JAG s02e06 Episode Script

It's all right.
Following in his father's footsteps as a naval aviator, Lieutenant Commander Harmon Rabb, Jr.
Suffered a crash while landing his Tomcat on a storm-tossed carrier at sea.
Diagnosed with night blindness, Harm transferred to the Navy's Judge Advocate General Corps, which investigates, defends and prosecutes the law of the sea.
There, with fellow JAG lawyer Major Sarah MacKenzie, he now fights in and out of the courtroom with the same daring and tenacity that made him a top gun in the air.
And from that time, through wildest woe Hope has shone, a far light Nor could love's brightest summer glow Outshine that solemn starlight For, thus I hoped some day to aid Oh, can such hope be vain? When my dear country shall be made A nation once again It's about forsaking love for a higher cause, independence.
What does it have to do with child abduction? It's the only thing the kidnappers left behind.
Could it be some kind of coded message? No, just a poem.
Apparently, a favourite of the baby's father.
So it's not considered a ransom note? It seems it's his way of informing the mother that he has the child without making an outright admission.
- Enter.
- Sir? Flowers for you, sir.
- Flowers? - Yes, sir.
Roses.
- Set them over there.
- Yes, sir.
Sir, if an insertion team broke in and out of a U.
S.
Military base, would What is it, Mr.
Roberts? A note came with them, sir.
I'll read it later.
Yes, sir.
My yeoman called in sick and I borrowed Lieutenant Roberts.
You were saying, major? If this were a simple custody abduction, the father would have to hire his own private army.
He didn't have to: He's IRA.
It explains why he likes the poem.
Name's Lorcan Barnes, leader of an active Provo faction.
Brits call him The Ghost.
Sir? There's a Miss Delany on line 2.
Says it's important.
You know, personal.
- I'll call her back.
- Yes, sir.
Sir, I assume the baby's mother was a U.
S.
Naval officer.
- She is.
- And she married an IRA leader? No, she stopped short of that.
Lieutenant Linda Nevins, former naval attaché in London.
Transferred to Holy Loch, Scotland after she had the baby.
I'm surprised they allowed her to remain in Britain at all.
Her father pulled a few strings.
Admiral Nevins, CINC-PAC.
Excuse me, sir, but I really think you should speak with her.
Lieutenant Roberts, I am in a briefing.
Yes, sir.
But when I confirmed that you had received her flowers and still couldn't take the call, she became very upset.
What line? Two, sir.
Short version, you're hopping on the first flight to Heathrow, then on to Belfast.
Admiral Nevins wants our people on it.
What does he want us to do in Belfast? The Royal Ulster Constabulary has been tracking his movements in Northern Ireland.
Do what you can to help them find the kid.
Deal with any legal roadblocks.
But I thought you said this Barnes was a ghost.
Well, major, I guess that makes you ghostbusters.
Aye, sir.
Hi, Laura.
Imagine being involved with an IRA terrorist? Talk about being married to a mob.
Harm, we don't always pick the people we end up with.
It just sort of happens.
You know, major, I never had you pegged for such a romantic.
Well, you still have to live with the consequences.
Could you please give me a smile, please? - One smile.
- Like her? - Exactly.
- Yeah.
Exactly 24 million consequences.
Lieutenant Commander Rabb and Major MacKenzie? - That's right.
- Welcome to the U.
K.
Jonathan Graham, R.
U.
C.
I'm to accompany you to Belfast.
- Is there a problem? - Just a precaution.
The IRA have operatives everywhere.
Well, no offence, Mr.
Graham, but their beef is with you.
We may be safer travelling alone.
Perhaps.
But they did steal one of your children.
Who knows what they're up to? And lose the uniforms.
No point in making yourselves a target.
Please excuse the added security.
Provo activity has been up.
You managed to get a bead on Barnes yet? I've been trying to get a bead on Barnes for the last six months.
You think he'll hurt the child? I've long since stopped trying to figure the buggers out, but they have the disposition for it.
That's for sure.
You're gonna have to give me something I can work with, Linda.
Lorcan was private.
He didn't really have any friends.
Oh, we know he had friends.
He had a bloody network of friends.
What is this? An interrogation? Certainly not.
She came to us voluntarily.
I met two men at his flat once.
I forget their names.
- They left as soon as I got there.
- And this was when? About a year and a half ago.
Probably planning the Devonshire bombing.
Lorcan had nothing to do with that.
He was with me that night.
- Was he? That's strange.
- What is? That you should feel compelled to defend him, this man who stole your baby.
He's not what you think he is.
You don't know him.
Perhaps it's you who's the one who doesn't know him.
