Previously on JAG:
Do you really have to go to Russia, Harm?
I mean, can't they fix their own stupid laws by themselves?
It's my job, Renee.
Some do-gooder in the Kremlin arranged a mission.
- These people see no advantage in it. - But you do.
I wanna go after one of the corrupt ones,
a colonel general, and I need help.
Commander Wade Carlton sold out his country,
trading his honour for cash.
- You think you know everything? - I know you're going to prison for life.
- Listen to me. - That's enough.
He's desperate. You have to listen to him. We don't.
The analysis of the bomb residue indicates Semtex.
Very popular behind the old Iron Curtain.
- How was it detonated? - Remote control.
The killer was watching.
His name is Vasily Rokotov. He killed Commander Carlton.
- Something familiar about him. - He used to be Russian army.
- Demolitions expert. - Why would they want Carlton killed?
Because he knew they were gonna kill the president of Russia.
- And they still are. - So all we have to do is catch him
selling weapons to the enemy and then nothing can protect him.
We just go to Chechnya and catch him in the act.
General Krylov controls the armoury at Kamyshev.
People say sometimes his supply convoys from Kamyshev
reach the troops with fewer weapons than the manifest list.
I am to provide aerial reconnaissance for a convoy from Kamyshev.
It might be interesting to see what's in those boxes.
I've been ordered to Bamut. I'll be back as soon as I can.
- Lieutenant, turn this convoy around. - On whose authority, sir?
Get down!
Colonel MacKenzie should go to Russia immediately.
To Russia as a United States Marine JAG officer?
If the president of Russia gets assassinated, it's our problem.
Webb.
You'd better keep an eye on her.
What'd you do, come back to count the bodies?
- You're alive. - Yeah, no thanks to you.
You dropped us here just before it was ambushed
and you took off on some imaginary radio call.
- It was real, l... - You're lying.
I would not lie to the son of Lieutenant Harmon Rabb.
- What do you know about my father? - The farm woman who took him in,
she is my mother.
Your mother and my fa...
- My father... - He is my father too.
In Russia, the civilian population is giving signs
of growing impatience with the prolonged war.
President Vladimir Putin has been meeting with military advisors,
looking for strategies and a way out. One source told ZNN
that the president may head to Chechnya himself
for a firsthand look at what some are now calling a quagmire.
Suffering most through all of this are civilian residents
of the rebellious province.
Noncombatant men, women and children continue to flee the fighting,
heading for the capitol city of Grozny
or the already crowded refugee camps.
From Grozny, this is Chuck DeCaro, ZNN, special assignment.
Your mother and my father.
He is my father too.
Last time I saw him, I was 5.
Do not blame him. He'd been a prisoner for 11 years.
He had no hope of getting home.
He never forgot.
He used to tell my uncle stories,
how you and he carved your names on...
What do you call it? Like a little railroad.
Called a roller coaster.
Nobody else knew that.
I would have told you sooner,
but I thought you were here to find evidence of crimes
by me and my comrades. If that was so,
I did not want to know you, even if you are my brother.
I'm arranging transportation back to Moscow.
There, Sergeant Zhukov can explain what was the real reason
he dropped us at the weapons convoy that was about to be attacked.
I didn't know, captain.
He didn't know.
Are you believing this?
I'm believing this.
You can drop by the hotel and I'll go by the embassy.
Or you could come with me.
Boss. Boss, I'm here.
Boss, you are good?
Beautiful colonel, I have been living right.
You have come back to me.
- Mac, you remember Alexei? - How could I forget?
This time, I will show you the real Russia.
Something you can remember forever.
Still working for the CIA, Alexei? And the FSB? And the KGB?
Oh, and the Russian mafia.
And me.
Alexei, I thought you were on my nickel today.
Sorry, boss. The home team can be very persuasive.
Falcon, we're here on U.S. Government business.
That's funny. This doesn't look like Kansas.
Mark, Vasily Rokotov is a fugitive from American justice.
Damn it, Sarah, he's part of the conspiracy to kill our president.
My president.
You start chasing him around, you're gonna spook him, spook his friends.
You'll drive him underground. Don't you understand that?
You're being deported.
Falcon, what if we work for you?
You know you can trust us.
We have no possible motive to kill your president.
Can you say the same for your colleagues?
All right. You do what I say, when I say, and how I say.
You're the boss.
I'll just stop by the embassy first, if that's all right with you?
