All language subtitles for 09JAG S05E09 Contemptuous Words-eng

Stand clear to roll press.

It's hot off the press.

"The name of the writer,
an officer in the United States Navy,

is being withheld at his request."

Because he knew by writing
that op-ed piece,

he'd committed a crime.
It's a clear violation of Article 88.

Oh, yes, sir, it does appear
to be contemptuous of the president.

Well, let's see, lieutenant.

He calls the president a criminal liar
and spineless buffoon.

- Yeah, I think so.
- Are we investigating, sir?

Colonel, this is gonna be
all over the city in an hour

and around the world in two.

SECNAV informs me

the president is getting a little testy
about this sort of thing.

Find out who wrote it.
He will be prosecuted.

Wow, Harm, with a slice like that,
you'd be two fairways over.

Hey, who wants to play a hole
the easy way?

I guess if I was a member
of Congress,

I'd have nothing but time
to practise my golf game.

Yeah, cocktails and golf.

That's all we do,
until we're voting ourself raises.

This is your idea of relaxation?

Listen, you needed to do
something relaxing.

I mean, ever since you got back
from the carrier,

you've been at loose ends.

Maybe I should take up
stamp collecting.

Wait, wait, wait.
Your grip is too weak, okay?

You need to turn them more
to your right.

Listen,
I met with my opposite number

on the Senate Armed Forces
committee yesterday.

- Like this?
- Look where the V

between your thumb and fingers
is pointing.

West Virginia?

But it should be pointing
to your right shoulder.

I got a peek at the promotions list.

- Damn.
- You were on it.

- Commander?
- No, you skipped four grades

to vice admiral. Yes, commander.

- Congratulations.
- Thank you.

Damn.

You were at your Congressional
Liaison meeting this morning, right?

Yes, sir.

How are things
on the Hill these days?

Oh, definitely moving
to the right, sir.

Well, these things are cyclical.

Had your people seen
the morning paper yet?

Good morning, sir.

No, sir, it wasn't mentioned. Why?

Op-ed piece.

Guest editorial.

"The soiling of the presidency.

Our president,
my commander-in-chief,

is not only a physi--

Physical and mor--

Moral coward..."

Oh, they're making
this damn type smaller

so they can sell more ads.

"--Ward has imposed
his own bravery-deprived character

on the
Armed Forces of the United States

as exemplified by,
among other things,

the sleazily disgraceful restrictions
imposed on our air war over Kosovo."

Written by an anonymous
Naval officer.

Contemptuous words, sir.

- Exactly. Familiar with the concept?
- Yes, sir.

In 1993, an Air Force general,
in a speech,

called the president
draft-dodging, pot-smoking,

womanising and gay-Ioving.

He was reprimanded,
fined and forced to retire.

I think our anonymous editorialist
is entitled to some leave time as well.

Why don't you join the posse?

Yes, sir.

As I told you on the phone,

we take pledges of confidentiality
very seriously here.

We just thought
it might be productive to meet.

So I'd swoon over your uniforms?

I haven't seen
this many sailors since

- "Anchors Away" on The Late Show.
- Actually, I'm a Marine.

Excuse me.

What you're trying to tell me is that
the person who wrote this editorial,

as a military officer,
is not allowed to criticise the president.

But three of you, as military officers,

are allowed to interrogate
a newspaper editor

about who's been exercising
their right to free speech.

Well, ma'am, as military officers,

we accept limits on our right
to free speech.

It's all spelled out in Article 88
of the Uniform Code of Military Justice.

I would hardly call this an interrogation,
Miss Wexler.

Well, if you came by to submit
an op-ed piece,

I'll be happy to consider it.

The reason officers aren't allowed
to be contemptuous of civilian leaders

is to keep the military out of politics.

We don't have military coups
in this country.

I assume your paper
would like to keep it that way.

So if I don't tell you
who wrote that editorial,

I can expect to see tanks
rolling down Pennsylvania Avenue?

How do you know that the author
of this op-ed piece is a Naval officer?

Because he or she
answered some questions we asked

in a very convincing way.

He or she?
You didn't meet this person?

- No.
- So we're wasting our time here?

Well, you did get to give me
a civics lesson.

We didn't get the name, but it looks
like you could have had a date.

Liberals love me, colonel.
I'm a challenge.

We could subpoena their records.

Yeah, they'd scream
freedom of the press,

and the Supreme Court
would get to deciding the issue

sometime during Chelsea Clinton's
second term as president,

if we're lucky.

