JAG s03e18 Episode Script

I was 11 when my dad took me on my first Tiger Cruise.
He was a cook on the Arleigh Burke.
Oh, man.
I remember I spent the entire cruise in Sickbay, puking my guts out.
Bad cooking? No, sir.
Just rough seas.
Iceberg off the port bow.
In the Gulf of Mexico? Annie and I took Josh to see the Titanic last night before we sailed.
What makes you think it's an iceberg, Mr.
Pendry? Well, I guess it could be a sailboat, sir.
We don't guess in the Navy.
If you don't know what you've sighted, it's an unidentified ship, aircraft or object.
Understood, sir.
- He sounds like a sailor already.
- It's in his blood, Bud.
His old man was a hell of a Naval aviator.
You know, it's really a shame Annie won't let Josh have anything to do with the Navy.
I was amazed you got her permission to let him go on this Tiger Cruise.
Well, I didn't exactly.
I told Annie we were going sailing for the weekend.
Lifeboat off the port bow.
What makes you think it's a lifeboat, Mr.
Pendry? Well, it's flashing SOS, sir.
Josh, Tiger Cruise is not the place to play games.
- False alarms are not funny.
- I'm not playing games, Harm.
Look.
There is a lifeboat.
And it's going under.
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.
Those refugees owe you their lives, Mr.
Pendry.
Well, I didn't do anything, sir.
You were alert and reported in a timely fashion.
- You can be proud of Josh.
- I am, skipper.
I'll bet you can't wait to tell your mom, eh, Josh? The refugees are quarantined in Hangar 1, sir.
They appear to be in good shape with one exception.
A potential addition to our Tigers.
Don't tell me that pregnant woman is about to deliver.
She's in labour, skipper.
Can we helo her to Gitmo? Having delivered myself, sir, I wouldn't wanna have a baby in a helo.
- Permission to move her to Sickbay.
- Granted.
Thank you, sir.
Commander Rabb, if that baby is born on an American warship, what does that do to our policy of returning all refugees to Cuba? Well, sir, offhand, I'd say it complicates it.
The baby would be an American citizen so we would have to provide temporary refuge to the mother until State could make a decision.
And I thought this would be an uneventful weekend cruise.
Sir, with your permission, I'd like to inform JAG of the situation.
Maybe they can get the ball rolling at State.
Permission granted.
Call Engineering and stand by to answer all bells.
Keep your eye on him, okay? He has a bad habit of slipping away.
Aye, aye, sir.
Plot a course for Gitmo, Mr.
Williams.
Aye, sir.
Do you understand Spanish, ma'am? Yes, I think that she's asking for her husband.
We'd better get him.
She's so agitated, it could complicate the delivery.
Okay, okay.
I'll be right back.
- Is Rosalita all right? - Are you her husband? I'm her brother.
She has no husband.
She was raped by Castro soldiers in prison.
- Come with me.
You too, corporal.
- Aye, ma'am.
All Tigers, report to the port room for escort to the lifeboat drill.
- All Tigers - Okay, Josh, let's go.
I'm learning a lot more up here, Mr.
Roberts.
And I know how to get into a lifeboat.
Oh, yeah? Well, orders are orders, Mr.
Pendry.
Aye, sir.
Gracias.
Thank you.
- Don't let him leave unescorted.
- Aye, aye, ma'am.
Watch yourself on the ladderwell, Tigers.
- Aye, aye, sir.
- Got you.
Yes, sir.
- Isn't this cool? - Flying an F-14 is cool.
- You fly in an F-14? - Yeah, on the ground.
Is he your father? Him? No way.
My dad was a Naval aviator.
My mom's the executive officer of the Stockdale.
- You look just like her.
- Thank you, sir.
Is he your babysitter? No.
No, see, I don't even know him.
Do I, lieutenant? That's right.
I'm just heading off to Communications.
- No, no, no.
- I have to examine her.
- Sir, I have to examine her.
- Sir, I need to try to calm her.
She was raped by soldiers and she's afraid of anyone with a uniform on.
Please, sir.
