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♪ I love you

♪ Oh, I want to hold you

♪ But will ya still want me

♪ Would you end my misery

♪ 'Cause, I, I, I still want you ♪

♪ If you change the things you do ♪

♪ I still get that feeling

♪ In my heart

I said leave it.

♪ You are mine

♪ I said, darlin', you are mine ♪

♪ Let's go

- Come on. - Come on, guys.

Hands off.

No. - Come on, baby.

- I said no. - Come on, come on.

- Please, come on. - No.

She said no.

Oh.

- Look out! Look out! - Ow!

I thought I told you

the last time you were in here.

Okay, well, you know, they started it.

Yeah, well, I'm ending it.

Chandler.

Hey, hold up. This is a restricted area.

Military Police personnel only.

Warrant Officer Chandler.

Criminal Investigation Division.

Is that supposed to impress me, Chief Warrant Officer?

It'd be impressive if it meant

I didn't have to freeze my ass off

coming out to a crime scene in the middle of the night.

Gum? - No, thank you, sir.

Corporal?

Jeffries. Tara Jeffries.

Corporal Jeffries, could you take that light away

from my eyes now?

Sorry, sir.

I forgive you.

So, Corporal, where am I going to now?

Second floor. Ask for Captain Donovan, sir.

Thank you, Corporal.

Officer.

Captain Donovan.

We don't need CID here.

This isn't a drunk and disorderly, Captain.

Murder is our jurisdiction.

The victim was the wife of a Military Police officer.

- The soldier on the stairs? - Sergeant Barry Atkins.

Where was he tonight?

He's one of my men.

That's not what I asked you, sir. Was he on duty?

He was off base.

But his whereabouts are accounted for,

Chief Warrant Officer.

Don't waste your time. My men have it all under control.

Well, Major Dawson wouldn't like it

if I didn't at least pretend

to do what he ordered me to do.

What are we working with here?

You know we've had a string

of burglaries on base.

This one went bad.

Poor Franny surprised the perpetrators

and got a kitchen knife in her chest.

Your boys find her wedding band?

No, gone with the rest of the jewelry,

some cash, and silverware.

Strange they missed this.

This handle match the set in the kitchen?

Yes, we have done this before.

Yeah.

Door was wide open?

She didn't have the dead bolt locked.

Franny was the trusting type.

Yeah, I can see that.

Anybody talk to the neighbors?

There's only one on this floor, Mrs. Owens.

The building has been mostly vacated.

We questioned her. She didn't hear a thing.

Like I said,

we have this investigation well in hand, Chandler.

Can we take this outside, Captain?

If we must.

I'll get right down to it, Donovan.

I know your MP's can handle this, but they shouldn't.

Thanks, Private.

[Donovan[ And why is that?

Well, for one, the Military Criminal Code says

that homicide is CID's responsibility.

No, screw jurisdiction.

This one is personal. Can you understand that?

Noted.

And the second reason why your MPs shouldn't be involved.

Personal feelings can get in the way of an investigation.

You know that the prime suspect

in any spousal homicide is the husband.

In this case, your Sergeant Atkins.

We've eliminated Barry Atkins as a suspect.

Already?

Atkins checked out a car at 6:00 p.m.

He spent the evening

with his wife's brother's family in Modesto.

Fran's brother, Tom, confirmed

that Atkins was with him until midnight.

So unless you think her own brother would lie

to protect his sister's killer,

the Sergeant was 50 miles away when she was attacked.

No, this was a burglary gone bad.

And we, not you, are gonna get the scum bags who did it.

Capisce?

That was quick.

Yeah.

It seems Captain Donovan was even less impressed

by my badge than you were.

Good night, Corporal.

Good night, sir.

- I'm sorry for your loss. - Thanks, Mike.

Barry. I mean, Sergeant.

I'm so very sorry.

Sorry for your loss.

- Such a nice girl. - Yeah.

- Here, honey. - I'm good, thanks.

You gotta eat.

I'm good.

Thanks for coming, Mum.

Oh, where else would I be? My boy needs me.

- I'm so sorry. - Thanks.

Have you heard from Dad at all?

Left a message.

Screens his calls in case I'm looking for alimony.

I'm sure he'll leave you a nice warm telegram.

Sergeant. Warrant Officer.

Terribly sorry for your loss.

If I can help in any way,

officially or otherwise, you just name it.

I'm gonna get the guy who did this to my wife.

I know you will.

Lieutenant Chandler, Criminal Investigations.

This is my mother.

- Mrs. Atkins. - Call me Bunny.

Please, everyone does. It's nice to meet you.

- Attention. - At ease.

As you were.

It's a wonderful service the chaplain gave.

Wonderful.

Our prayers are with you.

Thank you, sir.

Mother, you remember Major Dawson, my commanding officer.

- Major Dawson. - How nice to see you again.

Sergeant, do this.

Why don't you take a couple of days, regroup,

when you feel up to it, just report to me at Headquarters.

Begging Major's pardon, sir,

I'd like to get back on duty as soon as possible.

I understand. I'll discuss it with Captain Donovan.

- Thank you, sir. - Bunny.

- Get your hands off me. - Relax, Tom.

Relax? My sister is dead.

She's dead.

There's nothing you could have done.

There's nothing I could have done?

What's going on, Tom?

What's going on?

Any of these people actually really know Fran?

Any of you people know Franny?

Huh? Did you know Franny?

Franny was nice to everyone she met.

People remember kindness.

Yeah, a lot of good it did her.

What about you, Mr. Policeman?

Couldn't even protect your own wife. Huh?

No one's sorrier than I am, Tom.

No one's sorrier than I am.

And why wasn't she with you that night

when you came over, huh?

She wasn't feeling well.

Then why didn't you stay home and take care of her?

You're her husband, you're supposed to take care of her.

- Tom! - Get your hands off me!

I don't think Franny would like you

acting like this, you know?

