09x07 - Close Quarters

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MAN:
Con, sonar, I have a submerged
contact, bearing 1-8-0.

Sonar, con, aye.

Let's see if we can get her
to react.

Go active.

Confirmed active, 1-8-0, aye.

(sonar pinging)

She's detected us, sir.

Evading to the east.

We'll assume she's unfriendly.

Attention in the control room.

We've confirmed
an unidentified submarine

in South Korean waters.

Will monitor
but will not pursue.

Craft entering the reef, sir,
bearing 1-7-5.

That channel's no wider
than 15 feet.

We caught ourselves a minnow.

Detecting a metallic scraping,
Skipper.

Don't tell me
she's hit the damn thing.

She's surfacing, sir.

Officer of the Deck,

take us to periscope depth.
Aye, aye, sir.

Diving Officer of the Watch,
proceed to periscope depth.

Proceeding to
periscope depth, aye.

I hold a North Korean midget
submarine on this bearing.

Smoke rising from its sail,
crew on deck.

She's sinking.

Officer of the Deck,
any other craft in the area?

Negative, sir.

Then inform the crew
there will be guests for chow.

Aye, aye, sir.

Surface the boat
and ready a boarding party.

Hey, Bud.

Welcome back,
Commander.

Thanks.

Hey.

Hey, Commander.

Hey, Harriet.

Harriet...

is there, uh,

something I should
know about?

No, sir.
Just busy, sir.

Oh. The Imes cases, huh?

Are you, uh,
well-rested, sir?

You bet.

Well, be prepared
not to be.

Listen, um...

Sir, they have you

in Commander Turner's
old office,

and I think there may have
been a small animal

that d*ed in the wall
in there.

I've notified
public works.

I'm sorry, sir.

CHEGWIDDEN:
Commander.

My office.

Yes, sir.

Be right back.

Anything we need
to talk about?

Not at the moment, sir.

Mm-hmm.

(phone ringing)

I don't have to worry
about you then, huh?

No, sir.

You are, uh,
semi-content?

No, sir.

Well... I guess
you'd like to, uh,

get away from here
for a little while, huh?

I wouldn't disagree
with that, Admiral.

Well, I'm sending you T-A-D
to the Sea of Japan.

Have a seat.

That'd be very far
from here, sir.

You'll be boarding
a U.S. fast att*ck submarine.

Thought you'd like that.

That'd be like going home, sir.

Mm, not quite.

USS Cathedral City
rescued ten North Korean

submariners in South Korean
territorial waters.

They're still aboard, sir?

Nearest port is

Chinhae, which is
off the boat's mission pattern.

If they dock, it'd raise flags.

State Department wants
to get their hands around it

before, uh, they're assaulted
by the press.

North Koreans spying, sir?

See, there's a...

there's a classified
South Korean m*llitary facility

within recon distance,
but nothing yet's been proven.

Feasibility of recovering

the vessel
is being assessed.

The crew being treated
as survivors or combatants,

Admiral?

Waiting for a determination.

You'll get one, sir.

Just make it fast.

They're seriously overcrowded.

Understood, sir.
Anything else?

Yeah.

Come back with a new attitude.

Aye, sir.

Here you are, sir.

MAN:
That's it, thank you.

You need some help?

I'm all right.

You sure?

I'd appreciate it,
Commander.

Be my pleasure.

There you go.

Ah, thank you.

WOMAN (over P.A.):
Manager needed in Photo.

We need a manager in Photo.

Ah, yeah.
Mm-hmm.

Are you okay?

Well, I am now.

High blood pressure.

Ran out of pills
four days ago,

and they say you don't
never just stop like that.

I was a... seaman, '42 to '45.

Really?

Yeah.

If-if I'm not out of line,
is this a result...?

Oh, oh, no, no, no, no.

Uh, I lost this on a
bus accident two weeks

after my discharge.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Well, no need to be.

I manage.

But I would do better

if I could get along on
that disability that they pay.

I got a little
behind in my rent.