Maybe you should
ask her out on a date.

You know, she never met him or her
but asked questions and got answers.

- So how would they communicate?
- E-mail.

We can go to ISPs and companies
that operate SMTP servers.

They don't have
a freedom-of-the-press issue.

Don't you love it
when he talks like that?

Places that send and forward e-mail.
That op-ed piece had to leave a trail.

Go get them, sailor.

Okay, how about a break?
You want a snack?

Yeah? Okay.

Yogurt?

Moo goo gai pan from last Sunday
or a dog biscuit?

Yeah, that does look best.

Hello?

This is Colonel MacKenzie.

Yes, I am a lawyer.

Now?

This really isn't my area.

The hospital counsel is on vacation.
We needed somebody right away.

Major Jackson apparently
met you at a party or something.

I guess I come well-recommended.

We needed a lawyer.

This is, or was,
Marine Sergeant Kent Davy.

He was in a car crash
a few hours ago.

Reached us
with severe internal injuries.

- He didn't make it.
- I'm sorry.

What's the issue? Malpractice?

- The car crash?
- No.

The young lady over there,
she's the sergeant's fianc�e.

She says she and the sergeant
were about to get married

and they wanted to have children.

I'm very sorry.

She still wants to have the children.

- Excuse me?
- She wants us to extract his sperm.

That's a negative, ma'am.

- Good morning, Gunny.
- Commander.

Marine, what the hell
is going on in here?

What are you doing in my office?

Your office has been secured.
You can't go in there right now.

- Why not?
- Sir, I tried to call you.

I came back here yesterday
as we discussed,

and I found the server that routed
the op-ed piece to the newspaper.

Excellent. Where did it come from?

Your computer, sir.

You don't think I did it, do you, sir?

No, but, commander,
nobody gives a damn what I think.

I tried to keep this thing in-house,

but to avoid the appearance
of conflict of interest,

pursuit of the matter's
been turned over

to the Office
of Inspector General.

OIG?

Admiral, they land a crooked JAG,
their budget goes up.

Oh, hell, yes.

But, commander, we're in no position
to question their integrity

since somebody
has put yours in question first.

Sir, I rarely lock the door
to my office.

Anybody could have gone in there
and tampered with my computer.

Oh, great, great.

You didn't commit the crime

but somebody else
under my command did.

Sir, all I know is that I didn't do it.

Well, good.

Hate to see you suffer the same fate

as that Air Force general
or Private Callen.

Who's Private Callen, sir?

Oh, in 1942, he denounced
President Franklin Roosevelt

as a dirty politician
trying to enslave the world.

Got 20 years at hard labour.

Of course,
we were at war at that time.

You could probably
get off with, say, ten.

Sir, I've been doing
some more computer research.

I'm not sure I can survive
much more of your research, Bud.

Our systems here are on a network
that's always connected to the Internet.

That means that each computer
has a fixed Internet protocol number.

Which means that the hacker
can sniff his way in,

take control of a computer--

Send outgoing e-mail,
like that op-ed piece.

Exactly. So either some hacker
randomly chose your computer,

or somebody's out to get you.
Maybe to get even for something.

So I've taken the liberty, sir,
of looking through your case files

to find anybody
that you might have pissed--

Antagonised.

Defendants, witnesses,
other lawyers, judges.

My own personal enemies list.

Yes, sir, it's in my office.

If you could find the time to come
and take a look at it...

I think I have some time
right now, Bud.

I thought it best
to cast a wide net, sir.

Well, it's a good thing
I'm easygoing, lieutenant,

or that would be a very large pile.

Commander Rabb?

That's me.

Agent John Nichols,
Office of the Inspector General.

A civilian.

That's right.
So I don't have an axe to grind.

Well, somebody does,
Agent Nichols.

You may wanna take a look
through that stack of files.

I've already read some files,
commander.

I found one that said during
a court-martial on USS Patrick Henry,

you criticised the president's air war
over Kosovo.

Not directly.

Oh, you saved your direct criticism
for the op-ed piece.

Did you say you were here
to conduct an investigation

or just to execute the accused?

I'm investigating, commander.

Would you care to assist me
in my enquiries?

- Yeah, let's go in my office.
- Can't.

My men aren't through searching it.

You can use my office, sir.

- So you deny the allegation?
- I do.

Despite the fact that the editorial
came from your computer?