I think that we're all just trying

to do the best we can here.

Should have taken care of those guys the first time.

Lock yourself out, Officer?

Hello again, Corporal.

It's Tara.

Corporal Tara. No, I have my keys right here.

How are you liking your new post?

It's fine.

Just have to get to know San Francisco.

It's pretty good once you get to know it.

Well, with the base closing in six months,

I don't think I'll have time

to develop any strong feelings about it either way.

Yeah, we don't have much time.

Excuse me?

Can you come by the enlisted mess on Friday night?

All the MPs get together for drinks

when we're done our shift.

And you want me to?

Drink. That's what we do there.

Do you drink?

When I have to.

Me, too.

I should get in there and pay my respects.

Friday night, remember.

The Presidio.

Sir?

This base has been a military fort since 1776.

Back then the Spanish flag flew over these walls.

U.S. Army took over in 1848.

The Presidio's been part

of every conflict we've had since then.

And soon it's gonna be gone.

Damn base closings. Damn budget cuts.

Yes, sir, damn budget cuts.

I just finished the report

on the Deats-Able court martial.

Excellent work.

Thank you, sir, but the facts were pretty straightforward.

I have your new case right here.

The Capobianco hearing?

But what about the Frances Atkins case?

Oh, the MPs are on that.

It's a homicide. It's supposed to be ours.

Well, Captain Donovan feels it's part

of the MPs ongoing investigation into the base burglaries.

I tend to agree with him.

Major, Sergeant Atkins' squad was investigating

a series of robberies.

It's my theory he got too close.

Maybe the men who killed his wife are sending him a message.

Maybe. Why do you want it?

It's my job.

I know, I know you think

you've got something to prove here, Chandler.

But you don't.

You don't. That's why you're here.

That's why we're all here.

Come on, James, you know, just, just start thinking

of this base like it's the Titanic

and your only job is to stand on the deck

and watch the grand old lady disappear into history.

- Sir, the MPs are- - Are on it.

The MPs have got it covered. Let them handle it.

Don't make any waves.

Capobianco is your next case. Do you understand that?

Of course, sir.

Captain, something I can do for you?

Seeing as you're new here,

I want to make it clear to you how things work.

And how is that?

We run this base.

Does the General know that?

'Cause, I mean, we can call over to his-

Aw, Shut up. You know what I mean.

Was that necessary?

And just because this base is going all to hell,

me and my men are not gonna go with it.

You understand?

I gotta tell you guys,

you're confusing the hell out of me.

First you run the base, then you don't run the base.

He's a general, you're a captain.

I'm a little fuzzy on this whole chain of command thing.

Well, let me give you the Braille version.

Stay away from Fran Atkins. Stay away from Sergeant Atkins.

And stay out of our affairs.

You left out the "or else," Captain.

Or else.

Okay.

Welcome to the Presidio.

I'm very sorry about your sister.

Thanks.

Why aren't we doing this at your office on the base?

I thought this was nicer.

I was always the guy in college

who asked the teacher to take the lecture outside.

Yeah, me, too, but they never did,

that's why I became a teacher myself.

Oh, yeah? What do you teach?

I teach biology to eighth graders.

- Brave man. - Yeah.

You ever take the class outside?

Sometimes.

You said on the phone you wanted to talk to me.

I'm a little confused.

I already gave a statement to the Military Police.

Well, I'm not with the Military Police.

I'm a Criminal Investigator.

It's like the difference between a detective

and a beat cop.

I'm the brains, they're, well, they're the brawn.

So what do you want from me, Lieutenant?

I wanted to ask you about the previous incident.

You reported what you thought was an attempted burglary

at your sister's apartment about three weeks ago

when you were visiting.

Can you tell me about that?

I was, um, spending the night with Fran, on base.

Barry was at his mother's

and Fran was afraid to be alone that night.

Fran didn't go with him to his mother's?

Barry's mother wasn't a big fan of my sister's.

You see, Fran's dream was to be a wife and a mother

and Thelma just didn't think that was ambitious enough.

Fran ever say what she was afraid of?

She was like that ever since she was a kid.

Anyway, that night, around midnight the doorbell rang.

I was staying in the living room,

so I got up and answered it.

I opened the door and there were two guys standing there,

who looked very surprised to see me.

- Did you recognize them? - No.

They weren't wearing military garb.

They were wearing jeans and windbreakers.

What did they say?

Nothing, I asked them what they wanted. They took off.

- That was the end of it? - Yeah.

I told Barry about it.

I gave him descriptions of the two guys.

They made drawings and everything.

He told me that they were probably just looking

for a new recruit's apartment.

I guess it happens all the time on the base.

All the housing looks the same.

Do you think it was those two men

who returned a few days ago?

God help me if it was.

Corporal Phillips, check these against Presidio personnel,

then run them through NCIC, San Francisco P.D., FBI.

Match might turn up anywhere.

Is this about the Capobianco hearing?

Yes.

Okay.

Mrs. Owens?

Warrant Officer Chandler, Criminal Investigations Division.

May I speak with you for a moment?

Certainly.

Let's take a walk.

This is about Franny, isn't it?

Yes. I heard you were well-informed.

Oh, you mean you heard I was the base gossip.

It's okay.

Just between you and me, with my husband out on maneuvers

as often as he is, I have little else to do

but to keep track of the petty crap

that goes on around here.

What I heard was

that you were a friend of Fran Atkins.

Well, we were the only people in the building. We talked.

The MP's report says you didn't hear a thing

the night of the attack.

No, I wish I had.

It was one of those rare nights that my Glen was home

and he snores like a freight train.

Where's your husband now?

He just shipped out.

25th Postal Company, Camp Zama, Tokyo.

It's where I'm headed next week.

- Camp Zama, mama. - Mm-hm.

Japan, you must be excited.

Oh, Mr. Chandler, when I first met my husband,

he was stationed at Fort Bragg.

