All language subtitles for JAG S06E19 - Salvation-eng

- Get your hands in the air!
- She's my wife!

I saw a vision of the padre
right in front of me, sir.

And he led me to my wife

just in time to save her life.

Sergeant Major Jarvis Krohn,
United States Marine Corps,

this court-martial finds you,

on the charge and specification
of attempted murder,

guilty.

Holy Mary, Mother of God,

pray for us sinners now
and at the hour of our death.

Amen.

Padre?

Padre, I knew you'd come back.

I knew you'd come back
to help me again.

Padre?

If I knew people
were gonna send presents,

- I would've gotten married years ago.
- And who would you have married?

Depends on the presents
I would have gotten.

They're not for you, Mic.
They're for us.

Well, you can keep that one.

Who's it from?

- Lieutenant Singer.
- Right.

Well, it's too small
for our cremated remains.

Besides, we'd fall through
these little holes here.

- It's for potpourri.
- For what?

You put it in the bathroom.
It smells good.

No, smells like chalk.

The potpourri smells good.

- Okay, what's this?
- It's a flag case.

Admiral Hennessey got one
when he retired.

Oh, it's from Tiner.

Is the flag Australian or American?

There's no flag.

Mic.

That looks like blood.

I just thought you'd like to know.

You wanna help me?

You were so sure
Sergeant Major Krohn was guilty.

Your client was found standing
over his wife's nearly dead body

and claimed that he was led there
by a miraculous vision

of a Navy chaplain
that died 30 years ago.

What was I supposed to believe?

What's the new information?

We thought Sergeant Major Krohn
was copying badly

the M.O. Of an actual carjacker
to throw blame off himself.

- Yeah.
- Now it could be

that somebody's copying him.

A woman was grabbed
in a suburban parking lot,

left in an alley in Baltimore
and hit with a blunt object.

Somebody's copying him or...

Or this is the guy
that assaulted Mrs. Krohn.

Detective, there is an innocent man
sitting in Leavenworth.

And now you're telling me...?

I'm not telling you anything.

I just thought
you might be interested.

And after that defence of yours,
with the saint thing

and the priest from the Vatican...

Here's the file.

Lieutenant, your security clearances
are current.

Yes, sir.

Good, good.

You're considering volunteering
for a very special duty.

I am, sir?

You don't have anything urgent
going on, do you?

A motion for the Curran appeal,

a plea agreement
for Seaman Hammond...

- That can wait a week.
- Yes, sir.

While I do what, sir?

Carry a briefcase
that could kill half a billion people.

Someone will call you.

- Your messages, admiral.
- Thank you, Tiner.

- Morning, colonel.
- Morning, Tiner.

Did you like it, ma'am?

It was very thoughtful, yes.

You can display any flag you want,
ma'am.

A JAG flag or an Australian flag

or a flag from the church
where you get married or...

It'll be hard to choose.

Tiner, do you know what this is?

- A knife, ma'am.
- Yeah.

Is that blood?

Yeah, I think so.

It was inside the flag case.

It was?

Did you put it there?

No, ma'am.

I ordered the case by phone.

I had it shipped directly to you
from the wood shop at Leavenworth.

- Leavenworth?
- Yes, ma'am.

Their prison wood shop is famous.

They made a bookcase
for Colin Powell.

There's a telephone inside of it.

And two special antennas.

When are you gonna be doing this?

Next week.

It has a thick book
with retaliatory options.

Guess it's like a menu.

Bud, you feeling open-minded
today?

- Hi, Harriet.
- Hi, sir.

Actually, he's feeling
a little overwhelmed.

The admiral volunteered me
to spend a week

- carrying the nuclear football.
- Congratulations, Bud.

You'll be at the right hand
of the president.

Yeah, if he wants the launch codes
to start a nuclear war.

I don't think
that's gonna happen, Bud.

Bud, I had a visit from the detective
who arrested Sergeant Major Krohn.

There's a carjacker operating who may
have actually assaulted Mrs. Krohn.

- You still don't think he did it, sir?
- Bud, I never thought he did it.

If this thing pans out, will you join me
in a motion for a new trial?

You're not gonna believe this.
Tiner got me a wedding gift.

Already?
We haven't even started looking.

- That's all right.
- Are you registered somewhere?