Landlord tossed me.

Well, where do you stay now?

A men's shelter.

Well, have a good night,
Commander.

Do you need a lift?

Oh, no, no, no.

Not as long as
I got these two.

Terrence Minnerly?

Yes, sir.

And how are
you tonight?

You want to raise your arm
above your head

and turn around, please?

RABB:
Is there a problem, Officer?

The receptionist at the office
building across the street

has accused this
man of robbery.

He's good.

Let's go.

MAN:
Just so that we're
on the same page, sir,

I've been tasked
to do more

than serve as
your interpreter.

I am aware we have
different agendas, Lieutenant.

I'll make sure
you get your intel.

My senior was all
over my six about it.

He fears that we may
not be able to raise

the North Korean sub,

and no one knows how long
we can hang onto these guys.

So you're the man.

My first assignment, sir.

They needed my
language skills.

I'm sure you're up to it.

Keep telling me
that, Commander.

Feeling the pressure?

Want to do it right, sir.

And Commander,

I'm going to need time
with these men

on my own.

I'm clear on that,
Lieutenant.

I hope you are, sir.

The collision with the reef

must have penetrated
the pressure hull.

We suspect water leaked inside,
shorted out an electrical panel,

which caught fire.

Took her eight minutes
to go under.

You did the right
thing, Skipper.

Tell that to my crew.

20 of them are already
hot-racking.

An additional 12
seriously pushes our limits.

How's the food supply?

Low. We're close
to the end of our deployment.

Mm. We intend
to be expedient.

And I appreciate it.

LIEUTENANT:
Where are we headed, sir?

Forward torpedo room.

You weren't able
to isolate them, sir?

Not without compromising
security.

This is First Class Stotts,
our corpsman.

This is Commander Turner,
investigating JAG.

Lieutenant Yi
from Navy Intelligence.

It's a pleasure, sirs.

You want to brief them
on the medical status

of the North Korean
submariners?

One broken wrist,
various cuts and burns.

Another is experiencing
respiratory difficulty

from smoke inhalation.

Nothing serious.
They're all lucid.

Carry on, gentlemen.

Thank you, sir.

(speaking Korean)

(men speaking Korean)

He couldn't get his
prescription filled,

so he called the HMO.

They tell him he's
not in the system.

They give him a
runaround for four days.

And that's reason
to commit robbery?

Well, he was
trying to get them

to correct their mistake.

He went to the corporate
office in person.

He tries to get by
the receptionist.

She threatens to call
the security guard.

In an...
in an act of desperation,

he stuck his hand

in his pocket, and he...

he ordered her
to hand over her purse.

Why is it you want
to help this man?

'Cause he's a good man.

He's not a thief, Mac.

All he took was enough money

to pay for the prescription
he couldn't get.

Look...

Mac... the guy's
a homeless vet.

He was sticking
up for himself.

You know, he's had to
go the last 60 years

without the benefits
afforded veterans

because he had the misfortune
to lose his arm

after he'd been discharged.

All good reasons,

but age and circumstance
are not excuses

for illegal behavior.

Look, if anyone deserves
a break,

this guys deserves
a break.

Harm, you don't
have the time.

Let the civilian
authorities handle it,

and concentrate on
the 27 Imes cases

you have to review.

You have at least
twice as many

as the rest of us.

(sighs)

Well, how am I going
to say no?

The real question is,

how many all-nighters
do you have in you?

Commander,
glad I caught you.

The admiral wants you
to have these.

What are they?

Lieutenant Singer v.
Lieutenant Commander Imes.

Six cases in all, sir.

Was he smiling
when he gave them to you?

Slightly.

I'm being tested.
Put 'em under the arm.

I'd be happy to help you
carry them to your car, sir.

I got 'em.

Oh...

I'll just, uh...

I'll steer him
in the right direction.

I'll hook him up
with a public defender

and advise him from afar.

He's homeless.

How are you going
to do that?

Well, I got that covered.

You found him a place?

Well, temporarily.

He's on your couch.