And who might you be? Lieutenant Commander Rabb, U.
S.
Navy.
Major MacKenzie, United States Marine Corps.
As you were, lieutenant.
We represent Lieutenant Nevins' interest here.
Well, then it seems we share the same interest.
I'm Inspector Vincent Hutchenson.
Would you mind if you and I had a word alone a moment, inspector? Not at all.
I'm finished here, I expect.
The lieutenant has surely helped us all she can.
Good day.
I'll meet you outside.
Not exactly sympathetic, are they? No, ma'am.
Have you told them what Lorcan might want with his son? They have their own theory.
A human shield.
It wouldn't look good for the Brits if an American child was killed while hunting down a terrorist.
I take it you don't agree? Lorcan loves Jimmy.
He would never purposely put him in danger.
So, what's your theory? - Doesn't wanna give him up.
- Does he even know him? I thought you broke off contact before you even had the baby.
Lieutenant, I'm here to help you.
If you wanna get your son back, you'd better start trusting someone.
Lorcan was living underground when I first met him.
He didn't tell me he was IRA until we started talking marriage.
I gave him an ultimatum.
He couldn't give it up.
Seven months later, Jimmy was born.
I took leave and stayed in London so Lorcan could see him.
You should have seen his face the first time he saw his son.
There was an instant bond.
For a moment, I actually thought he might give it all up to take care of him.
But I haven't heard from him in almost eight months.
So I finally requested a transfer.
Jimmy and I were supposed to leave for Norfolk in ten days.
I guess Lorcan just wasn't gonna let that happen.
You'll forgive me if I'm remiss in my sensitivity training.
People seem to forget we're fighting a war here.
- Milk and sugar? - No, thank you.
Yes, that's right.
You Yanks like things straight up.
Inspector, I understand how you might not appreciate Lieutenant Nevins' position.
A terrorist has her child.
What's not to appreciate? That the terrorist is the child's father Yes, that.
Well, I'm sure your lieutenant knows Mr.
Barnes in an entirely different context.
I had the honour of interviewing Mr.
Barnes for several days.
He can be quite charming.
- You had Barnes in custody? - Well, it's quite embarrassing, really.
We were moving him across the Channel when his compatriots slipped him off the ferry.
There was something of a mole.
We tended it, mind you.
- So he hasn't resurfaced? - Oh, he's resurfaced all right.
Causing bloody havoc.
Who knows how many deaths he's caused? So they've given up on reaching a peace agreement? There'll be no peace with the likes of him about.
If he's that active, there must be intelligence on him.
Leads, informants.
Information grows old quickly, my friend.
The devil moves about every 12 hours.
He fancies himself Yasir Arafat.
Well, so, where do I start? Well, you're gonna find him yourself, are you? Respectfully, sir, the child seems low on your priority list.
Respectfully, sir, he is.
I'm no more motivated at finding Mr.
Lorcan Barnes than I was yesterday.
The baby only complicates the matter.
Inspector, I appreciate your candour, but as far as I'm concerned, the child is the matter.
If Lieutenant Nevins can provide a lead, I'll happily chase it down.
Short of that, I wouldn't expect too much.
There's a reason we call him The Ghost.
So what? That means we're on our own? Well, he prefers we go home and wait for the phone to ring.
Yeah, not likely.
I think he knows that.
Lieutenant? - What is it? - It's Lorcan.
Watch it, there.
Get off the yard.
Now, why would Barnes risk being spotted outside R.
U.
C.
Headquarters just to catch a glimpse of Lieutenant Nevins? Maybe he wanted more than just a glimpse.
And we spooked him away? Yeah.
Maybe this whole abduction thing is a twisted way to hold on to her.
Oh, yeah.
Kidnapping a woman's baby is a hell of a way to win her heart.
He doesn't have to win it.
She's still in love with him.
Commander? I thought we agreed you'd stay in the hotel.
- Moore.
- Excuse me? Jack Moore.
Lorcan told me about a man named Jack Moore.
He gave Lorcan a job as a kid when In a boxing club - to keep him out of trouble.
- Where'd Lorcan grow up? Somewhere near Newry.
Go to the guts, lad.
That head's a post.
We're looking for Jack Moore.
Come on.
Come on, you gotta risk a stinging if you want a bite of honey.
- Jack Moore? - Who's asking? - U.
S.
Navy.
- Are you now? Don't get many of those around these parts.
We're looking for an old friend of yours, Lorcan Barnes.
Old friend of mine, you say? I know a Joey Barnes.
Real scrapper.
Can't say I know a Lorcan.
He said you were like an uncle to him.