Bloomingdale's
and Combat Gear on the Web.

Combat Gear on the Web?

It's a flag case made by prisoners
in the wood shop at Leavenworth.

President Clinton has a desk
from there, ma'am.

It arrived with a bloody knife in it.

I talked to the warden.
An inmate was stabbed two weeks ago.

They've been looking
for the weapon.

They smuggled it out in your gift?

We were talking about an inmate
at Leavenworth, Sgt. Maj. Krohn.

Baltimore police have a lead
on who actually assaulted Mrs. Krohn.

Actually assaulted Mrs. Krohn
maybe, sir.

Bud, if it pans out, will you join me
in a motion for a new trial?

If I haven't helped
blow up the world, sir.

Lieutenant's carrying
the nuclear football next week.

Cool.

Hey, are you going to Leavenworth?

I'm thinking about it. Why?

Good, then you can tell Sgt. Maj. Krohn
there's a new lead in his case.

I gotta stay,
follow up the carjacker thing.

I mean, you wanna return the gift,
right? Thanks.

We run a tight operation here.
Assaults are pretty damn rare.

Who was the stabbing victim?

Paul Weston,
former Air Force captain,

doing eight years
for selling stolen weapons.

Do you know
why he was assaulted?

He says he doesn't know.

Sometimes it happens because
somebody gets more mashed potatoes

than somebody else
in the chow line.

Finding that knife's our first break.

- I'm sorry it ruined your wedding gift.
- The flag case is nice, sir.

Well, they do very good work here.

Did you know that Colin Powell
has one of our bookcases?

- Yes, sir.
- Please.

Thank you.

- There's Krohn.
- He works in the wood shop?

He's a model inmate.
Moved to medium security

- in record time.
- Colonel, sir.

- Excuse me.
- Sure.

- Please, go ahead.
- Thank you, sir.

Well, let's take a look.

Sergeant Major Krohn?

I'm not a sergeant major in here,
ma'am.

I'm Lieutenant Colonel MacKenzie.
I work with Commander Rabb.

- How is the commander?
- He's fine. How are you?

- Is there someplace we can talk?
- Yes, ma'am.

- Clark, you want to finish this?
- Sure thing, Jarvis.

Colonel MacKenzie.

It's nice to see you again.

Clark Palmer.

Clark Palmer works in the wood shop
with Sergeant Major Krohn?

Apparently they're friends.

They met in the assaultive offenders'
therapy group.

Sergeant Major Krohn
is a devout Catholic and innocent.

Palmer is a sociopath
and a homicidal maniac.

Now he goes to chapel
with the sergeant major.

Palmer goes to chapel?

And Bible study three times a week.

Did you tell Sergeant Major Krohn
about the carjacking?

- Yes.
- What was his reaction?

He was excited.

Harm, there's something else.

What?

That knife was the first real clue
they have in the stabbing here.

- And?
- They checked it for fingerprints.

They found one set.

A perfect match
with Sergeant Major Krohn.

I'm on my way there.

Look, it wouldn't be the first time
we were fooled by an inmate.

Sir, I know Sergeant Major Krohn.

I cannot believe
he would stab anybody.

You don't believe
he attempted to kill his wife either.

No, sir, and neither does she.

Which means he was led
to the crime scene

by a vision of a Navy chaplain
who was killed in Vietnam?

That's right, colonel.

The Vatican took it seriously,
colonel.

Chaplain Wiggins is a candidate
to be declared a saint.

What about Krohn's fingerprints
on the knife?

What does the pope
have to say about that?

Colonel, there could be

an other-than-supernatural
explanation for that.

The man who was stabbed
was in the same wing as Krohn.

Earlier that day,
he was seen arguing with Krohn.

What about Clark Palmer, sir?

- What about him?
- Clark Palmer is capable

of arranging this entire thing
just to mess with me, sir.

He knows I want to get
Sergeant Major Krohn out of prison.

Palmer would stab someone
at random just to mess with you?

You'd be surprised the lengths
to which Clark Palmer has gone

just to mess with me.

I'm his obsession.

Seems to me, commander,
like he's yours.

Palmer is an extremely
dangerous man, colonel.

Palmer's cell is in a different wing
than the man who was stabbed.

He didn't have access.

So he got the knife
from somebody who did, sir.

You figured all this out
on a plane ride?