Promised to take me away from North Carolina,

and what have I seen?

Abilene, Texas. El Paso, Texas.

Fort Worth, Texas. Tampa, Florida, now here.

San Francisco, the big time, right?

To a base that's closing. Buildings empty, falling down.

And as if that wasn't bad enough,

now we have burglars and killers runnin' around

and I am afraid to leave my apartment.

So, yes, I can't wait to get away from here.

Japan does not matter.

Even Fort Bragg would look good right now.

What about Fran Atkins, how did she like it here?

Oh, Franny? Well, Franny loved it.

She loved being an Army wife.

Sergeant Ken and Barbie is what we used to call them.

- No fights? - The usual.

Which would be?

Well, Fran wanted to start a family and...

Atkins didn't want children?

Yeah, he wanted children. He just wanted to wait.

He was getting ready to muster up outta here

at the end of the year.

Fran didn't want to wait.

Seemed like she was afraid of something.

Did she tell you what she was afraid of?

Same things that I was afraid of.

Afraid of being alone on the base at night.

Worrying if our husbands were gonna make it home

in one piece.

Do you recognize either of these men?

No, I've never seen them before.

Think.

Maybe they were hanging around or visiting the Atkinses.

No, there's so few people

that come through here these weeks.

I would definitely remember.

You're gonna find the person that killed Fran, right?

Yes. I am.

That's, that's what is says in every single [indistinct].

Hello. This is my friend Corporal Tucker.

Kathy, this is Warrant Officer Chandler.

Hi.

It's nice to meet you.

He's the new man

at the Criminal Investigations Division.

So you better watch your mouth.

I have to get these drinks back anyways.

It was nice meeting you.

It seems different.

Where's she from?

Utah, I think. Interested?

I meant, on the base.

Oh, she's a records officer over at MP HQ. Why?

Thought I saw her before, that's all.

CID. Always investigating.

So, have you investigated me yet?

No.

I'm investigating you.

- Really? - Mm-hmm.

- Why? - Well, I'm wondering.

They are transferring all the personnel off the base

but here you come, big as day,

transferring on for the last few months.

And I'm just wondering what makes you so special.

Maybe they sent me here because I'm not special.

Why don't we finish our drinks?

I'll introduce you around.

Cheers.

They seem like small-time operators.

Not like the guys we had to deal with

when we were stationed in Germany.

See, those bastards, man.

They, they wouldn't think about ripping off the base

if the post wasn't closing.

Everything's falling apart. No order anymore.

Damn straight, not like it used to be.

What about the operation in Germany, Sergeant?

- Uh-uh. - Oh, come on.

I'll tell her. All right, listen.

We knew there was this ring selling crystal meth

to enlisted men.

They were tied in with Berlin's organized crime

but we couldn't prove it.

We had to catch them in the act, on the airfield. Remember?

Sarge here levels his M9 and he says, "Military Police!"

And this kid right in front of him drops his rifle

and takes a dump in his pants.

So there's three of you against 10.

Yeah, but we were only the backup.

Barry went in alone.

Brought them all out without firing a shot.

Got himself a brand-new Heckler Koch G36,

mm, a real beauty.

They wouldn't let me take it back, though.

Sounds exciting.

If any of you don't know, this is Officer James Chandler.

- Oh, we've met. - Officer Chandler.

You slumming tonight, brother?

They water down the drinks at the Officer's Mess.

I thought you knew that.

Thanks.

Sergeant Atkins, how about we shoot

at something that can't shoot back?

- You got a game, do you? - Mm.

All right, rack them up.

How's it hanging, Tiny?

Thanks for the rescue.

I don't think I could have taken any more cheering up.

- Well, they mean well. - Yeah, I guess.

So, I heard that you were an MP down in San Diego.

How are you liking the promotion?

CID? Less action, more red tape.

At least, I don't have to deal with rowdy sailors.

Spent too much time writing them D's.

How about you? How are you holding up?

I feel like I'm watching a movie

with the volume turned down.

I don't know.

It's like I'm seeing everything

but I'm only registering half of it, you know?

I sure do.

Any leads on the burglaries?

Yeah, they always happen on a Wednesday.

But not every Wednesday.

So we doubled up patrols on that night,

but this is a big base, you know?

It's a big base and I've only got a few men left.

Did you check the duty rosters?

Yeah, I checked everyone on duty and everyone off duty.

Come up empty.

I'm going crazy, I just know this was an inside job.

Well, that could be tricky business

investigating your fellow soldiers.

Don't want to make any mistakes there.

Yeah, I guess you would know about that.

Scratch. - Yeah.

- You break. - No, you won.

Go ahead, you break.

All right.

So no leads on the thieves,

what about tracing the stolen property?

They took most of the jewelry,

they've got to fence it somewhere.

Well, I put together a list

and gave it to our local pawn shops

but there's like 50,000 pawn shops

in San Francisco, you know.

- I didn't know that. - There are.

- So, no luck there. - No, not yet.

These guys are smart.

They can't be that smart, they're soldiers.

Like you said, they're not big-time drug dealers,

just petty thieves.

One of them's sure to screw up eventually.

And when they do, I'll be there.

Chandler.

Wait up.

Can I walk you home?

Shouldn't I be walking you home?

Well, normally you should

but seeing as how you're afraid of women,

the thought of a murderer on the loose must be paralyzing.

What makes you say I'm afraid of women?

Well, maybe just afraid of me.

I have been knocking myself out

to let you know that I am interested,

and you're not responding.

I came out tonight, didn't I?

Was that to see me or to question Atkins?

Pretty sharp.

Well, I'm a good cop.

Maybe not good enough to be a detective at CID yet.

Thought you weren't working this case.

I'm not officially. Just trying to help.

Hm.

So, what do you think Atkins knows about his wife's death

that he hasn't told Captain Donovan

and the rest of his officers?