Fine. We'll take my car first.
While you two are watching each other, I'll find Harm and say "hi."
He left Moscow.
Went to Chechnya with one of our more enthusiastic prosecutors
- to investigate Colonel General Krylov. - Krylov?
Harm's in the middle of our murder investigation?
Rabb doesn't know that.
He and a friend are looking into stolen weapons.
- Well, somebody should tell him. - Less he knows the safer he is.
- He won't alarm General Krylov? - He doesn't even speak Russian.
Good. Maybe the general will think he's a tourist.
- Go to your hotel. I'll see you later. - See you.
So, beautiful colonel, you want to take the scenic route?
Stop for a refreshment? Buy a fur coat?
You would look very nice in sable.
Or maybe you would like to relax in a spa? Have a massage.
For an old friend like you, there is nothing too good.
- Driver? - Colonel?
What's the fare to Chechnya?
I've been in the Navy almost 30 years.
I never thought I'd be sued for doing my duty.
Well, the plaintiff claims that she didn't wanna be rescued,
that you took her onto your ship against her will.
She was on a sinking raft in the Banda Sea, miles from shore.
The sharks were inviting their relatives over for dinner.
Which is why we have such a good case, sir.
There wouldn't be any case if I'd just let her drown.
Then the estate would have sued, sir.
The Navy would have brought charges against you for dereliction of duty.
Well, thank goodness the lawyers would have had something to do,
either way.
Sir, did the plaintiff tell you that she was a contestant
on the television show Treasure Island?
She may have. I thought she was delirious.
Are you familiar with the show?
The last thing I watched on television, lieutenant,
was Lloyd Bridges on Sea Hunt.
Well, this is a little different, sir. The contestants are stung by spiders
and they have to eat rats for dinner.
So did I, in Mekong Delta.
Nobody gave me a prize for it.
Have you ever considered the obvious explanation?
Colonel General Krylov assigns Sergeant Zhukov to spy on us
and then finally to get us killed?
Now how would the general know he's my brother?
And why assign my brother to spy on and kill me?
If he is your brother.
I don't know. I feel something.
A lawyer who feels?
Now you sound Russian.
- He's gone. - Who were you looking for?
Corporal Trapeznikov, General Krylov's communications clerk.
The one who called me with the order to leave you at the convoy.
The only one who'd know who ordered the armed escort
- to abandon the convoy? - Yes.
General Krylov has sent him away.
- Out of Chechnya? - Out of the army.
When he had ten months to go on his service.
Remove the witness. Where's his home?
He won't be home yet.
He will stay for a few days up north at the Mozdok transit camp.
Let's go.
Are you sure she didn't?
She's not at the hotel. She never even checked in.
We can't find Alexei.
All right. Who was he working for today,
- besides you and me? - Himself.
You think he finally persuaded her to go for a weekend at the Black Sea?
No, I think she persuaded him to go after Rabb in Chechnya.
In a taxi?
The last time she was here, she followed Rabb into Siberia
in a gypsy waggon.
Great.
Falcon, what is Rabb doing in Chechnya?
I told you, investigating corrupt arms sales.
Just like that? He comes over to Moscow to shuffle papers
and ends up in Chechnya, investigating one of your targets.
That's an amazing coincidence, isn't it?
He's there because of you. So she's going there because of you.
It's your responsibility. Can you stop her?
- I'll put out an order. - An order?
Listen, my people are busy trying to find Vasily Rokotov
before he kills President Putin.
An emotionally conflicted American woman,
even Sarah MacKenzie, takes second place.
Corporal Trapeznikov, right?
You must be happy about going home.
Hey, American.
In my English class, I sit next to my most beautiful Irina.
How did you manage an early discharge from a war zone anyway?
Colonel General Krylov's orders.
He said I was the best clerk he ever had.
So why then he let you go?
I do not question the general.
Especially when he is telling me to leave Chechnya.
Do you question him when he sends his own men into an ambush?
You are crazy.
Yesterday, a weapons convoy near the Ingushetia border
was left without an armed escort.
The convoy was attacked by Chechens. Everybody was killed.
There is no one left from Eagle Platoon.
We know each other since babies.
Did General Krylov order the escort elsewhere?
Yes.
He told me to send it to find terrorists at Bamut.
Then he told me to call Sergeant Zhukov
to provide aerial reconnaissance.
I went. There were no Chechens at Bamut.