They have calmed down,
Commander.

Do we think any of
them speak English?

I tested for that, sir.

Believe we can talk freely.

Then we'll start
with the skipper.

(speaking Korean)

Chief, if you'll
escort this man

to the officers' wardroom.

Yes, sir.

(both speaking Korean)

He refuses
to leave his crew, sir.

Then we'll question him here.

As you were, chief.

Aye, sir.

That will allow them to cook
up a common story, Commander.

Well, how do we know that
hasn't already happened?

They haven't heard
my questions yet, sir.

But isolating him
might shut them down.

Sir, it's just not
the way it's done.

It is now.

As captain of the vessel,
what was your mission?

(translating)

(speaking Korean)

To protect
North Korean sovereignty.

In South Korean waters?

(both speaking Korean)

Not intentionally.

We're a small vessel.

Engine trouble made it difficult

to fight
offshore currents.

He wants us to believe
that he drifted in?

That's what he's
saying, sir.

(speaking Korean)

I'm still asking the
questions here, Lieutenant.

Just jumping
on an opportunity, sir.

I asked him if he had

surveillance equipment
on board.

He said no.

I informed him
that we plan

to raise his vessel

and if he would like
to stand by his answer.

He replied that
we were the aggressors

by running his boat

into the reef.

Tell him that
if he refuses to cooperate,

he may not be allowed
to return to his country.

(speaking Korean)

(all shouting)

You asked the
million-dollar question, sir.

Have we
offended them?

Four of them.

The other six
were encouraged.

Be specific.

They want to defect,
Commander.

JOYNER:
That's about the worst
good news I've heard.

Six defectors
and four combatants.

Is that how you see it,
Commander?

I do, Skipper.

We better
split them up.

I'll put the
six friendlies

in nine man
berthing,

keep the four combatants
where they are.

More security there.

Can't berth my own crew
in either place,

which means I've just lost

nine more racks.

Can you make that work?

It took the X.O.
three hours

to lay out the last
watch schedule.

This one will tie his brain
in knots.

YI:
When do you expect

the chain of command
to authorize the extraction

of the North Koreans, sir?

Hard to say.

State Department will
have to rethink,

given that we now
have defectors.

I will consider this
an opportunity

to further interrogate, sir.

Please do.

Patience is, no
doubt, the key.

You seem to have a ready
supply of that, Skipper.

Don't let
appearances fool you.

I'm counting
the minutes

till these men are
out of my hair.

(loud guttural hacking
and coughing)

(loud, shallow breathing)

Thanks for the robe.

My pleasure.

You comfortable
on the couch?

Yeah, yeah.

No-no problem.

Commander?

Why are you doing this?

I, uh, wanted to help.

'Cause I got one arm?

It's because you deserve better.

I never got overseas.

You served, Terrence.

That's what counts.

I suppose.

Can I ask you a question,
Terrence?

What have you been doing
since the w*r?

Not a lot.

Well, it's been 60 years.

You must have got up
to something.

I never married, or found a job

that I could relate to
for very long,

but I was always able
to take care of myself,

so... up till now,

everything was fine.

We're going
to get you past this.

Hmm.

You got a long night
ahead of you, so don't feel

that you got to keep me company.

All right.

We'll talk in the morning.

Mm.

But I do feel bad

about that girl that I held up.

You could write her a letter
of apology.

Might encourage the Commonwealth
Attorney's Office

to settle.

If you think it'll help.

Talk to your lawyer about it.

See what he thinks.

Don't stay up too late.

Don't have much choice.

Good night.

Good night, Commander.

Any luck, Lieutenant?

The defectors
are not talking, sir.

They want proof
they won't be sent back.

What kind of proof?

Their feet on our soil, sir.

Technically,
that's the case.

For them, it's about
where we dock, sir.

Is there some common
cultural theme

you can exploit?

No, sir.

What about the
combatants?

As you might guess,
Commander, they're combative.

Have you had a problem

understanding these men,
Lieutenant?

Did you see a problem, sir?