There's new information
on the Krohn case.

With your permission,
I would like to stay here,

participate in investigation
of the stabbing.

Col. MacKenzie will go back
and work with Detective Carlton

to find the man
who actually assaulted Mrs. Krohn.

If you can spare the time.

Just don't expect any miracles.

Sir, if I had stabbed somebody,

I would wipe my fingerprints
off the knife

before mailing it to a JAG officer.

Colonel Warren says that you
were seen arguing with the victim.

For one minute.

He was hogging the shower.

Nothing to it.

You argued over a shower.

This place doesn't bring out
the best in people, commander.

I live in a 6-by-10-foot cubicle.

I'm counted or searched
a half dozen times a day.

If I keep my nose clean, one day,

I will be able to go to the head
without a guard on my rear.

We will find the man who assaulted
your wife, sergeant major.

After the trial,
I thought that would just sort itself out.

I've already had one miracle.
Maybe that was my full ration.

Do you have any idea
who stabbed Paul Weston?

Clark Palmer, maybe?

Not the Clark Palmer I know.

Clark Palmer has a vicious history,
sergeant major.

Assassination, arms dealing.

He and some other rogue agents
from the Defence Security Division

sold nerve gas that is responsible
for the deaths of 41 UN peacekeepers,

including four Marines.

I'm sure all that's true, commander.

But the man I know
has been confessing his sins.

He's been seeking
the Lord's forgiveness

and begging for help
to heal what's evil in his heart.

He's even helped me keep my faith.

Clark Palmer's a con man.

Well, then, sir, he's conned me too.

And from what I've seen in chapel,

he's done a damn fine job
conning God.

- Tiner?
- Sir.

This is a Bloomingdale
wedding registry.

Order the items I have circled
and have them sent over

- to Col. MacKenzie's residence.
- Aye, sir.

Egyptian cotton sheets
and pillowcases.

Oh, sir,
those have already been purchased.

I just printed this thing out
10 minutes ago.

Yes, sir, and I just bought them
five minutes ago.

I'm sorry, sir.

Give me that.

Oh, you left me
with pieces of things.

One dinner place setting,
two towels, a gravy boat.

Maybe you can put them together
in some creative way, sir.

You know, like you could suggest

they invite guests over
for dinner and...

A bath.

Would you like to peruse
the Combat Gear on the Web list, sir?

Well, night vision scopes
are still available.

Oh, that's more of a he gift
than a they gift, though, sir.

Money's always appreciated, sir.

Too impersonal, Tiner.

It shows laziness.

Give them something they want
or I know they'd appreciate.

Well, what would you appreciate, sir?

Tiner,

order season tickets
under the name of Brumby

for the Folger Library Theatre.

I'll give them
a season of Shakespeare.

- Aye, sir.
- The colonel will love it.

And Brumby, sir?

How much money?

It was the most terrible thing
I've ever seen.

She had two grocery bags
in her arms.

Her car keys were in her hand.

He knocked down the bags.

There were cans rolling
all over the parking lot.

You told the other officer
you got a look at him.

White man, young, pale hair.

Very pale.

He hit her with a hammer.

Do you remember anything else
about him?

- Was he in the Marines?
- Not that we know.

But one of our people
is involved in the case.

He had a beard.

Wispy, thin.

If you catch him,
would I have to testify?

Too soon to tell, ma'am.

- Thank you for your cooperation.
- Thanks.

I'll pass this on to Cmdr. Rabb.
Do you have anything else?

No. But if we see him,
we'll know him.

He drove off in the victim's car.

Do you know how he got
to the market?

No, we're looking
for a 2000 Lexus, silver.

And Mrs. Krohn's car.

And Mrs. Krohn's car.

1994 Chevrolet Impala sedan,
lime green,

dent in the left rear fender.

Maybe he stole it
for his grandmother.

I've forgotten, Palmer.
How many times did you try to kill me?

Two? Three?

You should hate me, commander.

And condemn me.

And I don't expect anything I say
to change that.

But I did those things
in a different lifetime.

Yeah, I understand you found God.

There's no accomplishment in that.

He's right there
for anyone who looks.

Well, you've made a positive
impression on Jarvis Krohn.

I can only hope that that's true.

He's a fine person.

You know
I'm trying to get him out of here.

And I hope you succeed.