Corporal, did the general put the order in writing?
After I relayed it,
he signed.
And I filed it.
You are going to get us killed, beautiful colonel.
Think positive, Alexei. We still have a long way to go.
Nobody goes to Chechnya unless they're crazy.
Why don't we stop in Volgograd, hit the nightclubs, huh?
Oh, boy. Now we are finished.
Maybe they will shoot us here and save the Chechens two bullets.
Commander.
I got it. General Krylov's order to divert the armed escort
from weapons convoy to Bamut.
It says Intelligence Command reported Chechen activity there.
Bamut has been secure for months.
- Where is Intelligence Command? - Gudermes.
If they reported no rebel activity, we have evidence against the general.
- Could you fly us to Gudermes? - Is Boris Yeltsin thirsty?
Tonight on Treasure Island, will Brian survive his fall into quicksand?
I got my money on the retired forest ranger.
- Iose his chance to win this week's challenge?
I like what's her name, the scuba diver.
Yeah. Because she knows how to desalinate seawater,
or she goes topless?
Can't believe you two watch this show.
It's educational, sir. For survival purposes.
Tiner, if you're caught behind enemy lines,
you're not gonna be given more papayas
because you built the best sandcastle.
They're taking applications for next season's show, lieutenant.
If you could hand mine to the producer?
Tiner, I'm cross-examining him. I'm not doing lunch with him.
Now here's a waste of taxpayer's money.
Lollygagging in front of the telly instead of fighting for justice.
- Good to see you. - Good morning, sir.
No more "sir," gunny. Mic will do fine, mate.
So, Mic, what brings you over here?
One of my associates was bringing over a witness list.
We do go against you guys sometimes, you know.
So I thought I'd stop by and say "good day"
and see how Harm has mucked up my old office.
Oh, it's a hell of a mess. Got all that flying stuff in it.
- Admiral. - Brumby, you look prosperous.
Thank you, sir.
Managing to stumble by without me, sir?
Well, we're trying to, trying to. Please, come in.
Is that artillery or the beating of my heart, beautiful colonel?
Calm down, Alexei. It's miles away.
And the direction we are going. It's not too late to turn around.
We can be back across the border by night, huh?
- Is that spare gonna hold? - Not against artillery.
Just change it, Alexei. You can drop me off at the base
and then run back into Grozny. It's secure.
Have you ever changed a tyre before?
I am executive.
I give bezprizornik street urchins a few rubles
to take care of mechanical operations.
Okay, okay, give me that. Let's see.
My mother worked in biscuit factory.
She was a strong woman. Like you.
Thanks.
This is a terrible country, beautiful colonel.
I insist, when you are finished,
- we turn around. - No.
But be fair. Please be fair.
You are prepared to die for Commander Rabb.
- I do not love him. - I'm not here on a date, Alexei.
Commander Rabb is a friend and a fellow officer.
Please, if I must die, do not ask me to die deluded.
I'm practically engaged to a man in Washington.
And how many artillery attacks have you driven through for him?
So how are you?
It's Colonel MacKenzie, sir. I haven't heard from her for a few days
and I wondered if you had heard anything.
Or maybe Harm had.
No, he's dropped out of sight too.
Let me ask you something, Mic. What bothers you more?
That she's missing or that he might be missing with her?
- of the rebellious province of Chechnya.
He made the announcement during a surprise visit
to the Mozdok Army Base
in the neighbouring province of North Ossetia,
where he shook hands with Russian troops
and promised to defeat the Chechen rebels and combat corruption.
From North Ossetia, this is Chuck DeCaro,
ZNN, on special assignment.
Even if the Intelligence Command makes the general a liar,
it's still a circumstantial case.
I have won many convictions on circumstantial evidence.
Yeah, but not against Russian general in the Russian courtroom.
Commander Rabb, I'm embarrassed to report
that your own escort is guilty of these crimes you are investigating.
General, I have never seen that before.
Selling these weapons and alerting the Chechen terrorists
when he spotted an unguarded convoy,
resulting in the deaths of seven brave Russian soldiers.
- General Krylov... - Sergeant Zhukov, you're under arrest
for corruption, for murder
and for treason.
She bribed some idiot corporal near Volgograd this morning.
- She could be in Chechnya by now. - Yeah, if she's still alive.
Why the hell did you send Rabb down there?
I didn't. He volunteered to help an army prosecutor
make a corruptions case against General Krylov.