Perhaps you're looking for another Jack Moore? Perhaps you can tell him we just wanna talk to Barnes? Keep your head up.
He'll tag you from underneath.
Barnes and this lady share a child together, a child that could be in danger.
Wish I could help you, lass.
But like I said, I don't know the man.
Well, if you remember anything, we're at the Windsor Inn in Belfast.
How many times must I tell you to duck? Seeing the sights while you're there, are you? - Hitting the pubs and whatnot? - If there's time.
Try O'Shaughnessy's on Eaton Place.
Has a familiar air to it if you're looking for that sort of thing.
Try a pint of Fogerty stout.
It'll see you right.
Thanks.
Keep that in mind.
My pleasure.
More power to you, Shane.
Why do I feel like I'm entering hostile territory? Well, if you're even half right about Barnes, all we need to do is knock and he'll answer.
So what? You just walk up to the bartender and ask if there are any IRA members we could talk to? Something like that.
Can I have a stout? - What kind? - Fogerty.
- Are you sure? It has a bite on it.
- I'll take my chances.
This will cost you three pounds.
I can make that happen.
Lost, are you? Why? Do I look lost? This isn't exactly a tourist attraction.
I'm looking for someone.
Is he a hooligan? Depends who you ask.
Well, you'll not find him here.
This clientele consists solely of self-declared degenerates.
Any IRA? No.
Just your regular thieving bastards.
- We're not political.
- Know anyone who is? Well, can't help you there, sunshine.
If you don't mind me saying, you're much too fine a lady to be sitting here all alone.
- If you don't mind me saying.
- Thank you.
You know, we have a tradition here at O'Shaughnessy's.
Every new patron must challenge the pub champion to a game of darts.
And who might that be? Why, that'd be me.
- Sorry, I don't play darts.
- Well, that's not a problem.
- See, I'm a very, very good teacher.
- That's all right.
I'll pass.
Who would like to see the fair lass take me in a game, hey? Hey, hey.
Well, there you are.
There you have it, love.
Here, now take this.
Take this.
Now, you pull back slightly and then you lob it easy, like you're Like you're tossing pennies down a well.
I hear you're looking for Lorcan Barnes.
Now, don't look at me, no.
No, lass.
You wanna look at the board.
Look at the Your feet.
You've got spread your feet shoulder-width apart.
Shoulder-width and then move your left foot back just a hair.
That's it, yes.
He's not gonna show himself because of the R.
U.
C.
All around you.
- I didn't know they were.
- Yeah.
Now lean forward just a bit.
That's it, yes.
Yeah, well, there's one over at the bar near your friend.
There's more outside and there's others in the hotel.
That's grand.
Oh, that's grand.
That's just But You're gripping too tight.
Light fingers, light fingers.
Three o'clock.
Corner of Dunbar and York.
With Linda.
But only if you lose your tail, all right? All right, now, let's see what you've got.
Let's show us how you're doing.
That's grand.
Isn't she wonderful? Hey, you're a natural, love.
MacKenzie's coming out with Nevins.
What are they up to? I've lost visual.
You have them, Unit 3? Negative.
I've got nothing.
Come on, come on.
I've lost them.
- They're on the bus.
- All right, we will follow.
Dunbar and York.
Wait here, will you? - You sure this is it, sir? - Well, according to Major MacKenzie.
Of course, she has been wrong before.
It's unlocked.
- Wait.
- What's wrong? I was hoping for someplace a little more public.
This doesn't feel right.
- Let's go.
- I can't, sir.
It's not open for debate, lieutenant.
- Let's go.
- Sir.
With all due respect, if you don't wanna stay, I understand.
But he's got my child.
I'll do whatever I have to, to find him.
All right, I'll go.
You stay out of sight.
I'll be back in a minute.
Commander? Commander? - He awake? - Indeed.
Good.
So? - What's your name, soldier? - I'm not a soldier.
I'm Navy.
Pardon me.
Sailor, then.
By the way, I'd still like to know your name.
Lieutenant Commander Harmon Rabb.
What's yours? And what are you doing in Ireland, Lieutenant Commander Harmon Rabb? Where's Lieutenant Nevins? I'll be asking the questions here, sailor.
I need to know if Lieutenant Nevins is all right.
No need to worry.
Just wanted to hear your story first.
Contrast and compare, so to speak.
Why are the Americans working with the R.
U.
C? They're not exactly working with them.
Really? Well, they don't give out these security badges to just anyone, - now, do they? - It's a private matter.
I'm listening.
- Where's Barnes? - Not your concern.
I have to talk with Barnes.
Or am I talking with him already? Just answer the question.