Look, I'm gonna go check on your friends, okay? - I'll be back in five minutes.
- Thank you, doctor.
I'm a corpsman, not a doctor.
Pregnant women, they're worse than Marines.
Easy, doc.
I'm armed.
- Encrypt and send this ASAP.
- Yes, sir.
Bud? - What are you doing here? - Following orders, sir.
You wanted me to keep an eye on Josh and I was doing that until he met this little girl.
It's always a woman, huh? You see, I was like the only parent in the group and I felt I was embarrassing Josh so I ducked down.
Well, as long as he's with the Tigers, I'm sure he's fine.
Well, that's just it, sir.
I think that he went port when they all went starboard.
That kid could elude a Marine recon team.
Help! Please help her! Please! Okay, Tigers, listen up.
We'll be - Do you see him? - No.
- First step, put the vest on.
- But there's the little girl he was with.
Next step - Hi.
- Hi, lieutenant.
He's flying.
Josh? Cute name.
That's who you're looking for, isn't it? It is.
I told him there was a Seahawk in the other hangar and he went UA.
Mr.
Pendry, your flying days are over.
You are grounded, mister.
How did you know where I was? A good officer knows the deployment of his men at all times.
Especially those likely to disobey orders.
Stay where you are until I get there.
Roger, Wilco.
Roger, Wilco? - This isn't funny, Bud.
- No, sir.
Wait here in case he decides to eject.
- Aye, sir.
- Is that his dad? Josh's dad died in a plane crash.
The commander's a friend of his mother.
I'm glad he's not a friend of my mother.
- Take up on this.
- I'll take it with me, sir.
Where's Corporal Cordova? You can die, or you can try and save that Marine's life.
In an evacuation, do not panic.
Keep yourself in order.
Evacuate safely.
- Everyone inside.
Captain's orders.
- Okay, let's go.
We'll store our vests inside, then we'll move upstairs.
Good job.
He's out of uniform.
- Who? - The corporal.
He's not wearing his cover and he's under arms.
You're right.
I see the look in your eyes of a rabbit about to run.
- I'm no rabbit.
- Good.
Because I wouldn't wanna have to kill a rabbit in front of all these children.
- Inside.
- Come on, let's go.
Last time you did this, you almost got yourself killed.
I'm sorry, Harm.
Sir.
Sorry doesn't cut it, Josh.
You're a loose cannon.
Loose cannons have no place in the Navy.
Yes, sir.
It's gonna be tough enough explaining to your mother that our weekend sail was on a frigate.
Imagine how difficult it would be if something happened to you.
Yes, sir.
No excuse, sir.
You're on report, mister.
Aye, sir.
The Marine over there is gonna die unless we get him to Sickbay.
Erin Terry.
Do you hear me? The Marine is going to die He heard what you said.
Which one of you is Erin? Step forward, Erin.
Your mother is the executive officer, isn't she? Does she love you very much? Show him.
Do you know what this is? Semtex.
Enough to blow up this hangar and everyone in it.
- Including you.
- Of course.
You will accompany Erin and I to the Bridge, lieutenant.
Erin? Mr.
Roberts, this Bridge is off limits to refugees.
Sir, he's not a refugee.
He's a terrorist.
- Harm? - Easy, buddy.
That was your small-arms locker, captain.
That was your comm centre.
Whatever it is, the captain will pass the word.
There are 206 crewmen aboard this ship.
Not one of which is armed.
And if you should try to physically overwhelm us with sheer man, or woman power, the lieutenant will explain why that wouldn't be wise.
Lieutenant? That refugee wasn't pregnant.
She had a fake belly full of Semtex.
She's down on the helo deck with all the children.
No, you wouldn't dare.
I was afraid that would be your attitude.
So to demonstrate my resolve No.
Captain? This is the captain speaking.
The refugees we rescued have destroyed our comm centre and small-arms locker.
They've taken our children hostage and are threatening to kill them if we offer any resistance.
Therefore, I hereby order you not to actively resist until we can resolve this situation.
God bless.
That is all.
Not quite.