A prosecutor who's working for you.
Yes, but he doesn't know that.
He receives some incriminating allegations
against the general from an anonymous source.
Oh, along with a suggestion that an American partner
might give him some protection?
How could you do that to Rabb? You like Rabb.
Oh, I do like Rabb.
That's why I threw something in the pot for him.
I've arranged for him to meet somebody.
A pleasant little family surprise.
- They're going to shoot me. - You don't know that.
I know it.
Our father was in jail too.
And he escaped and fathered you.
I knew the Chechens might shoot me. I didn't think the Russians would.
Nobody's gonna shoot you.
At least the Chechens have some right.
I have been ordered to do terrible things.
Some I have not done. Some...
Look, Sergei, you can't think that way.
Why not?
I think maybe I understand our father more than you.
This war is like his war.
- Not quite. - A guerrilla war?
A big power fighting people who only want to be left alone.
Soldiers who hide amongst the people so you have to kill the people.
Do you think he ever wondered if he was on the wrong side?
No, I don't.
Go back to America, my American brother.
They will shoot me. There is nothing you can do.
They have to court-martial you first.
Look, Captain Volkonov is going to defend you.
General Krylov has given me permission to assist him.
Why not? The judges will hate you.
You find him?
- The singing Corporal Trapeznikov? - Yeah.
Our star defence witness got drunk and wandered into a minefield.
How convenient.
I am the lucky one. At least I get the court-martial first.
Look, how much time do we have to prepare?
All we need, as long as we're ready by 0900.
I told the sailors to shove off, to leave me alone.
I told them that I didn't need to be rescued
and I sure didn't wanna be rescued.
And why was that, Miss Reynolds?
I was leading the raft race by miles. I would have won the $1 million.
Move to strike Miss Reynolds' conclusion that she would have won.
Overruled.
I will determine the plaintiff's prospects from all the evidence.
By the way, what ever happened to that jazz musician
who couldn't climb a coconut tree? I missed the next episode.
Sent home. He couldn't eat bugs either.
Miss Reynolds, why are you so confident
that you would have won the $1 million?
I had more points than anybody,
except for the gay mortician that does triathlons.
- And I'd won the Desperation Quiz. - Which is?
The show's host came to my raft in a speedboat,
and if I'd gotten more than two wrong answers,
he'd have taken my rudder away. I got all ten right,
so I got an extra ration of water and beef jerky. I was a shoo-in.
Your witness, counsellor.
Your motion for delay is denied, commander.
- Was there anything else? - Yes, colonel.
In accordance with Article 46 of the Russian Constitution,
which guarantees every defendant the right to an impartial tribunal,
I respectfully request that this court-martial convene
on another base with a different panel of judges.
For what reason?
The three of you have been chosen by General Krylov.
He brought these charges. He will also be called as a witness.
You say we cannot be fair?
I'm saying that there is an appearance of improper command influence.
In the interest of justice, this trial ought to be moved...
Why do we listen to an American tell us about justice?
Should just let the defendant go free? Like O. J?
If the percátka don't fit, we must acquit.
There is a more compelling reason why this trial should be moved.
The defence will present evidence
that the true criminal is Colonel General Arkady Krylov.
Commander Rabb, you will now sit down!
If you repeat that slander, you will be jailed.
Miss Reynolds, was your raft equipped with an inflatable emergency craft
as required by law?
What law? We were in an uninhabited part of Indonesia.
- So that's a "no." - I didn't need one.
And there was usually a camera boat around.
Well, usually. But not when Captain Anson's ship spotted you.
No.
Are you aware, Miss Reynolds, that Captain Anson was operating
under standing orders to rescue any boaters in danger on the high seas?
I wasn't in danger.
Your raft sank moments after they pulled you off of it.
Before the U.S. Navy butted in,
I was in the process of lashing the poles together.
Let's talk about those lashings, Miss Reynolds.
What were they? Was it wire, plastic, nautical line?
They were dried palm fronds.
The natives of Maluku use them.
Are you a native of Maluku, Miss Reynolds?
I'm from New Jersey.
And isn't it true that you were suffering from seasickness
- at the time of your rescue? - Objection to the word "rescue."
- We view it as a kidnapping. - Overruled.
Were you seasick, ma'am?
A million dollars would have bought a lot of Dramamine.
And didn't you punch and scratch the sailors
who carried you from that raft?