I think he knows that the people

who did this might have really been after him.

Maybe that makes him feel responsible.

And that's not a good feeling.

That kind of guilt.

Feeling you could have prevented something like that.

I want to help.

Do you really?

Yeah.

I find the burglars, I find Fran Atkins' killer.

That's all I want.

You know, you're kind of sweet.

In a big, dumb, faithful dog kind of way.

Thanks, I guess.

This is me.

Look, if you need help, you wanna talk,

call me.

Okay.

Good night.

First robbery, Wednesday, February 1st. Mostly jewelry.

Third robbery, March 14th. Thanks.

Men's watches. Fifth robbery, more men's watches.

Gold chronometer, north of the base.

Two weeks later, the far south end of the base.

Enlisted men's apartments. Enlisted men off base.

Officer's residence.

Lieutenant in San Francisco for a night out.

Where are you?

Where's the jewelry?

Men's gold chronometer watch.

Where are you?

Yeah, you should give it back.

Private.

Got a little pawn action going on?

This? Nah.

It's just some interesting junk

that I sell on consignment, sir.

Guys usually to come in here end

of the month looking for cash.

Before the eagle craps,

things get kinda tight for the enlisted men.

I hear ya. What about this watch here?

Is this real gold? - Couldn't be.

Comes from a buddy of mine.

Got his eye on that DVD player there.

Who sold it to you?

PFC on the motor pool I know.

He is always got a lot of stuff for sale.

Where'd he get it?

Trades with other soldiers around payday.

Tough making it on a PFC's salary, huh?

Yeah. You got it.

If he's got any more like this I'd like to meet him.

What's his name?

You MP, sir?

Oh, hell, no. Just a guy with good taste.

Private Sulway.

Sulway. Thanks.

Get this truck out of here!

Private Sulway?

You just missed him, sir. Private Sulway works graveyard.

Hm. Any idea where I might find him?

You might catch him over at Kitty's, sir.

That's usually where they go for breakfast.

Thank you.

I noticed you don't have any motors in your motor pool.

No, sir.

All the good stuff has already been shipped to other bases.

All we got is a few cars, you know,

for officers who need to get into the city.

I'm gonna need a copy of your vehicle log

for the last 12 weeks.

If you wish to clear that

with your commanding officer, I'll wait.

When I got up this morning,

I come out of the room and I'm naked.

And there's these kids

and they're all over the place, right.

How many kids? How many kids?

- There was five of them. - Are you serious?

- Five kids. - That's what I thought, man.

I'm going, "You're so hot. How can you have five kids?"

- She is hot. - She's only 19. How?

No, no, no, no, no.

She's not 19. She's like, 35, but she got five kids.

What are you gonna do with five kids?

Can you believe that? I really like her.

What, did you just take off or what?

I would have been out the door.

- You went home with her. - The kids-

You woke up in the morning

with five kids crawling off the ceiling.

Coming out from under the bed, from in the closet, from-

Excuse me.

Mind if I join you gentlemen? Are you Sulway?

Yeah. Yeah.

PFC Dwyer and Brooks.

- Do I know you? - How you doing?

No, no, but I bought this watch of yours

at the PX yesterday.

The clerk told me it was a knockoff.

This watch. - Yeah.

Was there a problem? I don't do warranty work, man.

That's funny.

No, no, there's no problem.

I just, uh, I cleaned this baby up

and found that it's worth much more than I paid.

Solid gold.

- Ouch! - Gold, huh?

Looks like you took it in the shorts on that one, Sulway.

Yeah.

So, what, did you come here to make me feel worse?

No, no, it's just, uh,

he told me you might have more like this.

No, no, no way.

That's a, I mean, that's one-time thing.

It's my dad's watch. I needed the money.

Just too bad he didn't tell you it was gold.

Maybe you wouldn't have sold it at the PX.

You know, you're right, Arch.

That's too bad.

But, listen, since I made out so good on the watch,

the least I can do is buy you boys breakfast.

So, you guys all in it together?

The graveyard shift.

Yeah, I pulled that once down in San Diego, latrine duty.

Motor pool must be a dream at night, huh.

Lots of free time,

especially since all the vehicles got shipped out.

Well, listen. I gotta go.

Nice to have met you guys.

Thanks for the watch.

What are you doing?

I traded the watch in exchange for a DVD deck.

There's nothing else for him, he doesn't know anything.

What? One watch.

Shut up!

Sir, light and sweet, just like you asked.

Light and sweet, just like you, chica. Thanks.

I feel bad. - Why, sir?

Having you bring me coffee.

Oh, I don't mind.

Hey, how's the Capobianco investigation going?

Check your car out on a Wednesday

and you get your quarters robbed.

So that's why the motor pool.

Yeah.

They are involved definitely.

They know when you're gonna be gone.

Yeah, but why Wednesday?

What's so special about Wednesday?

Why would they lock up the garbage?

When do they pick up garbage on the base?

Oh, we put it out on Wednesday night.

They pick it up on Thursday morning.

Well, maybe it is that simple. Who hauls away the trash?

I don't know. The city?

No. We'd have to use private service.

Security issues and all that.

Base Operations.

This is Chief Warrant Officer Chandler at CID.

I need the name of the sanitation company responsible

for container pick up, please.

That would be Bayside Sanitation, sir.

And how often do they collect on the Presidio?

Once a week,

every Thursday morning, 0600 hours.

Thank you very much.

Now I got what I am looking for.

About Staff Surgeon Capobianco?

Exactly.

Thanks, Phillips. - No problem, sir.

Officer Chandler.

Corporal.

Is that for me?

Yeah, I guessed I should have brought something.

Well, you guessed right.

Come on in. I'll get some glasses.

It's nice.

This is a lot of applications. San Francisco P.D., LAPD.

Well I didn't study the code of military ethics

so I could check IDs at the front gate.