No, but I can
only assume

that there's some
dialect difference

between North
and South Korea.

I don't know
to what extent.

May I ask where you live,
Commander?

D.C.

Do you have a problem

understanding blacks
from Florida?

Point taken. My apologies.

Do I annoy you, Lieutenant?

I'm just frustrated, sir.

Generally?

We're just different people,
Commander.

If that's the way you see it.

I think it's the way
you see it, sir.

You'll need
to explain that, Lieutenant.

Just something I sense, sir.

If I've said things
to offend you,

they were unintentional.

I believe they were, sir.

Where are you from, Lieutenant?

Los Angeles.

Your family still there?

In the house I was raised, sir.

What's your dad do?

Nothing much, sir.

He owned a liquor store
for 12 years,

was sh*t during a robbery,

and when he
recovered,

he retired,

and pretty much keeps
to himself these days.

That's unfortunate.

My mother would agree with you
on that point, Commander.

(knock at door)

As you were.

Orders just came in from Sasebo.

Good news,
Skipper?

A CH-53 will be extracting you
and all ten North Korean

survivors
in 12 hours.

Ah, you look
relieved.

(soft chuckle)

I haven't felt this good
since I hit the Reno slots.

Matt-- hey, good morning.

Like clockwork.

Uh, did Mrs. Del Mucci stop by?

Three times yesterday.

She brought two dresses,

a grammar textbook,
and a bean casserole.

She's a good neighbor, huh?

Can't get past the
hairs on her cheek.

(laughs)

That's a small price
to pay for help.

I don't need her help.

Mattie, look, I don't care
how long you've lived alone.

You are still a minor
without parental supervision.

Now, you may know
how to run a business,

but frozen pizza,
dirty overalls,

and television is only going
to take you

so far.

That's why I'm waiting for you.

Mattie,

this is going to be a bit
of an uphill battle.

Now, the fact that your father
is still alive complicates me

becoming your guardian.

Spoken like a lawyer.

Well, when am I going
to see you again?

As soon as I can see
over my desk.

I'm going to see you
in-in a couple of days.

Mattie, I'm not going
to abandon you.

I got planes to gas, Harm.

Okay.

All right, look,
I-I'll call you tomorrow, okay?

I-I'll be here.

(sighs)

(knock at door)

Commander Rabb?

Yeah.

Chris Nicoletti,
Public Defender's Office?

Come on in, Counselor.

Whoa, what is that?

(laughs)

A rat.

d*ed in the walls.

They tell me
they're working on it.

You get used to it.

Have a seat.

No, that's all right.
I can't stay anyway.

Oh, I know
what you mean.

I'm up against
it myself.

I got maybe a
half an hour.

Oh, five minutes for me.

I'm off the case.

Why?

Well, unfortunately,

Mr. Minnerly's disability
is $213

above the established
poverty line.

The man can't
pay his rent.

Well, that's not a qualifier.

It's strictly a numbers game.

What, so you're out?

By law.

I recommend you take over
the case yourself.

I can't do that,
Counselor. I'm buried.

I barely have
enough time

to sleep.

Then he's going to have
to hire an attorney.

What, with all that extra cash?

I realize
that this seems unfair.

It isn't unfair,
Mr. Nicoletti, it's perverted.

I don't write the rules,
Commander.

I'm sorry.

Good luck.

Hey, hey, Bud.

Oh, hi, sir.

Listen, I have
a civilian pro bono case

that needs attention.

Oh, I'm a...

Now's not a really
good time, sir.

I'm, uh, reviewing
my Imes cases.

Well, we all are.

Then you
understand, sir.

Well, how many do you have?

Enough to push
my schedule back.

Well, give me a number.

Two.

Bud...

Sir, I really do have
a full plate here.

I-I've got to, uh, prepare

for Petty Officer La Porte's
sentencing hearing.

What, are you arguing
the death penalty?

Life imprisonment.

She spied against her country.

You'll get it.

And of course, there's a...

There's a new baby
in the house, sir.