Somebody could have hacked into
my computer and sent the editorial.

One of these people?

It could be.

"Corporal Arnold Hobson.

Convicted by you of getting drunk,

stealing an armoured personnel carrier
and driving it into the Patuxent River."

Do you really think
that he is sophisticated enough

to identify
your Internet protocol address,

log into the JAG network,
hoax the firewall,

identify your CPU, upload the editorial
and route it to the newspaper?

I don't know.
Why don't you find out?

We'll ask him.

In the meantime, commander,
I suggest you get yourself a lawyer.

Knock, knock.

Come on in.
Just catching up with my fan club.

You didn't do it, did you?

You know, it was my suggestion
that lead to the discovery

that the damn editorial
came from my computer.

Very clever.
Throw people off the scent.

You know,
despite your lousy sense of humour,

you may have what
I'm looking for in a lawyer.

I've just been told I need one.

I can't do it, Harm.

I have just been told
I'm a potential prosecution witness.

- What?
- Agent Nichols found out

about the joke you told

at Commander Mattoni's
birthday party last year.

What joke?

The White House intern...

Close but no cigar.

Yeah, and you say
I have a terrible sense of humour.

Excuse me, colonel. Commander
Rabb, you have a phone call.

Congresswoman Latham, line four.

- Rabb.
- You free for lunch?

Sure.
I can't get into my office anyway.

Occidental, 30 minutes.

- See you there.
- Okay.

You think the OIG
will file additional charges

if I take an early lunch?

- Let me walk you out.
- Where are you going?

Well, if things work out,
to cut the sperm out of a dead man.

They told me they could do it
up to 30 hours after he died.

And they put him in the morgue,
in a refrigerator.

- Miss Westin--
- Laurie.

Laurie.

I'm very sorry for your loss.

Then help me.

They told me they'd do it
if you said it was okay.

- This is an unusual request.
- Well, other people have done it.

I read it in a magazine.

Kent and I were gonna be married
on Saturday.

We wanted children.

I wanna have his children.

This is a terrible time, Laurie,
but I have gotta be blunt.

- About what?
- There's gotta be some suspicion.

About what?

That you're after Sergeant Davy's
survivor's benefits

for the child you might have.

I will sign a paper.
I will do whatever you want.

I don't want money.

I don't want benefits.
I just wanna have Kent's baby.

That's what you want.

But we have no way of knowing
what he wanted.

Yes, we do.

I went home and got these.

He mailed them to me

when he was on temporary duty
in Guantanamo.

There.

"My darling,
I think about you all the time.

About the life we're gonna have.

Together forever.

I don't care
where the Marines send me

as long as they send you with me,
you and our kids.

Daughters as beautiful as you are,

sons who will love their mother
as much as I do.

I'm the happiest man in the world."

He sounds like a wonderful man.

He wasn't exactly
my first boyfriend, colonel,

but with Kent,
everything was different, special.

Your child will never know him,
Laurie.

Is that really what you want?

I mean, you're a young woman.

Someday down the road,
you might meet another man.

Other single women have kids.

Lesbians. I mean, professional women
go off to China and they adopt.

Why can't I have a child
with the only man I've ever loved?

Right this way, sir.

Excuse me,
can we see a wine list, please?

Well, you didn't tell me
you were bringing friends.

It's an honour, commander.

I read about your exploits
over Kosovo.

Pushing that crippled plane
by its tail hook.

A genuine hero. Please.

Harm, this is Daniel Citrone.

He used to sit on the National Security
Subcommittee with me.

A genuine congressman.

Ex. The voters decided
I was ready to retire.

Now I run an outfit called
the Roanoke Liberty Foundation.

I've heard of it.
It's a big name in conservative causes.

Principled conservative causes.

This is Suzanne Moore,
our administrative officer.

It's an honour.

Really? Then you haven't heard
what's been going on with me.

Oh, we have. That's why
we asked Congresswoman Latham

to introduce us.

Well, call me naive,
but I would have thought

that you and the congresswoman
would despise each other's principles.

We're politicians, not fanatics.

We can distinguish
our philosophical differences

from our common humanity.

I only agreed to set this up
because I'm worried about you, Harm.

The Navy will do anything
to minimise its embarrassment,

including throwing you
to the sharks.

I remind you,
Congresswoman Latham,

you have a habit
of underrating the Navy.

And how would you rate the way
they've proceeded against you so far?