Oh, really? Why did you?

Wanna be a good cop. Not gonna be in the military forever.

What about you?

Me, I'm just trying to be a competent cop.

Sedona, Arizona Sheriff's Department?

That's the one I hope comes through.

Really? Why is that?

- You ever been there? - No.

Mm. Northern Arizona.

Hot there?

No. They actually get a light snow in the winter.

It is the most beautiful place I have ever seen.

Red rocks, Indian ruins,

and at night you can see every star

in the galaxy, even the Milky Way.

You have to go there.

Well, if you make it into the Sheriff's Department,

I'll come visit you.

To the Sedona, Arizona Sheriff's Department then.

Hm. Now, why are you here?

Well, uh, you told me to call on you, if I needed help.

I knew you needed help.

I think that's why I like you.

- Oh, you like me? - Hm.

Why?

Well, maybe it's my nurturing instincts.

I could tell the first time I saw you.

You looked a little lost.

Like you needed help.

- Psychiatric help? - Maybe.

You get hurt a lot, don't you?

Every time I see you.

Car trouble this time.

Well, I think you need someone to look out for you.

Make sure that you don't bang your head.

Sorry, it's been a long time.

Then I'll be gentle.

You know, I'm a warrant officer and you're a corporal.

We shouldn't be doing this.

No, we shouldn't get caught.

I'm CID, they'd have to arrest us.

So do you wanna handcuff me, or should I handcuff you?

Look, I shouldn't be doing this.

Please, Jimmy.

Jimmy, Jimmy, Jimmy.

I said no.

What is your problem?

I'm sorry, I just don't like being called that.

Your name?

It's hard to...

I can't explain. Some bad memories.

I'm not a very nice guy.

Well, then I won't be a very nice girl.

You're buying two, Forrester, let's go.

Move it! Move it!

Let's go!

Was it so bad?

No, it was, uh...

It was so good.

Then where are you going in such a hurry?

I gotta go.

I have to take out the garbage.

Really?

It's nothing. It's a case.

You don't trust me?

That's okay. You don't have to tell me.

Tara, there is something I have to tell you.

Something you need to know.

There's no need.

Everybody talks about the new guy on base.

I know you had some kind of problem at your old post.

But it doesn't matter.

Just be happy now,

at this moment.

Ghosts can't get you here.

I gotta go.

Boys from the motor pool.

Privates Sulway, Brooks, and Dwyer.

All in it together.

Well, at least they're punctual.

What's in the bags, boys, huh?

Yeah, Phillips, it's Chandler.

I'm outside the Bayside Sanitation.

It's 105 River Road.

The three burglary suspects are confirmed inside

along with at least two other armed men.

I'm gonna need local police and MP backup.

Sergeant Atkins and the MPs. What the?

No!

What have you got?

Man, you know, good stuff.

You always say that. Open her up.

What are you boys doing off base?

Who the hell is that?

I certainly hope you signed out your vehicle properly.

Military Police. Drop your weapon!

Freeze! Military Police.

Atkins. Sulway.

He's still alive.

What the hell happened here, Sergeant?

I got the bastards who killed my wife.

He killed them.

Give it a rest, James.

I've already called the Board of Inquiry.

Atkins and his men are gonna be restricted

to the base till it's complete.

Well, at least one suspect's still breathing.

He might be able to tell us what went on.

Why don't you tell me

what were you doing there last night?

I was following up a lead.

It's not even your case.

It was on my own time.

Look, I think Atkins knew

who these guys were before last night.

Hey, you, do me a favor, give up.

It's over. Do you understand?

Sulway opened fire first. Atkins had no choice.

Not his style.

What does that mean?

You read the record of Atkins' famous drug bust

when he was stationed in Germany.

Surrounded by armed suspects, he brought them in alive.

Alive. - So what?

So that was different.

This was an execution. He killed our only witnesses.

He killed the people who killed his wife,

who were trying to kill him.

You tell me. What would you have done?

I'd wanna know.

I'd wanna make damn sure I was shooting the right man,

unless I was damn sure I was shooting the wrong one.

James.

Keep it quiet.

Sir?

Follow your nose on this.

But from this point on,

any move you make has to be approved by me in advance.

Do you understand?

Yes, sir. Thank you, sir.

Just pick it up, Mum.

It's ridiculous that we can't eat in a decent restaurant.

My son's a hero. He's being treated like a criminal.

It's standard operating procedure.

The inquiry will be over soon

and I'll be able to leave the base.

When you do, I will cook you a divine dinner.

To my Barry, the bravest policeman in the Presidio.

To Fran.

Of course. To Fran.

Kathy, sit by me.

We're celebrating the fine work of your team.

Mum.

Thank you.

It must have been hairy.

It was a bit of a bang and clang.

All them garbage cans made for ricochet hell,

but you know, we made out all right.

Funny, that's not the way I heard it.

Did any of them even get a shot off, Sergeant?

What do you want? Huh?

I've had a rough enough week.

Now you got something you wanna say to me,

why don't you get it off your self-righteous chest?

Okay.

I think you're a dangerous, egocentric, trigger-happy cop.

How do you like them apples?

You know,

I think you're making a mistake, Officer Chandler.

I'm the victim here, remember? Victim.

Can't you leave my son alone? My Lord!

Someone help him find the door.

Baker, sit down.

You know, it's not my problem

that you don't have the balls to take down a killer.

You know, maybe if you did,

your friend in San Diego would still be breathing, huh?

Officer.

What did you think you were you doing in there?

Just trying to shake some trees. What?

Let Atkins be. He just wants some closure.

Well, he did a good job of closing this case, all right.

That's right, and you know what,

I'm gonna feel safer tonight.

What? Are you mad because you didn't break it?

This isn't about me. This is about your friends in there.

I think maybe you're looking

for a little closure yourself.

You don't know what you're saying.

They caught the burglars.

