.

I lost Brian.

I don't wanna lose you too.

Please.

Come on, Joel, let's go home.

Let's get out of here.

- Nice job, lieutenant.
- Thank you, sir.

- Did you get shot?
- No, copperhead bit me.

I hope you bit him back.