Well, in that different lifetime
of yours, Palmer,

it would have given you
great satisfaction

to prevent me from succeeding,

just for the thrill
of messing with me.

You and a few other people
sent me a pretty loud message

that I wasn't doing the right thing
in life.

And after a few years in here,

I couldn't help but consider
that perhaps you're on to something.

Here.

Sorry.

I have your fingerprints.

I guess.

That's how you got Jarvis Krohn's
fingerprints on the knife handle.

In the wood shop one day,
"Here, Jarvis.

Oh, wait. I still need it."

And then you took
the piece of doweling

and you attached the blade.

And you sent it in the box
intended for Colonel MacKenzie.

I could understand
why you'd think that, commander.

But I'm sorry that you do.

And I'm sorry if this whole thing
has cast any sort of shadow

over Colonel MacKenzie's wedding.

I really do wish her the be...

Commander.

Commander.

Guard! Guard!

I guess you have to be an officer,
right?

That's right.

I just think it would be so neat, sir,
carrying those codes.

All those launch options.

SLBMs and ICBMs.

Or smart cruise missiles,
slick'ems and glick'ems.

Or SLCMs and slick'ems
Make it an all-Navy job.

Tiner, it's not a video game.

Oh, I know, sir.

It's gotta be one
of the most awesome responsibilities

- any member of the service can bear.
- Thanks, Tiner.

I mean, to kill, what, 50...
100 million people, sir.

That's just right away, not counting
radiation sickness, cancers...

- Tiner!
- I remember reading, sir,

some Harvard professor said

that to make the president
really appreciate what he's about to do,

the launch codes shouldn't be
in that briefcase you're going to carry.

Where did he say they should be?

Surgically implanted in your chest,
lieutenant.

And the brief case
would have a big butcher knife.

If the president wanted to launch
nuclear weapons

and kill all those faceless,
nameless people,

first he'd have to take out that knife
and personally hack you open.

Sir.

It's not looking good, commander.

Apparently he suffered
a massive intracerebral haemorrhage.

Just like that?

He's 36.

It could have been caused
by a congenital vascular malformation.

Did it start with a headache?

I don't know, doctor.
He just collapsed.

When he's stable, we'll transport him
to Kansas City for a CAT scan,

see whether the site of the bleed
is operable.

But it's a real question
of whether it's worth going in

and destroying
even more of his brain.

He's already suffered damage?

If he lives, sir, it's not clear
how much function he'll regain.

How's he doing, sir?

- Not good.
- No matter what we do,

there's a greater than 50 percent
chance he'll be dead by the weekend.

How'd it happen, sir?

We were discussing
how he framed you with the knife.

He said he did it?

No.

Well, that hardly
seems important now, sir.

It still seems important to me.

First things first.

Hail Mary, full of grace,
the Lord is with thee.

Blessed art thou among women

and blessed is the fruit of thy womb,
Jesus.

Holy Mary, Mother of God, pray for us
sinners now and at the hour...

- the Lord is with thee.

Blessed art though among women
and blessed...

Hail Mary, full of grace,
the Lord is with thee.

Blessed art thou among women
and blessed is the fruit...

Holy Mary, Mother of God...

- now and at the hour of our death.
Amen.

Hail Mary, full of grace,
the Lord is with thee.

Blessed art thou among women

and blessed is the fruit of thy womb,
Jesus.

Hail Mary, full of grace...

Blessed art thou among women

and blessed is the fruit of thy womb,
Jesus.

Holy Mary, Mother of God,
pray for us sinners now

and at the hour of our death.
Amen.

If they tell me he's dead,
I'll drive a stake through his heart.

How's Baltimore?

Still looking for the wispy beard
driving a Lexus.

How's the sergeant major?

He's been praying at Palmer's bedside
all night. He's still there.

What did you get out of Palmer
before he dropped?

Told me he'd changed his life
partly thanks to my urging.

You're not that persuasive.

Well, it depends
on the circumstances, really.

- Jarvis?
- Nothing here. How about you?

- Harm?
- I'll call you back. Doctor!

- Coming.
- Where am I?

You've been in the hospital.
You all right?

Palmer.

- How do you feel?
- I feel fine.

This isn't possible.

I saw Padre Wiggins, Jarvis.

Just like you did.