What, you don't want to help?

I do, sir, I do.

If I was allowed to, I'd....

The admiral put you up to this.

I'm not the only one, sir.

What, am I being punished?

You might want
to consider it a hazing, sir.

This is ridiculous...

Okay, calm down.

You'll get in
there in a second.

There a problem here, chief?

Survivor using
the head, sir.

He's been in there
half the night, sir.

Eight minutes,
Commander.

It's from eating
all that rice.

(laughter)

You resent this man,
Petty Officer?

We all do, sir.

These guys have
made our lives hell.

You can dislike him
as your enemy,

but you will respect him
as a man,

no matter what he eats.

Am I clear on this?

ALL:
Yes, sir.

If I may, sir.

We're all a bit worn out.

Things get said in frustration.

Not on subs they don't.

(knocking)

Get the corpsman in here.

Aye, aye, sir.

I've altered
my prior diagnosis, Skipper.

You're ruling out
smoke inhalation?

It appears to
be viral, sir.

Explain.

He's experiencing
respiratory trauma,

has a dry cough
and a 101 fever.

Flu symptoms.

Possibly, sir.

What else could it be?

Here's my problem.

I checked
the symptoms

against my
reference sources,

and, uh, you need to
keep in mind, sirs,

I don't have the
kind of equipment

that can guarantee
a diagnosis.

What's your suspicion?

Skipper, I've tried
for the last hour

to rule out
this possibility,

but it looks like this
man has contracted SARS.

JOYNER:
Officer of the Deck,

prepare to ventilate.

Aye, aye, sir. Diving Officer,
prepare to ventilate.

OFFICER:
Prepare to ventilate, aye.

Vessel's at periscope depth,
sir.

We are at five-five feet,
Skipper.

Raise the snorkel mast.

Diving Officer,
raise the snorkel mast.

Raising the snorkel mast, aye.

She's ventilating, sir.

She's ventilating, Skipper.

Atmosphere samples
in one half hour.

Aye, aye, sir, taking atmosphere
samples at 16-30-zulu.

JOYNER:
You're lost your
rack, Commander.

I've moved the sick defector
to the X.O.'s stateroom,

sealed it off with plastic
sheeting and duct tape,

designated it a
quarantine area.

TURNER:
I'll make do.

We now have North Koreans

occupying three
separate compartments.

What's the plan
with the EABs?

Wearing these too long
can cause headaches

and diminish brain function.

They'll come off as soon
as we exchange the air.

Will it be safe?

One can only hope.

SARS is spread through
person-to-person contact.

That would include transmittal
through coughing and sneezing,

which means every molecule
on this boat is suspect.

In that case, I
would recommend

we all be checked
for symptoms.

You and I are
about to be the first.

Hey.

I can't help you, Harm.

You're off-limits.

Mac... I'm overwhelmed.

As predicted.

Public defender
dropped the guy.

The system is
k*lling him.

Well, then, take them on.

He needs somebody like you.

I would if I could,
but I-I can't fit him in.

Even if I could-- hell,

the admiral would never
authorize it.

Every time I turn a corner,
he tosses another hoop

in my path.
And how do you think
he's going to react

when he sees me
jumping through that hoop?

With forgiveness.

He always lets you slide.
Get out.

You can't deny it.
Of course I can...

a-a-and how's this supposed
to help you get what you want?

Mac, I-I-I don't have
a strategy.

You were right.

I'm coming to you

with my hat
in my hand.

Look, I-I'm busy, too, you know.

Yeah, but you're smart, see.

You'd know just
what to do.

Yeah, smart enough to know
when I'm being snowed.

All right.

Sorry to waste your time.

Look... I...

(sighs)

I'll meet with him.

If I can fit it in,
I'll let you know.

(laughing):
You were off the hook.

Why did you jump back on?

Because if you were me,
you would have said yes

at "I'm overwhelmed."

Give me his number.

I'll do you one better.
Mr. Minnerly.

Sir, I would like you to
meet your new attorney,

Colonel Sarah MacKenzie.