But I didn't get my killer. Not yet.

I don't understand.

I thought they got the guys that killed Fran.

I know. That's what they told you.

That she was just in the wrong place

at the wrong right time.

But I don't believe that anymore.

I think there's more to it than that.

You don't have to talk to me if you don't want to.

It's okay. What are you looking for?

A reason.

Some reason why someone would want your sister dead.

Someone, or Barry?

I didn't say that.

You didn't have to.

Was there?

No, there wasn't.

There was something.

What is it, Tom? Was it about having children?

Fran wanted kids.

She did. She wanted Barry's kids.

So did he. They couldn't wait.

I thought he wanted to wait.

No, Barry wanted a family.

That's why Fran was so upset when she found out

she couldn't have children.

What, your sister? Your sister-

Fran had a, she had a cyst

in her uterus when she was about 16.

Doctors always told her she'd probably be able to have kids.

Then her and Barry started trying

and about six months ago,

doctors told her it wasn't gonna happen.

I'm sorry.

Did they think about adopting?

Yeah. Barry's hell-bent on having kids of his own.

It was around then that Fran got worried.

Paranoid that Barry would leave her.

Did she ever say anything,

that she was worried that maybe there was someone else?

Oh, yeah. That's when she started to feel inadequate.

Fran was a beautiful, smart,

talented, wonderful woman.

Any man would have been lucky to have her,

and she didn't deserve

to get pushed aside over something she had no control over.

Was there someone else, Tom?

I don't know for sure,

but Fran thought it was one of the female MPs.

Did, uh, did she say which one?

No, but she said she was always hanging around him.

You don't think that he-

I don't know what to think, Tom.

Look, Tara, I wanted to-

ID.

You're clear.

I need to talk to you.

So talk.

Listen, I was a jerk.

And?

And I wanted to try to explain.

Not apologize?

Yes, apologize and explain.

Well, there's nothing to explain.

Then I'm forgiven?

Can you drive through, please? You're blocking traffic.

Cover me.

What?

Look, what is your relationship with Sergeant Atkins?

[laughs] That's quite the apology.

It's important. I need to know.

You need. What are you asking?

Are Sergeant Atkins and I lovers? No, Chief Warrant Officer.

What are you trying to prove?

I think Barry Atkins hired someone to kill his wife.

Why would Barry have Fran killed?

Barry wanted to have children

and Fran couldn't have any.

Then divorce her.

Fran's brother said that Fran Atkins thought

Barry was having an affair with a female MP.

And you thought it was me?

I saw the picture of the two of you.

He was my training officer.

I have never been involved with Sergeant Atkins.

Good.

So, are you through accusing me of stuff?

Yes.

Good.

Then who?

Are you asking me to find out?

You want me to spy on Sergeant Atkins?

Well, you are a police officer.

You could be wrong about him.

You're right, and if I am, I'll apologize.

'Cause you're real good at that.

This is a murder.

I know. I never said I wasn't gonna do it.

Thank you.

Tara, can I call you later?

My shift's over at 4:00.

Chandler.

Officer Chandler, the third suspect just died

of his gunshot wounds.

I've got Detective Robert Sayer on the phone from Houston.

Texas?

Yes.

Says he's got a lead from that bulletin we sent him.

- Put him on. - Okay.

This is Warrant Officer Chandler.

This is Detective Sayer

of the Houston Police Department.

You posted a composite of a home invasion suspect

on the NCIC database a couple of weeks ago?

Yes.

Well, we got this boy down here.

Fits your description. We got him on a rape charge.

Said he came down from your way.

Where is he now?

Got him on three hots and a cot.

Want to come down and talk to him?

We're faxing you his info and his rap sheet now.

Thank you.

Change of plans.

Where are you going?

Texas.

Name's David Raymer.

Got two felony convictions here in Texas.

One in Houston. The other one up in Abilene.

Figured he'd get off our radar, go to San Francisco.

But I guess he got a little homesick, came back down here,

roughed up a girl in a bar, raped her and robbed her.

- Nice guy. - Yeah-huh.

If he gets convicted, it's life.

He'll cooperate. Come on.

Raymer, Warrant Officer Chandler of the Army.

Behave yourself.

I'll be outside. - Thanks.

Mr. Raymer, Criminal Investigations Division

of the United States Army.

It's not that boring.

I'm here to charge you with murder.

Right.

I didn't kill anybody.

Is that supposed to be me?

Good answer.

It's a pretty bad picture.

I don't know these other people. Chick's kind of cute.

That's all you have to say?

I got no reason to help you.

I'm dead to my rights here.

My lawyer's talking to the D.A.

and I don't see you giving me a plea offer here

unless you're here to enlist me in the United States Army.

Nice to have met you, Mr. Raymer.

Do they still have the death sentence in Texas,

the electric chair, old Sparky?

Or is that Florida?

Hey, wait a minute.

I don't have to wait for anything.

I can place you at the scene of a homicide

on the Presidio Army Base.

That's at least accessory to Murder One.

I didn't do it and I can prove that.

Really?

Tell me what you know.

We never touched her.

- Who? - I don't know her name.

I wasn't there the night they did it.

Who were you with?

This guy. My buddy.

You talk to him.

He'll tell you I wasn't there the night they did it.

Did what? What did they do?

Guy comes to us. Wants us to toss this apartment, right?

Chick's supposed to be there alone.

So when we show up there's some guy there. So we take off.

Couple of weeks later,

same guy wants to hire us for the same job.

Double the money.

But I was sick of 'Frisco.

It's too damp.

Look, I don't need the weather. I need names.

Who hired you and your buddy?

I never talked to the money guy.

My buddy did that.

All right. What's your buddy's name?

See, that's the thing. Are you gonna help me out here?

Give me your buddy's name. I'll see what I can do.

Dude, I look like I'm new at this to you?

Look, I'm after who hired you.