He told me what really happened
to your wife.

And he told me how to prove it.

The padre looked just like you said,
Jarvis.

He had on his pack and his helmet
like he'd just stepped off a battlefield.

But it was so beautiful
and so peaceful,

I'd swear it was a vision of heaven.

The doctor said
you were gonna die, Clark.

Then I must have been sent back
for a reason.

To help you.

What did the padre say?

You know, he didn't actually speak,
but I understood everything he meant.

You're innocent, Jarvis.

I know.

The man who attacked your wife,
he's a drug user. A young guy.

And he's got light hair and a beard.

And he's still in Maryland.

He's turned his face
away from God.

This vision had a lot to say, Palmer.

He told me what he needed to,
commander.

Yeah? Did he tell you
where to find this man?

No. But he said that he would.

If we go there, he'll lead me to him,
just like he lead you to your wife.

Oh, you want us
to let you out of prison,

put you on a bus to Maryland?

Why don't I give you
a blank passport

and a couple credit cards
while we're at it?

I'm not asking for anything
for myself.

No, just a bus ride
around Baltimore.

Lot of people in here
would kill for a little fresh air.

Yes, I'd get some air, commander.

But deny me that

and we give up an opportunity to get
this innocent man out of here forever.

As your commanding officer,

I'm required to review your orders
from the White House Military Office

concerning your responsibilities
for the briefcase.

I'm pretty clear about those, admiral.

I looked at them last night.

All night.

- All night?
- Yes, sir.

Well, you do look like hell.

Lieutenant, do you have a problem
with this assignment?

Sir, as a member
of the United States Navy,

we train and prepare
to kill the enemies who confront us.

Actually, as lawyers, we train and
prepare to overcome their objections.

But to kill so many people
so far away,

people that you don't even know
what they look like,

who they are...

Lieutenant, our nuclear weapons
are not pointed at random locations.

They are aimed
at specific enemy military targets.

Yes, sir.

And they haven't been fired
at anyone at all since 1945.

- I know that, sir.
- And they haven't needed to be fired

because they're ready to be fired.

And our enemies
have always known that.

I understand, sir.

So, Bud, in a sense,
you're not just carrying a briefcase,

you're carrying a paradox.

A paradox, sir?

If you're there with the briefcase,
you won't be needed.

The only chance
that you would be needed

is if you weren't there.

- Yes, sir.
- So be there

in case the president needs you,
so he won't.

Yes, sir.

- And don't lose it.
- The paradox, sir?

The briefcase.

Yes, sir.

- blue convertible.
Can you please bring the car around?

Care for a ride, Padre?
Free of charge.

Commander Rabb,
as I live and breathe.

Father O'R ourke.

- How did you know I was coming?
- Sergeant Major Krohn told me.

Let me...

I thought you were all set.
You had the two miracles

to make Chaplain Wiggins a saint.

One confirmed.
The other's still being evaluated.

Wouldn't hurt
to have something in my pocket.

Hope you didn't come
all the way from Rome. Right here.

No, Missoula, Montana.

There's a dead nun up there
who might be up to some good.

And I thought I had a weird job.

Well, we're always looking
for a few good men,

if you fancy a change of uniform.

Thanks, I'll keep that in mind.

But I think you're wasting your time
on this one, Father.

Are you kidding?
It's a possible double-header.

No smoking in the car.

As I've explained to Archbishop Phillips
and General Hightower,

we usually don't send inmates
out on fieldtrips.

I don't know what religion you are,
colonel,

but I think you'd agree
we've got a rather special case here.

That's an understatement.

Colonel, I know Clark Palmer.

I don't trust him or believe him.

Even when he's come back
from the dead?

- He wasn't dead.
- Supposed to be.

He's faked his death before,
sergeant major.

Could you tell me
how he's fooled our doctor?

- Not yet, sir.
- Unless he didn't fool anyone.

I understand you prayed for him,
sergeant major.

I asked Chaplain Wiggins
to intercede with God,

just the way I did that night
he led me to my wife

and saved her life.

Father, are you investigating this
as a possible miracle?

An otherwise inexplicable recovery.

Our experts will want Mr. Palmer's
complete medical records,

if you will release them.

It's not Palmer's records
I'm worried about releasing.