(door creaks)

Problem, chief?

COAKLEY:
They won't remove
their EABs, sir.

(speaking Korean)

(speaking Korean)

They still believe the
air is contaminated, sir.

Reassure them
that the air is safe.

(speaking Korean)

(speaking Korean)

They're still refusing,
Commander.

Well, they can't wear them
indefinitely.

It'll affect their thinking

and reduce our ability
to get information.

You do what you have to do,
chief.

Yes, sir.
Sir...

Do you really want
to force the issue?

You could end up
agitating them, sir.

Chief.

(shouting in Korean)
Done, sir.

Chief...

Did that amuse you?

I was just happy it
worked, Lieutenant.

You tricked him.

Make you feel superior?

No, sir.

I didn't see that either,
Lieutenant.

Majority rules, Commander.

If you'll excuse me, sir.

Carry on, Lieutenant.

Let's start again.

Here's what can be argued:

because of circumstances created
by your need for medication,

you were not
in a rational state of mind.

I knew what I was doing.

You don't want to admit that.

But it's the truth.

It won't serve you.

Colonel, is there a reason
you're in your office?

Uh...

should I be elsewhere, sir?

Well, the courtroom
would be appropriate,

uh, considering that your,
uh, sentencing hearing

started about
nine minutes ago.

Oh, sir...

I'm so sorry, um,

I got... I got busy,
and I, uh....

Um, can you...?

Sasebo doesn't want us.

SARS is politically sensitive
in Japan, and the possibility

of re-introducing the virus
to the mainland

is a risk they're unwilling
to accept.

But the virus came
from the mainland.

North Korea, Commander...

a country whose population
is isolated.

What would they have us do?

Seventh Fleet
has directed us

to Dutch Harbor,
an inactive naval facility

in the Aleutian chain.

It's about a
two-day trip.

Medical team will be
flown in to meet us.

And if they conclude
that it is SARS?

We would be quarantined

for an unspecified
period of time.

May I ask the temperature
at Dutch Harbor, sir?

Last reading
was four degrees Fahrenheit.

Skipper, that kind of weather
could exacerbate....

We're already on course,
Petty Officer.

Does this not seem

overreaching to you,
Skipper?

Nothing's been proven.

Either way that makes us subject
to worst-case theorizing.

You have a microscope on board?

Yes, sir.
Then you have
the means

for a conclusive
diagnosis.

Not without virus-matching

software, Commander.

Can you photograph
with this microscope?

I can jerry-rig something.

Well, Skipper, since the boat
has Internet connectivity

with the mainland,
might it be possible

to photograph a slide,
send that to Bethesda?

In theory.
They could run it
through their program,

make it a
determination there.

Keep talking.
I could run point.

I'd need the corpsman and
help with the computers.

I can spare the COM guru.

That would work.
All right, Commander.

You just raised
my expectations.

Thank you.

The colonel's in court,
Commander.

Hey, uh...

(clears throat)

There was an elderly gentleman
in there with her.

You didn't happen to see

where he...?
He's with the admiral.

What were they doing?

Talking.

About what?

I think they're
in his office.

Should I let him
know you're looking

for him?
No, no, no.

I have to go in
there anyway, sir.

That's okay. Thanks.

Okay.

(speaking Korean)

Skipper's having

a bad day, sir.
Did you as*ault

this man, chief?
Why would I do that,
Lieutenant?

He says you were
trying to k*ll him.

In case you didn't
notice, sir,

he's a little
on the excitable side.

That's because you
scare him, chief.

(speaking Korean)

This man is ill.

I thought he was asleep, sir.

Call the corpsman.
Aye, aye, sir.

(speaking Korean)

(shouting in Korean)

JOYNER:
Our weapons systems have been
seriously compromised.

We have one torpedo tube

and a starboard hoist
out of commission.

I'm considering surfacing

and setting
these four men adrift.

Can I do that,
Commander?

No, Skipper.

It violates the basic tenets
of the Law of the Sea.