If you don't help me,

I'll have the Houston D.A. slap

an accessory to murder charge

on the rap they have you on now.

You got that?

Steve Wilson.

Steve Wilson.

There's probably 1,000 Steve Wilsons in San Francisco.

Where where would I find yours?

North Beach.

Thanks for playing.

Easy.

So, where's Chandler?

I haven't seen him around last couple of days.

How would I know? I'm not his keeper.

Well when you talk to him, which I'm sure you will,

you tell him to wise up.

Stay out of my business.

And what business would that be, Sergeant?

You see the uniform you're wearing?

It's Military Police.

Yeah. Is there a threat that goes with that?

I could have you both brought up

with fraternizing charges.

And why exactly would you do that?

You should be more careful

when you sleep with a fellow soldier.

You would know.

"Kathy Tucker.

"Request for voluntary separation.

"Reason for separation.

"Expiration of active duty commitment and hardship.

"Family emergency retirement.

"Pregnancy."

Fran, you got in the way.

Chandler.

James, it's Tara. Call me ASAP.

I've got some important info.

Tara, Tara, are you there? Pick up.

I got your call and I'm on my way back to town.

I've got to see Major Dawson.

Listen, stay away from Sergeant Atkins until I get there.

You're kidding me.

I think I got evidence, real evidence,

that links him to the crime.

Stay away from him.

I don't want you to get hurt.

Who is it?

It's Jimmy.

Jimmy?

I believe Sergeant Atkins hired someone

to kill his wife while he had an airtight alibi.

Until you come up with a name,

be very careful about the accusations

you're making, Warrant Officer.

Sir, what more do you need?

I need some evidence, James. Jesus!

I've read this Raymer report. You've got nothing.

You've got a convicted rapist who's looking for a deal.

Now, I've cut you an awful lot of slack here.

But you have yet to produce any evidence

that links Atkins with the murder.

What about the general inquiry?

Is Atkins still restricted to base?

Sergeant Atkins and my two MPs have been cleared.

How?

The Board of Inquiry just handed down

its ruling on the shootings.

The soldiers involved were violent criminals.

Damn, man. Self defense.

No further action.

Unbelievable.

What? There's something else, isn't there?

Sergeant Atkins' current tour of duty expires in 72 hours.

He's chosen not to re-enlist.

So in three days he's gonna walk off this base

and we will never know who killed his wife?

We know who killed his wife.

And if you're wrong?

Once Atkins leaves military service,

he cannot be prosecuted by us.

He might be getting away with murder

and you're just willing to look the other way.

I'm, James, I'm not looking the other way.

You've brought me nothing. I can only go by facts.

Facts. Nothing more, nothing less.

I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry.

This is all my fault. I should have trusted you.

You couldn't.

I will never make that mistake with you again.

Hm.

At least I might be able to get out of here a little early.

Head to Sedona, Arizona.

It wasn't your fault.

It is.

Just like last time.

There's no record.

It's not because of something I did.

It's because of something I didn't do.

She was a corporal. Just like you.

She started living off base with this captain.

Only after she moved in

she found out he liked to beat her up

when he drank too much.

So she filed a report

with my office. - Jimmy. Jimmy, Jimmy!

With me.

But because her abusive boyfriend was a superior officer,

my C.O. told me to stay out of their personal life.

I was a good MP.

I obeyed orders.

And the next time that he beat her was the last.

I obeyed orders and she ended up dead.

You did everything you could.

Did I?

Fran Atkins is dead and you could have been next.

You couldn't stop it.

No.

But I can make it right.

♪ Astroplane

- Wilson? - Yeah.

You Chandler? - Yeah.

You called me?

Yeah.

I got a little problem, you know.

Something to take care of, you know what I mean?

And I ask around and I hear you're the man.

You're the man who's gonna fix me up.

I might be. I know you?

Mm. No.

Get you a beer?

This ain't a date. How'd you get my number?

Good friend of yours, David Raymer.

I thought he split.

He did. He's in stir down in Texas.

Maybe he got fingered, huh?

And he's singing a song about you and him got hired

to kill a woman on the Presidio Army Base.

We're done.

Get out of here! Move it!

- Freeze! - No!

- Go! - Get him!

Freeze! Police!

You shot me, you frickin' bastard!

Think I hit the artery.

You got about five minutes before you bleed out.

You killed me?

Not yet.

Tell me about the murder, Stevie.

I ain't killed no one.

Now make a call. Call a frickin' ambulance.

See this? I got 911 on speed dial.

Just tell me first.

Focus, Stevie, focus! Huh?

The hit at the Presidio. Who hired you to kill her?

I didn't kill no one.

You're bleeding bad, man.

Okay, okay, I was there but I just busted the joint up.

I didn't do the slice and dice.

Look at this. Look at this!

Is this the man who hired you?

Man, no, For Christ's sake,

it wasn't a man, it was a chick.

It was a chick! Now make the call.

A woman? Describe her.

Man, she was a real dish.

She was a real broad, I don't know.

That's all I remember. She looked good.

Make the call. Goddammit.

Well, I can't tell you about that.

But it's here. And it's gorgeous.

Yes. Well, the colors are seductive.

Good, good morning. Can I help...

Oh, my God.

My son.

Something's happened to Barry.

Not yet.

For the 8 millionth time,

I don't know what you are talking about.

I don't know the man in these pictures.

I didn't do anything wrong.

I have two witnesses who will testify

you hired them to kill Fran Atkins

and were present the night of the actual killing.

Oh, your witnesses? What are they?

Two known felons who are trying

to get their sentences reduced.

That it?

We're gonna get you for it, Mrs. Atkins.

Now we might be able to take the death penalty off the table

if you tell us the whole story.

How did he do it?

Who do what?

Barry. How did he get you to do it?

Did he just have to ask you? Did you hate Fran that much?

Go screw yourself.