Father, do you really believe
that if we all traipse off to Baltimore,

Padre Wiggins will appear again
in another miraculous vision, on cue?

I don't know.

But I'd certainly like to find out,
wouldn't you?

Sir, at my trial, you argued that this
same sort of miracle could happen.

To you, sergeant major,
not Clark Palmer.

Well, sir, you seem to accept
part of my religion then.

The very core of my religion is

that any man can be redeemed
if he wants to be.

I understand Mr. Palmer
provided a partial description

of the carjacker you're looking for.

Young man, light hair, beard.

Does that match the information?
What do the witnesses say?

Pale hair, wispy beard.

Sir,

how would Palmer know that?

Mr. President, a photo with you
and the senator, please.

Mr. President, can we get a shot in,
please, sir?

Excuse me.

Can we get a cleanup on aisle three?
Circle in on aisle three.

Commander, I see you brought
the whole damn circus.

You started this.
You came to see me.

No, I told you we had a lead
on a carjacker.

I didn't tell you
to bring out the God Squad.

I would think you'd be grateful
for all the help you can get.

Are you planning on using dead saints
to solve crimes on a regular basis?

Thought we'd try it once,
see how it goes.

And this must be Mr. Palmer.

- How are you feeling?
- Fine, thank you.

That would be thanks to you,
there, Mr. Krohn?

I don't know, detective. I just pray.
After that, it's out of my hands.

Okay.

- Now what?
- Ask him.

Is this where the last victim
was carjacked, sir?

Yeah.

Her car was parked over there.

She came out with her groceries,
pulled out her keys...

Well, then,
he must have been over there.

Yeah, he was.

So, what are you expecting
to see exactly?

Some sort of vision?

Yeah.

And that's gonna lead us
to the carjacker?

Look, I gotta tell you.

If this guy leads us
to somebody's front door,

I'm not sure I'm gonna be able
to convince a judge

I had probable cause
to go busting in.

Unless some giant flaming finger
comes pointing out of the sky.

You expecting to see that?

I'm trying to keep an open mind.

He saw the padre, detective,
the other night

when he was supposed
to be dying.

Just like I saw the padre
the night he lead me to my wife.

And he also knew things
about the carjacking

that nobody in Leavenworth knew
except Commander Rabb here.

All right, fine.

I'm open-minded too.

Just give me a sign.

One-one-two-one, repeat location.

Oh, yeah. This is 1121. I have a...

Is this gonna happen?

I don't know.

Let's find out.

Palmer.

Well?

We need to give it more time.

Well, unfortunately,
we don't have more time.

We can't keep these officers
on for another shift.

I can't control that.

I'm not the one running this.

You've given it this long.

Sir, these things don't happen
on cue.

Well, when do they happen?

When they need to, sir.

Well, this one needed to happen
about two hours ago, sergeant major.

Sir,

it's my only chance.

I'm sorry.

I wanted to believe him. I really did.

Go home. I owe you.

Wrap it up!

Take us to the airport, sergeant.

- I'm sorry, Jarvis.
- It's not your fault.

Father, how can this happen?

I saw the padre
and he said I'd see him again.

Nobody owes us any miracles.

What are you gonna do, Jarvis?

Go back to jail.

I expect every member
of this administration

to stay well within the boundaries

that define legal and ethical conduct.

This means avoiding
even the appearance of problems.

This means checking and,
if need be, double-checking

that the rules have been obeyed.

You and I and the vice president
share the same goals for our country.

And the current commitment
to achieving...

That's right, colonel. Nothing.

I've rescheduled the flight, sir.
We should arrive about midnight.

Aye, sir.

Would it kill you
to stay one more night, try again?

The logistics would, Father.

Security for two prisoners,
travel vouchers.

Krohn shouldn't be going back
to prison. You know it.

Look, I believe I've been
more than reasonable, Father.

Taking these two
halfway across the country

on the basis
of Palmer's alleged vision.

He saw what I saw, commander.

Well, the panel at your trial didn't even
believe you, sergeant major.

You did.

The only defence you had.

And you thought it was a lie?

I didn't know.

I still don't.

- Father.
- What?

He's there.

The padre?

I see him.

We're going the wrong way.

- He says we've got to turn around.
- We're not turning around.

- We'll miss the flight.
- Commander, for God's sake.

Turn around, sergeant.

Yes, yes. Where is he?