- I believe they'll do the right thing.
- We just wanna make sure of that.

So we're offering you
top legal counsel at no charge.

Well, sir, no disrespect, but you people
are famous for being anti-Clinton.

I show up with one of your lawyers,
I'll be proving their case against me.

Then don't use our lawyer.

We'll hire you a Communist
if you want.

It's still your money.

We're not poison,
Commander Rabb.

We've won very important victories
for student-led school prayer,

the right not to be forced
into unions.

I brought you some copies
of our newsletter.

"Moral values, not market values.

Raise our children
with discipline and devotion,

not the wackily trendy guidelines
of the education establishment."

I'm sure you agree
with at least some of our issues.

I'm just not ready
to be one of your issues.

Harm, you're gonna be an issue
whether you want to or not.

At least go to battle with help.

Don't they teach
something like that at Annapolis?

That fact that I'm innocent
should be enough.

That's a lawyers' joke, right?

Harm, you've had a dozen calls
from reporters

and Tiner's been sending them
to me.

What's he sending them to you for?

Well, I don't know. Maybe he thinks
my accent will confuse them.

Look, if there's anything you need...

As a matter of fact, Mic, there is.

No worries, mate. Come on in.

Take a load off.

This used to be my office.

You want it back?

I'm not sure it's gonna help
with the case.

You inherited my old computer.

You've had time
to crack the password.

Oh, so I wrote the op-ed piece?

Now, would that be before
or after I killed JFK?

Somebody wrote it, Mic.

It wouldn't be a crime if you did it.

Not unless it defamed
Her Majesty the queen.

You see, that's our law, mate.

You find this all very amusing,
don't you?

No, I don't.

Well, you haven't stopped smiling
since I came in here.

Because you accused me of libelling
the president of the United States

and framing one of my fellow officers
for the deed.

Now, if I didn't find this all
very amusing,

I might take a poke at you, mate.

Chief pharmacist
call inpatient services.

Chief pharmacist...

It's gonna be all right, Laurie.

I know. I just--

I can't stop thinking
about what they're doing to him.

The procedure was completed
a few minutes ago.

A urologist looked at the sperm,
and they appear to have good motility.

- As soon as you--
- Are you Dr. Cannon?

- Yes.
- And this is Laurie, right?

- I can't believe your nerve.
- Ma'am, you are?

Melinda Davy. Mrs. Melinda Davy.

- Mrs. Davy?
- That's right.

I'm the wife of the man
the doctor here just cut up.

- Laurie?
- They're divorced.

Not until Friday.
He's still my husband.

Or he was.

That's why you're getting married
on Saturday.

It was some kind of waiting period,
a formality.

Right. So formally, I'm the widow.

Not to mention the victim
of a husband-stealing tramp.

They say you removed
my husband's sperm,

- I want them destroyed.
- Colonel?

I want them destroyed right away
or I'll march down to my lawyer's office

and get a court order
to make you do it.

Help me.

Please.

So did you rule out
Commander Brumby, sir?

For the moment.

Do you think Tiner might have got
a little giddy one night?

I don't think Tiner
can spell hypocrisy, sir.

You know, one of the witnesses
in the Mosley court-martial

took a swing at me
after court one day.

William Johnson, sir.

I believe he's still in the service
and he's on the Reeves,

and they've been out to sea
since August.

Do you have voice activation
on your computer, Bud?

No, sir.

Who's typing on it then?

"Give your friend Harm
my condolences.

Tough break.

Did I put my foot in his mouth?"

It's a mental game, commander.

That may be, but I still get to hit
something with this big club.

I heard you had a mysterious intruder
on one of your office computers

and the inspector general
is too busy investigating you

for criticising the president
to look into it.

- Where'd you hear that?
- You have friends, commander.

Why don't you let me
be one of them?

One of my friends did look into it.

Apparently, that signal bounced
around the world a few times

including off a couple of satellites.

It'll take a lot of resources
to track down whoever sent it.

We have a lot of resources.

And a lot of political baggage, sir.

Would you rather take help
from an organisation

that participates legally
in our vibrant democracy,

or be railroaded
all on your Ionesome?

No press releases.
No public announcements.

You just help me find
the son of a bitch quietly.

You make the rules, commander.
We just wanna help.

Hey, Harm, congratulations.
I heard you're on the promotion list.

I think we can consider that
temporarily delayed.

This whole thing is ridiculous.