They were trespassing on my property.
Your property? A flimsy raft set adrift in the Banda Sea
for the amusement of some viewers watching television 8,000 miles away?
Some viewers? A 28 share.
The sailors had never even heard of the show.
I mean, where had they been?
In three oceans, a dozen ports, protecting us.
Protecting you.
We have been losing weapons to the terrorists at an unacceptable rate.
It was obvious that one or more of our own soldiers
was conspiring with them.
Then my office received an anonymous message
casting suspicion on Sergeant Zhukov.
I only wish we had acted sooner.
- Why is that, sir? - A few days later,
Zhukov flew Captain Volkonov and Commander Rabb
to examine a weapons convoy.
When he observed it was unescorted by armour,
he sent a radio message to the terrorists,
who attacked it and captured it.
That, sir, is a lie. No such message was ever sent by Sergeant Zhukov.
My communications clerk, Corporal Trapeznikov heard it.
- He informed me. - Corporal Trapeznikov told us
that General Krylov sent a radio message
ordering Sergeant Zhukov away to chase phantom Chechens.
That is nonsense.
We have General Krylov's signed order.
Is a desperate forgery.
It is witnessed by Corporal Trapeznikov.
Is the corporal available to testify, sir?
Unfortunately not. He was killed yesterday.
We will accept the general's testimony in his absence.
Your Honour, just for the record, I object.
In addition, I witnessed firsthand
finding that crate of automatic rifles in Sergeant Zhukov's helicopter.
They were stolen from the Kamyshev armoury
and intended, no doubt,
for the Chechen terrorists to use to kill our people.
Objection. Those weapons came from an armoury
controlled by General Krylov. He had them put in the helicopter.
I'm surprised, commander, that you defend this man so zealously,
since he did try to kill you.
Kill me?
He abandoned you and Captain Volkonov at the convoy.
He must have been afraid that your investigation was pointing to him.
You're saying that for a few rubles he would try to kill his own brother?
What are you talking about?
I proffer to this court that the defendant, Sergeant Sergei Zhukov,
and I have the same father,
Lieutenant Harmon Rabb, Sr.,
who was shot down over North Vietnam
and imprisoned in the Soviet Union for 11 years until his death.
This is nonsense!
No American prisoners were ever brought to the Soviet Union.
If the prosecution asserts that the defendant intended to kill me,
we have the right to prove he had no such motive. Whether or not...
You have the right to join your so-called brother in his cell!
- I object! - To what?
To everything. The obvious bias of this court,
its hasty assembly, the overwhelming command influence,
the lack of due process, the disregard for the rules of evidence,
the absence of even the simplest elements of justice,
and the rule of law.
Objection denied.
LBJ used to pop over to visit the troops in Vietnam.
LBJ wasn't worried about General Westmoreland
plotting to assassinate him.
So how come we're not in Chechnya with Putin?
The president's got competent security people.
Rokotov's been located here.
They lost him.
The defendant and counsel will stand.
Sergeant Sergei Zhukov, on the evidence submitted,
on all charges you are found guilty.
You are hereby sentenced to death by firing squad.
Colonel, we request a stay of execution pending appeal.
Appeal denied.
Sentence to be carried out at 1700 tomorrow.
Sir, as commanding officer, you could set aside
the execution of Sergeant Zhukov.
You appeal to the true criminal?
Please excuse Commander Rabb, general.
He was overemotional. If the defendant is his brother...
That is preposterous.
I completely agree with you, sir.
That's why I respectfully urge you
not to let any of this affect your decision.
Sergeant Zhukov was tried and convicted
in accordance to the Russian law.
That is not true, sir.
There were at least six major breaches in that trial. It was a farce.
Was it?
Does the representative of the Moscow Procuracy concur?
I only wish to continue following the law, sir.
Your appeal is denied.
General, if Sergeant Zhukov is my brother,
that makes him eligible for American citizenship, sir.
He could come home with me. You could exile him.
And see him and you telling lies on ZNN,
on every television set in the world?
What kind of an officer are you?
He's one of your men. You know he's innocent.
Sir, the law authorises a final appeal to the president of Russia.
We ask for a stay of execution
so we can prepare our papers for Moscow.
Very well.
But it will not be necessary to prepare papers for Moscow.
You can ask the president yourself this afternoon.
He will be visiting the troops for their morale. Or his.
And when he's not too busy posing for the cameras,
I will arrange your appointment.