Taxi!

Turn right here.

- You're sure?
- Yes.

It's what he's telling me.

I think we're going in circles.

We haven't been here before.

I don't know. This is ridiculous.
This doesn't feel right.

- Sir, this is what we came here for.
- I don't think it's much farther.

Palmer, I have never in my life
given a damn what you think.

Can't you accept it, Rabb?
That maybe there's something

your lawyer's mind can't reduce
to rational rules?

Or is it your pride preventing you
from hearing anything this man says?

You know, Father, I don't have
to take nonsense from anyone.

To the unbeliever,
faith looks like nonsense.

He says it's there.

- Where?
- Just after the railroad crossing.

What railroad crossing?

That railroad crossing.

It's just ahead. He's signalling.

Sergeant major,
do you see anything?

No.

All right, move ahead slowly.

Look.

Thanks be to God.

It's Robin's car.

A lime green Impala.

I don't believe it.

I mean, I believe it.

Ambush!

Getting confused, God boy?

You never saw the padre.

Oh, sure, I did.
Big fat guy with a red suit.

Sack full of toys too.

Oh, wait a second.
That was Santa Claus.

Padre?

It's just ahead.
He's signalling.

No.

It's an ambush.

I saw it.

The padre showed it to me.

- Please, let's go.
- Shut up.

Carlton, pull up. It's here.

If he opens his mouth again,
shoot him.

Don't move.

Drop it.

Game's over.

Lieutenant,
nobody's exactly blaming you.

The president was running late for
an Easter party with some Cub Scouts

and had to cut his speech short.

I feel terrible about it, sir.

I ran all the way back
to the White House.

And they were glad to see you.

But they decided to move on
to the next officer in rotation,

a Coast Guard commander.

Coast Guard, sir?

It's probably best for all concerned.

Oh, I suppose so.

It was actually kind of boring, sir.

Lieutenant, that's a good thing.

- Have a seat.
- Got a call from Leavenworth.

They found the guilty party
in the stabbing.

He says he gave the knife to Palmer
to get rid of.

By putting it
in your wedding present?

His idea of fun, sir.

They're making it up to me
by sending a spice rack free of charge.

I think Colin Powell's got one
of their desks.

That's Bill Clinton, sir.

How did Palmer fake that brain attack
or whatever it was?

A tiny dose
of genetically altered fugu toxin

smuggled in by the same people who
were waiting to free him in Baltimore.

They sent it inside his April issue
of Christian Convict.

Commander Rabb secured them?

Two DSD assassins
we've been after for years.

To set their plan in motion,
they committed a carjacking

just like the carjacking
of Sergeant Major Krohn's wife.

That would get
Cmdr. Rabb's interest.

And then Palmer faked his vision

so the commander would take him
to Baltimore.

So they didn't carjack Mrs. Krohn?

No. But to bait their trap,
they bought a hot lime green Impala.

It turns out
it actually was Mrs. Krohn's car.

The police tracked it back
to the man who did carjack her.

That's quite a coincidence.

To say the least.

If it checks out,
I'll ask the Convening Authority

to release the sergeant major
pending a joint request

that his findings
and sentencing be set aside, sir.

And we have another miracle
on our hands.

Some days, I love this job.

Sir.

Good to have you back,
sergeant major.

It is outstanding to be back, sir.

- Father.
- Precognition, vision of the future.

It's gonna be hard to write this up.

Well, I don't write them, Father.
I just see them.

But sir, it's your vision
I'm curious about.

You had that backup all arranged.

You knew
he was leading us into a trap.

Sergeant major, you asked me
how Clark Palmer could possibly know

what the carjacker looked like.

I never believed he'd had a vision.

So I knew his friends had set it up.

Well, if it isn't the Father, the Son
and the holier-than-thou attorney.

Keep smiling, Palmer.

Adding conspiracy to commit murder
to your resume

should tack another couple of decades
onto your sentence.

Maybe I can get
the sergeant major here

to testify for me
as a character witness.

You do believe in forgiving everybody,
don't you, Jarvis?

It's God who forgives everybody,
Clark.

But in your case,
he might make an exception.

Let's go.

See you around, Palmer.

He fooled me, sir.

He fooled a lot of people,
sergeant major.

Nobody can fool God.

Not even Clark Palmer.