They'll find
whoever wrote that editorial.

Well, they don't seem
to be looking very hard right now.

What is that?

Frozen sperm.

And I got in trouble
for telling a Clinton joke.

Don't start. This was removed
from the body of a dead Marine.

His fianc�e wants to use it.

His almost-ex-wife wants it destroyed.
The last time I saw her,

she was running off
to get a court order.

You're hiding it from the court?

No, I don't know
that she got an order.

I'm just keeping it safe.

Next to my lasagna?

Frozen sperm. It's hers.

Oh, some kind of
do-it-yourself kit, right?

Excuse me?

Commander Rabb, they told me
I could find you in here.

Yeah, let's go to my office.
These two wanna be alone.

Excuse me.

This place is so impressive.

Just a bunch of lawyers.

I'm sure you see a lot of those
in your business.

Not with three dozen combat missions
under their belt.

I'm just so excited
to be working with you, commander.

Harm.

Harm.

Is this yours?

Were you wearing it
when you flew over Kosovo?

Yeah.

Unfortunately, now I have to wear it
when I come into the office.

Did you find anything, Miss Moore?

Suzanne.

Suzanne.

Did you find the joker
who sent the e-mail?

As a matter of fact, yes.

We did a worldwide search,

hired analysts
in three different countries.

That message went through
two pornographic websites

on Malta alone.

So where did it come from?

Do you know anybody
in Leavenworth, Kansas?

Yards 4 and 5 are now open.

What exactly is your connection
with Clark Palmer?

He's kidnapped me, sir.
He's tried to kill me.

He tried to trick me
into shooting my former girlfriend.

He's a sociopath
who's made me his hobby, colonel.

Well, he's safely locked up now.

I don't see how he could hurt you.

- Where is he exactly, sir?
- Right in here.

He has a computer.

We have a labour contract
with the National Park Service.

Our inmates take reservations
for campgrounds.

Palmer has a long history
of fraud and violence, colonel.

On the outside, not in here.

We have to motivate them
to behave.

Working this unit is a reward.

Harm, long time, no see.

You don't write, you never call.

You write me, though,
don't you, Palmer?

I wanted to cheer you up.

Heard you got
in a little bit of trouble, huh?

A Boy Scout like you.

These are dedicated terminals.

They have no link
to outside networks.

You wanna bet, colonel?

Excuse me, Palmer.

What are you doing?

Global search, sir.

Physical and moral coward.

Highlight of a recent op-ed piece
supposedly written by me.

There it is, colonel,
under a file called "Harm baby dot hi."

Sloppy of you, Palmer,
not to have erased it.

Why would I erase it?

No, I liked it so much,
I downloaded it from the newspaper.

After it was published.

Are you telling me this Palmer
character is some kind of evil genius,

manipulates the world from his cell,
leaps over tall buildings?

I'm telling you that he's very smart.

We did what you asked
and looked at his computer.

The date stamp on his copy
of your op-ed piece--

His op-ed piece.

--Is from the day
after the editorial appeared.

So he reset the clock
on the computer.

It doesn't take a genius to do that.

Commander Rabb,
the newspaper's website

sticks a few invisible bytes
into every article it uploads.

They call it a digital watermark
to track the usage of its material

and to protect its copyrights.

And those bytes were on the copy
in Palmer's computer?

That's right.

He didn't send the article
to the newspaper.

He got the article
from the newspaper.

He's playing with us.

If you have any other evidence
to offer in your defence,

I'll be happy to examine it.

- Are you sure this is legal, ma'am?
- There's no court order yet.

I just think it would be prudent
to keep it somewhere--

Where no one can find it.

- Do you have room in there?
- Look.

I'm going to have to keep
the breast milk.

I can defrost this roast.

I was gonna cook it
this weekend, anyway.

It's weird, isn't it?

The mystery of life.

The urge to reproduce.

Dating.

Shall I call him Thursday if he doesn't
call me by Wednesday, blah, blah.

It all comes down to this.

I do wanna have children some day.

Hey, women do it all the time.

Yeah, well, I guess I'll give
the intact organisms a few more years.

- Men?
- Men.

What's the status
on this thing, anyway?

Well, the almost-ex-wife
has got a hearing date coming up.

The girlfriend's trying
to raise money for a lawyer.

And the only injunction
that we have to abide by

is not to inseminate anyone with it.

Then we won't, right?