- Mom, what's going on? - Are you okay? - We're gonna be fine.
- Mom, please.
Mommy loves you.
It's gonna be just fine.
This is Miguel Cortez speaking.
For the next few hours, I will be in command of the Stockdale.
My first order is to set condition four.
All crew members not on watch will report to the aft-mast deck.
That is all.
My chair, captain.
Erin.
Over here, please.
It's okay.
Go ahead.
Which way should we go? Should we go that way or this way? I think we should go this way.
Steer 090.
Turning 090.
Aye.
They've posted a guard in the passageway.
- We can't go out the hatch.
- We can fly out.
You can fly a helicopter, can't you, Harm? Well, in a pinch.
We'd have to open the hangar door, tow this out, unfold the rotor and start the engines.
Think we could do all that without them knowing it? - No.
- Besides, we can't leave your fellow Tigers behind, can we, bud? No, sir.
So, what are we gonna do, Harm? Well, the first thing we have to do is notify someone outside this ship what's going on.
But if they've blown up the comm centre, we can't do that.
Under Siege.
- What? - Steven Seagal in Under Siege.
He got the Pentagon on a satellite radio from a life boat.
Well, unfortunately, this isn't a movie, Josh.
These lifeboats have satellite radios with an emergency beacon and a short-range voice transmitter.
We could activate one.
The Coast Guard would come, but before we could inform them of our situation, who knows what these terrorists are likely to do.
It's so cool in the movie.
Well, I'm sure it was.
There are radios in this helo.
I don't think their signal would penetrate these steel bulkheads.
Unless What is it? It's a high frequency antennae.
An HF radio is the only one on this helo capable of transmitting over the horizon from sea level.
You see, they trail this behind them in the air.
It should be long enough to reach through the overhead outside.
Unfortunately, there's nothing up there big enough for me to crawl through.
I'll bet I could climb through one of those air vents.
I'll bet you won't get a chance to try.
Well, see, I could climb up that pipe and then monkey swing across to the vent.
Yeah, and you could fall 30 feet and ruin your day.
Well, it's not gonna happen.
- My cell phone.
- It would work out here? Yeah.
There are drilling platforms all over the Gulf.
They all have cell phone repeaters.
If we're close enough to one, I could make a call.
It's a long shot, but it's all we have.
Well, what are you waiting for, Harm? Make the call.
Cell phone's in my stateroom.
- Where's the deck? - There isn't one.
This is the dockside loading hatch.
There's a rim.
If I hug the bulkhead, I could make it.
- You wait here.
- I can That's an order.
Aye, aye, sir.
It's not good for you.
Your daughter is concerned for my health.
What do you say to that, Lieutenant Commander Terry? Inhale.
Miguel? It's Juan.
- Go.
- I've got the missile-code books.
I'll need the missile-launch key.
It will be delivered shortly.
You're not gonna fire a missile from my ship.
This is no longer your ship, captain.
Let's see, I believe the XO carries a launch key at all times.
- I won't let you do this.
- I will shoot.
I can't.
He's dead.
The key.
That is why women do not belong on combat ships.
They are too sensible.
Come, my dear.
We have a key to deliver.
Maintain your current course and heading.
I will check when I return.
Don't look down, Josh.
Don't look down.
Who are you gonna blow up? Fidel Castro.
Do you have a problem with that, little girl? But you're Cubans.
Not just Cubans.
Cuban liberators.
Have you set the coordinates? Just about to do that.
How accurate is a harpoon? Do you wanna hit Fidel's nose, or his feet? Both.
- Fire two missiles.
- Why not? Fidel is scheduled to arrive at the National Stadium in 90 minutes.
As soon as I hear him speaking, I'll give you the signal to launch.
Fifteen minutes later, Josh.
Josh.
Hang on, Josh.
Hang on.
Don't look down.
I won't.
Okay, buddy.
Arm around.
Come on.
Come on.
Okay.
- Okay? - Are you mad at me? - No.
Only if you keep choking me.
- Sorry.
Okay.
Now, hang on because I'm gonna swing back.
Wait, Harm.