What if I notify

North Korean authorities
prior to doing so?

You still can't
guarantee their safety.

They're the enemy, damn it.

While in our custody, protected
by the Geneva Convention.

And who the hell's
protecting my crew?

And don't tell me God.

You were under the impression
I would?

You look like a pious man.

Less and less.

Then we're stuck
with plan "B."

I ordered the sick combatant

moved to the quarantined sector

and our saboteur
secured to his rack.

Sir, I have concerns about that.

He is completely
immobilized.

What's your point, Lieutenant?
It strikes me

as inhumane, sir,

given the amount of time
he's likely to be confined.

I have an obligation
to protect this vessel.

Of course you do, sir.

But can we consider
other options?

Maybe we could isolate him,
put a guard at the door.

I'd have to think
about it.

Skipper, I strongly
recommend against it.

You'd be denying your men
one more place to sleep.

And resisting what
amounts to t*rture, sir.

This is strange talk

coming from an intelligence
officer, Lieutenant.

Keep working those clichés,
Commander.

Who exactly are you
representing here?

My country, sir,
and I can do it without

penalizing these men
for being who they are.

I'm starting to resent
the implications, Lieutenant.

Doesn't surprise me, sir.

What if we sedate him?

That's great, Commander.

Treat him like an animal.

He was acting like an animal.

Stand down,
both of you.

There's no reason
to make this personal.

Any legal issues
I need to be aware of

with sedation, Commander?

I don't think so,
Skipper.

That's what
I'll do then.

Officer of the Deck.
Skipper?

Have the corpsman
report to Main Con, ASAP.

Aye, aye, sir.

Lead Corpsman,
report to the con ASAP.

I repeat: Lead Corpsman,
report to the con.

That is all.

MacKENZIE:
Can't believe I let you
rope me into this.

Hey, you had
your chance to bail.

Why didn't I?

Ma'am, sir,
he's waiting.

(sighs)

Colonel, Commander, you're
familiar with Mr. Minnerly.

Yes, sir.
Yes, sir.

Why aren't I?

Admiral, I...

Left me out of the loop
again, didn't you?

Sir, we thought...

You ever heard of
the, uh,

Great Lakes
Experience?

No.
Sorry, sir.

Neither had I.

Mr. Minnerly?

Well, in 1942,
President Roosevelt

recruited black men
into the Navy.

Thousands of them,
me and others, passed through

the Great Lakes Naval
Training Center in Illinois.

What were you trying to do?

Well, some played baseball,

some designed, uh, graphics,

uh, men boxed.

Some performed
in plays.

And you?

I played in a band.

Musicians were put
in 25-man ensembles

and stationed at bases
all across the country.

I was at Treasure Island,
San Francisco.

We played everything--

standards, marches,
classical music...

and at night, we swung.

This went on
for about three years.

Why was this done?

To help maintain morale.

At least that's what
I understood.

And you all were okay with it?

Well, it was a great honor,
at that time.

I know now, it seemed that
maybe we were being stereotyped,

but, uh, good things
came out of it.

People could see that black men

could do more than work
as stewards and cooks.

Apparently,
some barriers were broken.

We were the first
to integrate

the Navy Music School.

And when the Navy
saw that it worked,

they became even more open
to the idea, and after that,

things happened
pretty quick.

Why didn't you
tell me about this?

He wouldn't have told me
if I hadn't stumbled onto it.

Well... that was
a long time ago.

What instrument did you play?

I played piano.

Admiral, I, uh, I assume,
you're, uh, you're aware

of Mr. Minnerly's situation?

I understand that you two were
trying to help him out with, uh,

little success.

So I called
the commonwealth attorney.

Know him from law school,

and he agreed to drop
the charges

if Mr. Minnerly
promises

to attend counseling.

That's great.

And American Red Cross
is, uh,

putting him up in
their Quantico facility

until he can find a new place.

They should be here
right about now.

Mr. Minnerly,

it has been a great
pleasure to meet you, sir.