--status of the case
against the officer

who wrote the op-ed piece
attacking you.

I have not gotten
the final report yet.

All I've gotten so far
is secondhand stuff. Yes?

Pentagon sources say
you are pressing for prosecution

because you were
personally offended.

For me personally, I didn't care.

People say whatever they wanna say
about the pr--

Me, personally.

It had no impact on me.

And I thought, well, here's a guy
who's served this country,

and so what if he doesn't like me,

and he doesn't know me
from Adam's off ox

so, you know, he's just repeating
something he's heard.

Will the officer be prosecuted?

They're gonna make a report
once they have all the facts,

and then there will be
some action taken.

Ain't it grand to be famous?

No, sir, it isn't.

What have you heard, sir?

You're going to court-martial,
commander.

We promised you
no press conferences, commander.

The president didn't.

Good thing too.

Because we know how that man
hates to break his word.

So, what's next?

We have a press conference?
Or better yet, a parade?

I defend you
to the best of my ability.

If you'll let me.

And, yes, that may require
taking your case to the public

to make them see
how outrageous this prosecution is.

War hero hounded
by dastardly president.

I see, I fit right into
your programme, don't I?

And we fit yours.
You wanna be acquitted,

and Mr. Pappas
is the finest attorney you will find

inside or outside the Beltway.

We'll leave you two alone.

I spoke to the Navy.

They'll let it drop
if you resign your commission.

Out of the question.

Good.

So, Mr. Pappas,
what is your strategy

aside from making the public
see how outrageous, blah, blah, blah?

I know you're a fine attorney,
commander.

But do you really think it's wise for you
to try to help me win your case?

Yes.

Okay, but I'm not gonna
split my fee.

They have two things.

The electronic trail
from your computer to the newspaper.

Suggestive, not conclusive.

And the congruence of the attitudes
expressed in the editorial

with your own attitudes.

Are they congruent?

- Some are, some aren't.
- Let's see how it looks.

Pretend you're gonna
be on the stand.

I will take the stand, Mr. Pappas.

Fine. Then we'd better practise.

Commander Rabb.

Moving beyond your party jokes

concerning the president
and Miss Lewinsky--

Fifteen million Americans
told those jokes.

Only one is on trial.

Commander Rabb, do you think
the president is a coward?

I have no idea.

But in Kosovo,

when our planes were ordered to fly
3 miles high for their own safety

while people
were being massacred on the ground,

you believed that those orders
were cowardly, don't you?

I believe they were overly cautious.

What's the difference?

All I know is the aviators who flew
those missions were not cowardly.

- So who was?
- Objection.

- Overruled.
- It would be sustained.

Maybe.

Commander Rabb,
do you think the president is a liar?

I believe that he has not
always been completely honest.

- So you think he's a liar?
- I think he has lied.

How do you feel about the fact
that he's confessed to behaviour

that wouldn't be tolerated by
military officers under his command?

Commander Rabb?

Commander?

How did it go?

- Terrific.
- You know, even if you're convicted--

I'm not saying you will be,
but even if you were,

it wouldn't be completely terrible.

This whole thing
is gonna make a name for you.

- Something good could come of this.
- Like what?

Have you ever thought
of running for Congress?

No.

I'm sorry.

I'm just trying to think
of good things for you.

But they're things that I think are good,
not what you think.

I'm sounding like an idiot, aren't I?

Suzanne, can we talk later?

Yes, good, good. Later, we'll talk.

Are you her lawyer?

No, I'm just trying
to find a resolution to this.

The judge will give us a resolution
this afternoon:

Destroy that tank
and everything in it.

My husband's dead. It's cruel
to make me even deal with this.

You don't have to deal with this.
You could have stayed away.

You're the expert on staying away?
Couldn't stay away from my husband.

- You were already separated.
- You expect me to believe that?

- That's the truth.
- You're a lying slut.

Ladies.

Mrs. Davy,
what if Miss Westin could prove to you

she didn't meet your husband
till after your marriage was over?

How can she do that?
We were living near Washington.

She lives in Washington.

Not that year.
She was teaching English in Japan.

We were stationed in Japan
two years ago.

When she was in Washington.

We'll get you her passport.
We'll get you her employment contract.

Really?

These are some letters

that your husband wrote
to Miss Westin

after your separation was official.

They show
what your husband wanted.

Mrs. Davy, what do you say?

No.

He never wanted children with me.

Excuse me, commander.

Come on in, Gunny.