The vent's right above us.
I can do it.
All right, go.
Go.
Get up there.
Secure the antennae and come right back down.
All right.
Be careful.
Wow, this is cool.
Hurry up.
I got here as quickly as I could, admiral.
Eleven minutes for a woman in a shower.
- It must be some sort of record.
- Not for a Marine, sir.
Twenty-five minutes ago, Patrol Wing Five picked up an HF signal from Commander Rabb.
Well, he's on a Tiger cruise with Josh Pendry.
Why would? The USS Stockdale has been seized by a terrorist.
Rabb thinks they're Cuban, but he's not certain.
- Castro captured a frigate? - I doubt if they're Castro's boys.
They're probably Cubans out of Miami who wanna get rid of him.
She carries four harpoon missiles.
The captain would never let them be fired.
He'd die first.
They are holding the Tigers hostage and are threatening to kill them.
Josh.
What about Josh? Mrs.
Pendry, please, please, come in.
You respond to a call almost as fast as a Marine.
- What about Josh, admiral? - May I be direct? This is what we know.
The USS Stockdale has been taken over by terrorists.
I'm sorry, what? As of 25 minutes ago, Josh and Harm had not been captured.
What would terrorists want with a sailboat? Annie, the USS Stockdale is a guided-missile frigate.
I don't understand.
Did they get picked up? They were aboard.
Harm took Josh on a sailing weekend in Biscayne Bay.
At least that's what he told me.
Roger.
Mr.
Pendry will monitor the radio.
Rabb out.
Josh, I have to get more information.
Do you think you can handle this? Yes, sir.
Don't talk to them unless they call you.
Don't talk to them unless they call you.
Yes, sir.
Understood, sir.
Good man.
This could get tiring.
You have nothing to fear, niños.
If I flip this switch, all you will see is a bright light.
No pain.
Just a bright light.
And then you'll sleep.
- Who are you? - I'm an Engineering officer.
I was going aft to check on the turbines.
One of them is running hot.
First of all, commander, the turbines are three decks down and that way.
And second, you're a Naval aviator who according to his collar insignia, is now serving as a JAG lawyer.
- You know the Navy.
- We all do, intimately.
From missile control to cockpit.
So that's how you're planning to escape.
In the Seahawk.
- What's a lawyer doing on a cruise? - Shark fishing.
Bueno, finally, somebody with a sense of humour on this ship.
I doubt the officers and crew find your commandeering their ship very funny.
- Are you all right, sweetheart? - Fine, sir.
Sort of.
One of my little hostages belongs to you.
- I have no children.
- Is that true, Erin? - I hope so.
- Why? Because then he won't be afraid of you.
Cute, but not too cute.
It's a long swim.
Let's go, commander.
Blue Crown, this is Sky Tail 73.
I'm 18 nautical miles north of The P-3 is taking this from 18 miles north of the Stockdale.
She's got the bone in her teeth.
She must be making 20 knots.
As you can see, her forward missile launcher is in the raised position.
Where is she now? Eighty nautical miles off Havana and closing.
Harpoon missiles are almost in range.
We're operating under the assumption that the terrorists are anti-Castro extremists bent on killing him.
Well, they have to have precise coordinates on his location.
Well, in 50 minutes, Castro will be addressing the National Assembly in the soccer stadium in Havana.
Not much time for a counter-op.
A SEAL team will execute a HALO insertion at 0100 Zulu.
Under a full moon with a frigate at 20 knots? That's a suicide mission, Mr.
Secretary.
No less than you've undertaken in the past, A.
J.
What else is in the works? A Tomcat section will be in position shortly to intercept any harpoons fired at Havana.
Now, I've been assured the missiles will be destroyed before they even reach Cuban territorial waters.
With all due respect, you are signing those children's death warrants.
We don't see it that way.
There's an aircraft bearing 280.
Range 18 miles.
Angels 20.
He seems to be flying a holding pattern.
- Any other suspicious contacts? - No.
Just the usual commercial air and shipping.
Probably a Coast Guard issue 130 looking for drug runners.