Mrs. Atkins, we know your son asked you

to hire the men to kill his wife.

Help yourself out here.

Maybe he intimidated you into it, threatened you.

We're going to get Barry.

Barry had nothing to do with it.

It was all my idea.

I killed her.

I hired this man

to rob the apartment while I killed Franny.

I'm the one who did the stabbing.

Where did you get the knife?

I, um, I took it from their apartment

when I was over a time before.

I killed her. She was never good enough for my son.

And that's your elocution?

Yes.

It was all me. Barry knew nothing about it.

This is a death penalty state, Mrs. Atkins.

Are you prepared to die for your son?

Do you have children, Officer Chandler?

No.

Then you'd never understand.

The murder of your daughter-in-law.

Okay. I've got this worked out.

Yes, it's all right.

Or did you have some sort of cockamamie idea?

You might have told me why you did that.

I can't believe it.

If a reduced sentence couldn't get her to budge,

I don't know what will.

Whether she gives her son up or not, she dies behind bars.

She thinks she's given him his freedom.

Crazy woman.

Crazy like a fox.

With her elocution,

I can't bring any charges against Barry Atkins.

We have no other evidence linking him to the crime.

What is it with this guy?

How does he get a woman like that to lie for him?

To be willing to take the lethal injection for him.

I don't know. Love?

I've never loved anybody that much.

Let's see if Atkins loves his mother

as much as she loves him.

Can I help you with that?

I got it.

Tara told me to come.

How is she?

She's hurt, but she'll live.

Honestly, it's you I'm worried about.

Barry didn't know anything about it.

How long have you been seeing the Sergeant, Kathy?

Not until after...

His, um, his wife, you know.

Looks like it worked out pretty good for you.

That's a hell of a bloodline you chose to continue.

It is none of your business.

It is, if you're involved in any way.

Involved in what?

I trust Barry. He didn't know anything about it.

Well, seems to me,

with the insurance settlement from Fran's murder,

he could have bought you a bigger house.

You tell me everything you know

and I'll make sure you can raise that baby

from this side of prison.

What the hell do you want from me? Huh?

Barry, no!

Why don't you get off my property.

Barry, no! Stop!

Relax, I just want to talk.

You want to talk? Huh?

You ruined my family.

What the hell else is there to talk about?

Come on, baby. I'll help you with the stuff.

Get out of here.

Your mother's going down for first degree murder.

Are you really gonna let that happen?

She confessed, all right?

I never thought

she could have done something like that, okay?

I mean, I'm, I'm sick about it.

It's, it's a tragedy, but, but, I can't help her now.

You can help keep a needle out of her arm.

How's that? Huh?

What, by saying that I put her up to it? I didn't.

So she just did this for you.

Look, she was a rotten mother, okay,

by anybody's standards.

After my old man left,

she just wanted to party all the time.

All right?

There, there was just one guy in the house after another.

And after about 10, I gave up on the fact

that any of those guys was gonna be my new father.

Then I didn't have a father or a mother.

So, maybe somewhere in her sick mind,

she thought she was helping me.

All on her own?

Mother always did everything all on her own.

She, she couldn't have cared less what I wanted,

or, or, what was going on with me.

It was always all about her.

Are you really gonna let your mother die for you?

Look, she killed Fran. I loved her.

She can burn.

And you? You can get off my property.

Are you really gonna let your mother die for you?

Look, she killed Fran. I loved her.

She can burn.

Barry asked me to hire a hit man

to kill Fran.

They failed miserably.

So I had to go along

and do it myself.

Barry told me where, when

and even gave me a knife from their kitchen

so it would look like

she caught the robbers

in the act.

You just don't know when to quit, do you?

I quit when I get justice.

You call harassing me justice?

You asked me to meet you here, I'm here. Why?

You set up Sulway and the other burglars.

You used their M.O. to make your wife's death

look like a bungled robbery.

And with your alibi, no one would ever suspect you.

- No one did. - Except me.

Are you gonna get to the point, Chandler?

You followed me.

You knew I was going to track them down,

and you knew that if I arrested them

it would become clear that they hadn't killed your wife.

So you had to kill them first.

Wow, that sounds risky.

Yeah, but you had a lot at stake.

And it wasn't really that risky, was it?

Because you'd done it before, in Germany,

when you took down that drug ring single-handed.

I wasn't here alone. My entire squad was with me.

Not at first. I mean, what did you tell them?

Let me have a crack at them first?

To not come in unless they heard shooting?

Then you just did what you did before.

Only this time, you started a firefight.

I mean, hell, man, you even used the same assault weapon

you took off the Germans

and then snuck back here illegally.

Oh, don't even think about it. It's not loaded.

Well, you've proven one thing.

That you have a very vivid imagination.

That is quite a story, Chandler.

It's just unfortunate that in about four hours,

I will no longer be in the U.S. Army,

and you will never get anyone on the base to believe you.

I just need your men to believe me. Do you?

What the hell's going on, Donovan?

You tell me, Sergeant.

Well, Captain?

Barry Atkins, you are under arrest

for the murder of your wife.

What? Based on what?

That fairytale you just told?

You can't prove that. None of it.

Oh, no? Your mother had a change of heart.

She didn't realize how much you appreciated her sacrifice.

She made a full confession.

A real confession this time. It's over.

- Don't do it, Sergeant. - No, go for it.

Go for it!

In cuffs or a body bag, it makes no damn difference to me.

Put it down, Barry.

Don't go out like this.

Sergeant Barry Atkins,

under the military code of criminal justice,

you're under arrest for the murder of Fran Atkins.

Get him out.

Well?

He almost got away with it.

Almost.

I'm so sorry you got hurt.

I forgive you.

Thanks.

Do you forgive you?

Yeah.

♪ Oh, I want to love you

♪ Oh, I want to hold you

♪ But will ya still want me

♪ Would you end my misery

♪ 'Cause, I, I, still