This came for you, sir.

- Thanks, Gunny.
- Also if I may say, sir?

Speak your mind.

I know you didn't write
that editorial, sir.

But if you did,
I just want you to know

a lot of Marines
stand behind what you said, sir.

A thousand percent.

If you said it, which you didn't.

Thanks, Gunny.

Aye, sir.

Well, they were right.
I could have run for Congress.

On whose platform, sir?

Theirs.

You know, Bud,
I realise that they're using me,

but I'm using them too.

The lawyer's good,
and their publicity machine is great.

"Harm, sorry
for my sensitivity-deprived attempt

to cheer you up.

All of us, including Pappas,
think you should meet these reporters

we've invited to our office
tomorrow morning.

Suzanne Moore."

These are all A-list names, sir.

Major outlets.

They tell me it's a media trial, Bud.

If I wanna save my career,
I take it to the media.

Are you really gonna go through
with this dog-and-pony show, sir?

Bud, you helped me out of loyalty
and friendship.

Everybody else has a price.

I'm sure you'll do what's right, sir.

"Sensitivity-deprived attempt
to cheer you up."

Do you have a safe place
to put that?

I'll treat them
like my own babies, lady.

- What's gonna happen to them?
- I don't know.

The judge wants to hear full
arguments in a couple of months,

but it may not matter.

- Why not?
- Thank you.

Well, Laurie Westin
called me today.

She wasn't feeling well.
She got a home test.

- She's pregnant.
- Well, that's wonderful.

- Well, what about those little guys?
- Little guys?

Little girls?

They may not make it, Harriet.

- Colonel?
- Bud.

Hey, who was that guy,
and what's in the cooler?

The mystery of life.

- Commander.
- People, if you'll just follow us.

- Give us a minute.
- Commander Rabb.

Bear with us
just for a moment, folks.

We'll get all your questions answered.
I promise you.

I'm glad you decided to come.

It wasn't an easy decision.

I know, but it was right.

I promise.

"Sorry for my sensitivity-deprived
attempt to cheer you up."

I am.

I really am.

"Our president,
my commander-in-chief,

has imposed his bravery-deprived
character on the Armed Forces."

What are you doing?

Sensitivity-deprived?
Bravery-deprived?

Pretty unusual word construction.

- I don't understand.
- The newsletter.

"The wackily trendy guidelines
of the education establishment."

The op-ed piece.

"Sleazily disgraceful restrictions."

You like to use adverbs
to modify your adjectives.

Are you saying that I wrote that?

- Pretty distinctive style, Miss Moore.
- Harm--

Shouldn't be too hard
to find that electronic trail

now that we know
where to look, huh?

So where did you sent it from?

Computer in your office?
That would certainly make it easier.

No.

My laptop.

Why me?

Who better?

You're everything he isn't.

The poster boy for Clinton-bashing.

Acquitted or convicted,
a martyr to your cause.

Your cause too.

- You don't know that.
- Harm,

we have to show these people up
for what they really are.

Well, what are you?

Organisations like this are trying to put
the country back on the right track.

Then I'll stay on the wrong track,
thank you.

Okay, think what you want.

But I didn't even commit a crime.
I am not a military officer.

I am allowed to write an editorial
criticising the president.

But you're not allowed
to commit telecommunications fraud

or to impersonate a military officer.

Or to conspire to interfere
with the administration of justice.

I'm sure
the Clinton Department of Justice

will think of a few more things
to charge you with.

This will help him.

You don't even like him.

It doesn't matter if I like him.

He's my commander-in-chief.

Now I'm ready to talk to the press.

I will bear true faith and allegiance
to the Constitution of the United States

and the country
whose course it directs.

I take this obligation freely
and without any mental reservation.

And I will well
and faithfully discharge

the duties of the office
I am about to enter.

So help me God.

So help me God.

You are hereby promoted
to the rank of commander.

Thank you, sir.

Rabb, have you ever once in your life
done anything the easy way?

No, sir.

Yes, ma'am.

Yes, ma'am.

They tell me that the Grand Canyon
is just exquisite this time of year.

Anita, call Frank
in from the newsroom.

I've got an e-mail that looks like
the record of a Swiss bank account

held by Lieutenant Commander
Harmon Rabb Jr.

How did he accumulate $800,000
on an officer's pay?

Congratulations on your promotion.

Thank you.

Congratulations, sir.

Congratulations, commander.