Keep your eye on them.
How long before we're within range? About 12 minutes.
I contacted that P-3 from the helo.
From inside the hangar? Josh ran an HF antennae up through venting overhead.
That's, like, 30 feet in the air.
Wait till Annie hears about that.
She's not gonna hear about it unless you tell her.
So the Navy knows about our situation? The aircraft they're talking about is the P-3.
If you waved right now, their long-range cameras would probably see it.
Getting several clusters of hot spots on the aft helicopter deck.
No way to distinguish between the ship's crew and the terrorists.
Would you like something with it? I think we have Has Harm ever lied to you? He's misled me.
That's the bad news.
The good news is I can't think of anyone other than Harm that I'd rather have with Josh at the moment.
Without Harm, Josh wouldn't be where he is at the moment.
I know why he did it.
He thinks that Josh's future in the Navy is predetermined and there's nothing I or anyone else can do about it.
So in his mind, he's helping him to realise his dreams over the unwarranted fears of his mother.
That makes him the good guy in Josh's eyes.
Annie, the last thing on Harm's mind is to alienate you from your son.
Harm hasn't taken responsibility for what's on his mind.
Because no matter which way you look at it, Josh is with him, not me.
And unless God's smiling on us, it could end that way.
I know because of my past behaviour that I'm considered to be somewhat of an hysteric.
That's not true.
Hey, I can see the way you guys look at me.
I'm not very military in my bearing.
I'm someone who needs to be calmed.
- Or I might cry and get sloppy.
- Annie Isn't that why you brought me the tea? Probably.
If this were your son, how would you react? I would hold it in.
But then that's why I'm an alcoholic.
Commander, where have you been hiding since I seized the ship? - In my quarters.
- Don't lie.
Or it could have dire consequences.
Threaten my daughter, I'll rip your heart - Mommy, don't, please.
- In the helo bay.
Trying to radio for help from the Seahawk.
But the radio doesn't transmit through a steel bulkhead.
Somehow I feel that wouldn't stop a man like you.
Do you have a cell phone? I tried that.
Unfortunately, cell phones don't work this far out in the Gulf.
Had I have known, I would have called the Terrorist Hotline.
The terrorists have him.
You're in Key West calling your boyfriend who's fishing.
It's a wrong number.
- Tony, are you there? - Who is this? It's Sherrie.
Put Tony on.
Where are you calling from, Sherrie? Key West.
Where do you think? You guys coming in or you gonna fish all night? - Have the P-3 cut their relay now.
- You have the wrong number.
Yeah, right.
What, Tony's too drunk to come to the phone, huh? Well, you tell him when he docks, I am not - Contact's broken, sir.
- Tony and Sherrie? Don't ask, admiral.
I don't know anyone named Sherrie.
It had to be an atmospheric anomaly.
Cell phones, their range is only good for 25, 30 miles, max.
Juan? Can a cell phone work out here? No, we're too far from shore, Miguel.
- What's that plane doing? - Moving north.
Miguel, I'm ready to launch.
Patience.
It won't be long.
Rosalita? Rosalita? Rosalita.
Is everything all right? I'm singing a lullaby to the children.
I hope, for the children's sake, that you're telling the truth.
Hey, if I'd gotten through on my cell phone, someone would be here already to stop whatever it is you're planning.
He's gonna blow up Castro with a harpoon.
A harpoon is not a very efficient weapon of assassination.
- Liberators can't be choosy.
- Oh, is that what you are? - A Cuban liberator? - No.
I am the Cuban Liberator.
The only one willing to go to the edge to free my people from 39 years of oppression.
Castro's speaking to the National Assembly.
You're gonna take out the whole stadium.
You speak Spanish.
I'm impressed.
You're gonna kill hundreds to take out one man? Anyone in that stadium is a politician.
What makes you so willing to kill indiscriminately? You couldn't have been more than a baby when Castro took power.
Actually, I was 4 years old.
My father was Batista's banker.
In prison, Castro's guards questioned him about offshore accounts.
He told them everything he knew.
But that didn't satisfy them.