We're helping Lieutenant Nevins find her son.
What? Her baby was abducted from Holy Loch three nights ago.
- What do you mean abducted? - Kidnapped.
- By who? - I don't know.
You tell me.
No, you bloody sod, you tell me.
- You tell me.
- Where is he? I don't know.
We thought you took him.
Bastards! Hello, Linda.
Lorcan.
Are you all right, lieutenant? Yes, sir.
I wanna hear it from your own lips.
What happened to you? Why are you doing this? You tell this Yank I kidnapped my own child, did you? What did you expect me to do? You took him without leaving a way to contact you.
Turned even you against me, have they, Linda? You mean you didn't take Jimmy? Why would you think such a thing? How safe would he be here in Belfast? The poem.
The poem that you wrote to me when you decided you'd rather fight for the cause than marry me.
What about it? It was left in Jimmy's crib.
Who else could have known about the poem? - Hutchenson.
- The inspector? How? I got word my mother was sick, supposed to be dying.
Turned out to be a ruse.
They grabbed me on the way in.
What does that have to do with Jimmy? They had me in the keep for six days.
Used every trick they could to break me.
I'll spare you the details.
Suffice it to say, it was working.
Until I started to repeat that poem to myself.
Reminded me of you.
And of Ireland.
I didn't realise till now I must have been saying it out loud.
Now that bastard's used it against me.
Why didn't you come back? You could have left all this behind.
Now you've dragged our son into it.
I was too hot after they sprang me.
I thought it best to stay away.
The enemy will use anything they can, as you can see.
Let us go.
I'll contact our state department.
The American government won't stand by and allow one of its citizens to be held illegally.
What do you think they're gonna say? "Crivens, you caught us.
Here's the kid"? They don't admit to their own treachery.
They won't admit to this.
Jimmy's as good as dead if it comes to that.
Then you have to give them what they want.
You have to turn yourself in.
Oh, have I? Jimmy will turn up in a park somewhere or be recovered in some raid.
You know what would happen if they get me back in the keep again? Every man in my unit will end up dead or in prison.
- I'll be better off committing suicide.
- No.
Then we play dumb until we have proof they have him.
Tanks are rolling down Westlink.
They're heading this way.
Go, go, go.
They're on the move.
Heading southeast.
They're passing the tenement.
They've got a fix on us.
He's wired.
- We searched him.
- He could have swallowed it.
- Wait a minute.
- Shut up.
Hold on, hold on.
- I didn't know.
- Let's hope you didn't.
They're moving again.
Turn east, down Millfield.
Closing in, 50 yards.
Come on.
- Come on, come on.
- Wait for it.
- Wait.
- Why are we stopping? Bloody hell.
Wait for it.
Go.
Go, go, go.
- Almost got us killed, there, sailor.
- It was unintentional, believe me.
We're not in the habit of believing anybody.
I say we kill him now and get on with it.
Right now, we share the same goal.
- You know nothing of our goals.
- That'll be, Seamus.
- I'm talking about your son.
- He's a liability.
I said, that'll be.
So any new ideas, sailor? We need to get Jimmy back ourselves.
Oh, that's bloody brilliant.
And how do you expect to do that? Hey, as bad as it is between you, the British would never approve the kidnapping of an American citizen.
The majority of the R.
U.
C.
Are probably working under the assumption you stole the baby.
I still don't see how that helps us.
It means this is limited to a handful of people.
Your son is probably not that heavily guarded.
Would you mind telling us how we find him? We bluff.
Everyone arrested lived in the neighbourhood.
- No direct lines to IRA strands.
- Anything on the Yank? No, but if they kill him, we've one hell of a public relations bomb.
Well, see it doesn't blow up in our face.
Any word on Lieutenant Commander Rabb or Lieutenant Nevins? Will you excuse me, major, I'll get to you when I can.
You could be waiting a while.
Thought you might enjoy a cup of tea.
No, thanks, I'm a coffee drinker.
You really should try this blend.
It's quite Irish.
Well, in that case, thank you.
My pleasure.
I thought I explained it to your lieutenant commander rather clearly.
We're dealing with terrorists.
You don't negotiate.
Had he listened to me, he wouldn't be missing.
What makes you think he tried to negotiate? Oh, come on, major.
Let's not play games.
What game is that, inspector? Withholding information? What exactly would you like to know? Are Commander Rabb and Lieutenant Nevins still alive? I honestly don't know.
But the chances are they won't be before the IRA's finished.
You sound pretty sure.
The IRA kills.
It's their mission and they're damn good at it.