We take every precaution to ensure the contestants' safety.
Now, in 24 episodes, we never had anything more serious
than a sprained ankle and some intestinal parasites.
So was Marcie Reynolds in any danger
when she was pulled from the water by the Navy?
Absolutely not.
Your witness.
Mr. Berlin, didn't two of your contestants fall
- off a footbridge into a river? - Yeah, they swam to shore
and our rescue crew was just out of camera range,
in case they needed help.
There was no rescue crew near Marcie Reynolds' raft.
Oh, yes, there was. She just didn't see it.
When we saw the Navy picking her up,
we stayed at a distance and filmed.
You stayed at a distance despite the unseaworthy nature of her raft?
It was not unseaworthy.
We had two engineers check it before we launched it.
The Navy overreacted and they cost her $1 million.
Mr. Berlin, I'm sure that Captain Anson
- wasn't thinking about prize money. - Well, we were.
- And we feel bad about it. - Sir, how you feel isn't relevant.
That's why we've selected you, Marcie Reynolds,
to be the first contestant in our new syndicated show,
- Marry Me Now. - Mr. Berlin.
If you get married by 6:00 tonight, you will win $1 million.
Really?
Oh, my God.
No cameras in my courtroom.
It's true, Marcie. You've got three hours and 58 minutes
to begin your married life with $1 million.
No telephones in my courtroom.
- Gary, it's Marcie. Remember me? - Get these people out of here.
Marcie Reynolds.
Three hours and 57 minutes.
You, sir, are in contempt of court.
- Are you married? - Yes.
You, what about you? Are you married?
Your Honour?
Case dismissed.
Thank you so much. It's been great.
Good luck.
Why would he even let us appeal?
Why let us tell our story about him to the president?
Maybe you touched him with your emotion.
Yeah, a man like that?
- Hello, Harm. - Mac?
When you go on a road trip, you really go on a road trip.
What's going on?
Lieutenant Colonel MacKenzie, this is Captain Volkonov.
Sergeant Sergei Zhukov,
my brother.
Your father in Siberia.
Sounds like they're getting ready to greet President Putin.
- Here? - Why not here?
There's a plot to assassinate him. General Krylov might be involved.
Captain, why would Putin take the risk?
This is where the soldiers are.
He won the presidency by promising to win the war.
Do his security people know about this plot?
Webb is in Moscow with Mark Falcon. They're working on it.
Falcon?
What does it matter? General Krylov controls this base.
Yeah. And he's put us here, next to Putin.
The ambulance driver. That's Vasily Rokotov.
I saw him right before Commander Carlton was killed.
He set off the car bomb by remote control.
Guard? Guard!
- We need to get out of here. - Move back.
Mac.
Let's get out of here.
Mac, there's enough plastique here to take out a city block.
I don't see Rokotov. He would have the detonator.
- We gotta get this out. - Rokotov could blow this any time.
- He won't until Putin gets close. - He will be here soon.
- Mac, find Rokotov, I'll move the truck. - I do it. You go with them.
- You go with the colonel. - It is not your fight.
- Sergei. - You two are brothers, aren't you?
Come on, captain. Let's go.
You know how to fix cars, big brother?
Let's hope so.
See if you can disarm that bomb.
How's it coming back there?
Well, if there is a tamper switch, we are dead.
It's all over, Rokotov.
You could go to college to study what you want,
choose the kind of life you want.
- The American dream. - It's not so bad.
And you could stay at my place until you get yourself settled.
He's a pretty good cook.
Bear soup with cranberries?
Well, maybe a vegetarian lasagne every now and again.
- We could eat out. - Despite that,
it is very generous.
We come from Lubyanka.
General Krylov's telling interesting stories.
The death of Putin was gonna be blamed
on a Chechen suicide bomber.
You can stick around and collect your medal
or take your flight back.
- First class. - Company upgrade.
Webb.
Gourmet meal, free movies,
and a fresh-baked chocolate-chip cookie before you land.
You know I cannot.
There is a Russian army transport going to Grozny.
Two hundred hung-over draftees eating salami and onions.
You don't have to go back to Chechnya, Sergei.
You did your duty, you served with honour.
You can leave with honour.
My friends are there.
There is honour in staying with them until we all go home.
Sergei, it's a dirty war.
Would he have left early if he had the chance?
No.
Later.
Brother.
Until we meet again.