So for his punishment, they made him choose between his son, or his hands.
What they didn't count on were the hands of his son.
This isn't about a liberation.
- This is about revenge.
- It's about justice.
Juan.
Stand by.
Miguel, the launch key doesn't work.
No, no, here.
Sorry, commander, I can't.
Not for Castro.
Not for anyone.
I gave you an old launch key my daughter had as a souvenir.
This one is current.
- It better be.
- Miguel, what's wrong? - Nothing.
- Miguel? Nothing is wrong, Rosalita.
Miguel, talk to me.
Everything is going according to plan.
Relax.
We'll be leaving soon.
You have no control over her.
And her finger is on the trigger.
Just hope this key works.
Josh, are you there? Harm, where have you been? Everybody's been trying to reach you.
SEALs are coming and Tomcats are waiting to shoot down any missiles they fire.
Listen up, Josh.
You have to do what I say and then you've got to get out of there.
Aye, aye, sir.
Stand there.
Try this one.
Fire two missiles.
Now, Juan.
Titan, Romeo, we have a launch.
Two bogies bearing 015.
Roger.
I have radio contact.
- Tally ho.
- I'll take port, you take starboard.
Roger that.
I've got a lock.
Firing Fox One.
No, don't.
Switching to guns.
Romeo, Titan.
Splash two bogies.
They're gone.
I don't believe it.
He shot them down.
Load two more.
They'll shoot those down too.
You got through on the cell phone.
No, I used the radio in the helo.
I ran the antennae through the overhead so you should cut that before you take off.
- Kill him, Miguel.
- Now, think about that.
They'll shoot anything you launch and a SEAL team will be here shortly.
Yes.
I'm the only chance you have to get out of here alive.
I can't believe your government will let the children die to save Castro.
You hate Castro for what he did to your father and yet you're doing the same thing to the parents on this ship.
Disarm Rosalita and you can go.
She'd never allow it.
Tell her Castro's dead.
And we take off and you shoot us down with the SAM? No one will fire on you.
You have my word on that.
I don't trust your word any more than you trust mine.
Then somebody has to die.
We got him? We really got him? Radio Havana is reporting tremendous explosions in the stadium.
He could not have survived, Rosalita.
We have done it.
I hear the helicopter.
Is the helicopter ready? Yes, they are just waiting for us.
I am coming for you.
You know better.
Rosalita.
No.
Unless I hold the children, they will shoot you down.
This was always to be my last mission.
Rosalita, let the children go.
No.
I'll take them with me.
Rosalita.
Miguel, it's no use.
I'm not It's the only thing you could've done, commander.
She would have killed them all.
He just went off the radar screen.
- Tomcats? - Josh.
Harm told me to put water in the fuel tanks.
Cool.
Well, Josh, it looks like you got your first bogey.
Even if it was technically one of ours.
Let's notify the Coast Guard, we've got some terrorists to pick up.
He looks fine.
Just like last time.
So do you.
How do you do it? Court danger and stay healthy? And why didn't you teach it to Luke? I'm sorry, Annie.
For Luke? For deceiving you about the weekend.
Well, I can forgive you for that.
But not for teaching my son to do the same.
You turned him against me.
And that is unacceptable.
Annie, we were gonna tell you when we got back.
So deception's okay as long as you admit it? It's not okay.
But at the time, I thought maybe it was kind of like staying out past curfew.
But also, I didn't want Josh to be afraid of the life.
Just his mother? You have a lot of fear, Annie, and sometimes you transmit it to Josh.
That may be true, but that has nothing to do with you.
That is my problem, my challenge.
Along with how to deal with never seeing you again.
Goodbye, Harm.
Annie.
Please don't call.
She accepted.
- What? - Harriet.
She's in Florida with her parents.
I called her, I proposed.
And she accepted.
- Oh, that Hey, congratulations, Bud.
- Thank you, sir.
You know, I guess just being so close to death made me do it.
Sir? Will you be my best man? Well, I'd be honoured, Bud.
Thank you.
Thank you, sir.
I gotta go tell the major.
Okay.