That's a rather parochial approach, don't you think? How should I approach it, major? The IRA murder indiscriminately: Women, children, no matter.
The six counties are filled with thousands of people who have seen their loved ones butchered by these animals.
Including you? Perhaps it's clouding your judgement.
You'll see soon enough how clear my judgement is.
Now, if there's nothing else Actually, there is.
Lieutenant Nevins' son had a checkup two days before he was kidnapped.
He had something that looked like a bug bite so the base doctor did a routine blood test.
It came back positive for Lyme disease.
- And how do you know that? - I checked in with the base.
If the baby's not treated immediately, he could die.
Well, we're doing everything we possibly can.
I can't promise you any more than that.
But, please, stay in your hotel.
I don't need any more complications.
If you'll call me as soon as you know anything.
On my honour.
Do you ever think about us? Only all the time.
And you haven't reconsidered? Look, Linda, it's not a decision I took lightly and I can't say it hasn't come without regrets, but there are some things in life more important than happiness.
If I didn't know you better, I'd say you weren't sure.
I couldn't get out now.
Not even if I wanted to.
They went for it.
A blood sample was sent in for a Lyme disease test.
We've got an address off a phone number.
Looks like we're in business, sailor.
- How long will it take us to get there? - Forty minutes.
All right, come on, let's get moving.
Looks like I'll be saying goodbye again, Linda.
Can't say I cared for it much the first time.
Kevin here will take you directly to the U.
S.
Consulate.
No, I'm going with you.
I'm afraid I can't have that.
You're taking him.
He's insurance.
I don't look at you in the same way.
No offence.
He's my son too, Lorcan.
Aye.
And he'll need a parent left to raise him.
God be with you, my love.
I'll get him back, lieutenant.
Get them both back, sir.
I apologise if there was a mistake, doctor.
But I tested the sample myself.
I can assure you it was negative.
Thank you.
Shut it down.
We need to cut our losses.
Destroy all evidence.
Sir? She conned us.
They're onto it.
You do know what I mean by "destroy all evidence"? Sad to say I do.
You got quite a network in place here.
The mother of necessity and all.
Is all of it necessary? The violence? Only legitimate targets.
Still, there are always alternatives to killing.
Well, you can afford such civility, can you? You have your liberty.
Spilled a fair share of British blood for it too if I recall.
It was a different time, different place.
Different war.
And what the hell do you think this is? Something's wrong, our man's gone.
I think they're moving on her.
Mac, he's with us.
Get in.
Go, go, go.
It's blown.
We have to lose the kid.
- Well, how? - I think you know.
No.
I can't.
No way.
Come on.
You can't tell me you didn't know it could come to this.
You do it.
Let's just leave him somewhere.
They'll never be able to link him to us.
He's just a baby.
You need a third man.
Slow down, sailor.
I don't trust you that much.
You need to cover the back.
You can't go in the front alone.
- I've done it before.
- Not with your child in the room.
You can't just go in, spraying.
Miles, you're with me.
Think you can manage driving? Pull it around to the front and have it ready.
We could be coming out fast.
Done.
There they are.
Damn.
Graham.
- Does he have the baby? - I don't know.
Harm.
Seamus.
Get the hell out of here.
Back of the van.
We just want the baby.
He's no good to you anymore.
It's too late.
Just walk away and no one will get hurt.
- You'll never get him.
- We're unarmed.
Fake it.
One, two, three, go.
Freeze.
- Don't do it.
- I don't have a choice.
There now, you're all right.
Come here.
It's all right.
You're safe, you're safe.
Your daddy has you.
No, your daddy has you.
Come on now, come on.
Jimmy, you're safe now.
You're safe.
Come on, come on.
We best get going.
I'll give you odds that's Hutchenson.
Don't do it, Barnes.
There's been enough killing for today, don't you think? Indeed there has.
Go straight to your consulate.
- Don't trust anyone.
- Where are you going? - Just get the boy to his mother.
- Wait, there has to be another way.
Tell Linda I love her.
Let's go.
There it is.
Just keep walking.
Run.
Open the gate, marine.
Stop right there, both of you.
Back away from the gate.
- Jimmy.
- Stand back, ma'am.
Don't let them in, son.
They're fugitives.
- Arrest them.
- Open the gate.
Hands on your head.
Down on the ground.
Shoot them if they step inside.
Step inside.
Thank God you're okay.
Thank God he got you back.
He got you back.
Is Lorcan okay? I'm sorry.
The Brits picked up Hutchenson in Londonderry.
Have him on a suicide watch.
Well, they wanna make sure he gets to trial.
Do you think it'll help or hurt keep peace? You gotta make peace first.
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