And my yeoman
will show you out.

I appreciate this,
Admiral.

Thank you, Commander.

Thank you, Colonel.

Take care, Mr. Minnerly.

Why the hell weren't the
two of you on top of this?

Well, Admiral...

That man is an example

of the hundreds of thousands

of veterans who are in need
on a daily basis.

I expected better
of both of you.

Especially you, Commander.

Aren't you the man

who does what's necessary
to get the job done?

Sir, I, uh,
was under the impression

that man is unwelcome
in this office.

Not entirely.

Sir, I need to know
what's expected of me.

Am I to prove myself
or be myself?

That's a fair question.

Do what you do.

Well, that's going to be
a little difficult

under the present workload, sir.

Well, then, um...

Lieutenant Singer's cases--
give those to, uh...

give them to the colonel.

Admiral...

Might clear it up?
Absolutely, sir.

Sir...

That'll be all.

Aye, aye, sir.

I have the con.

Just received news

from Bethesda.

The blood sample
we sent them

is negative on SARS.

(applause)

Outstanding, Skipper.

The USS Cathedral City
owes you a debt of gratitude,

Commander.

What do they think it is?

Nasty strain of flu.

Helo on the way, Skipper?

Already in
the air.

Good for you, sir.

You know, I'm sorry
we weren't able

to get along better,
Lieutenant.

You have a sense of how that

could have been avoided, sir?

Honestly, I don't.

That's too bad, sir.

You sure that this is
my problem, not yours?

That's the way I see it, sir.

Then I won't attempt
to argue the point.

I do have
one question, though.

Was the man who robbed
and sh*t your father black?

Yes, sir.

That'll be all, Lieutenant.

(knocking)
CHEGWIDDEN:
Enter.

Admiral, I, uh...

Commander, I've already
been briefed, go home.

Whatever you have,

the rest of us
don't want it.

Aye, aye, sir.

There is one thing.

A complaint's been filed
against you by a Lieutenant Yi,

forwarded to me by
the chief of naval intelligence.

The specifics?

Racial bias.

I've been asked to evaluate
and take appropriate action.

He thinks I'm prejudiced
against Koreans.

Is it true?
No, sir.

Good enough for me.

Would that be the end of it,
Admiral?

Well, as far as I'm concerned,

but it has gone up
the chain of command,

been eyeballed
by senior officers.

(coughs)

Yes, sir.

I'll, uh...

I'll make some calls,

see if
I can smooth some feathers.

You seem to be doing that a lot
on my behalf, sir.

Commander.

You ever get angry?

Excuse me, sir?

Do you ever get angry?
You know, just lose it.

Why do you ask, Admiral?

Well, if you think
you've being falsely accused,

why don't you get pissed off?

I... I've gone over
some of the things

that I said
to the lieutenant, sir,

and, given that he's
on the sensitive side,

I might have come off

as more naive than
I like to think I am.

Oh, so you're buying
into these accusations.

I think I might have
handled it better, sir.

Given my own experiences,
I should have.

Well, the skipper

of the USS Cathedral City
thinks you hung the moon.

And will that help
in this instance, sir?

I don't know.

This is one of those issues

that tends to have
a life of its own.

Terrence, you look great.

So glad you popped by
to let us know.

Oh, it's good to have you
m*llitary folks back in my life.

Feels like it did
when I was playing.

You know, we had a swinging
version of "Stars and Stripes."

I'm having trouble
picturing that.

Really?

Oh, no, it was hip.

Let me see if I can dig up
a little piece for you.

(singing)

Have you met
Terrence Minnerly?

No, sir.

He took part
in the Great Lakes Experience.

Ah, familiar with it, sir.

Helped, uh, helped
integrate the Navy.

Yeah, come on,
I'll introduce you.

Uh, I'd rather not, Admiral,

at least not at the moment.

(clears throat)

All right, well, say when
and I'll bring him by.

When I feel worthy, sir.

(singing continues)

(applause and cheering)

RABB:
What else you got
in your repertoire?