- Get your hands in the air! - She's my wife!
I saw a vision of the padre right in front of me, sir.
And he led me to my wife
just in time to save her life.
Sergeant Major Jarvis Krohn, United States Marine Corps,
this court-martial finds you,
on the charge and specification of attempted murder,
guilty.
Holy Mary, Mother of God,
pray for us sinners now and at the hour of our death.
Amen.
Padre?
Padre, I knew you'd come back.
I knew you'd come back to help me again.
Padre?
If I knew people were gonna send presents,
- I would've gotten married years ago. - And who would you have married?
Depends on the presents I would have gotten.
They're not for you, Mic. They're for us.
Well, you can keep that one.
Who's it from?
- Lieutenant Singer. - Right.
Well, it's too small for our cremated remains.
Besides, we'd fall through these little holes here.
- It's for potpourri. - For what?
You put it in the bathroom. It smells good.
No, smells like chalk.
The potpourri smells good.
- Okay, what's this? - It's a flag case.
Admiral Hennessey got one when he retired.
Oh, it's from Tiner.
Is the flag Australian or American?
There's no flag.
Mic.
That looks like blood.
I just thought you'd like to know.
You wanna help me?
You were so sure Sergeant Major Krohn was guilty.
Your client was found standing over his wife's nearly dead body
and claimed that he was led there by a miraculous vision
of a Navy chaplain that died 30 years ago.
What was I supposed to believe?
What's the new information?
We thought Sergeant Major Krohn was copying badly
the M.O. Of an actual carjacker to throw blame off himself.
- Yeah. - Now it could be
that somebody's copying him.
A woman was grabbed in a suburban parking lot,
left in an alley in Baltimore and hit with a blunt object.
Somebody's copying him or...
Or this is the guy that assaulted Mrs. Krohn.
Detective, there is an innocent man sitting in Leavenworth.
And now you're telling me...?
I'm not telling you anything.
I just thought you might be interested.
And after that defence of yours, with the saint thing
and the priest from the Vatican...
Here's the file.
Lieutenant, your security clearances are current.
Yes, sir.
Good, good.
You're considering volunteering for a very special duty.
I am, sir?
You don't have anything urgent going on, do you?
A motion for the Curran appeal,
a plea agreement for Seaman Hammond...
- That can wait a week. - Yes, sir.
While I do what, sir?
Carry a briefcase that could kill half a billion people.
Someone will call you.
- Your messages, admiral. - Thank you, Tiner.
- Morning, colonel. - Morning, Tiner.
Did you like it, ma'am?
It was very thoughtful, yes.
You can display any flag you want, ma'am.
A JAG flag or an Australian flag
or a flag from the church where you get married or...
It'll be hard to choose.
Tiner, do you know what this is?
- A knife, ma'am. - Yeah.
Is that blood?
Yeah, I think so.
It was inside the flag case.
It was?
Did you put it there?
No, ma'am.
I ordered the case by phone.
I had it shipped directly to you from the wood shop at Leavenworth.
- Leavenworth? - Yes, ma'am.
Their prison wood shop is famous.
They made a bookcase for Colin Powell.
There's a telephone inside of it.
And two special antennas.
When are you gonna be doing this?
Next week.
It has a thick book with retaliatory options.
Guess it's like a menu.
Bud, you feeling open-minded today?
- Hi, Harriet. - Hi, sir.
Actually, he's feeling a little overwhelmed.
The admiral volunteered me to spend a week
- carrying the nuclear football. - Congratulations, Bud.
You'll be at the right hand of the president.
Yeah, if he wants the launch codes to start a nuclear war.
I don't think that's gonna happen, Bud.
Bud, I had a visit from the detective who arrested Sergeant Major Krohn.
There's a carjacker operating who may have actually assaulted Mrs. Krohn.
- You still don't think he did it, sir? - Bud, I never thought he did it.
If this thing pans out, will you join me in a motion for a new trial?
You're not gonna believe this. Tiner got me a wedding gift.
Already? We haven't even started looking.
- That's all right. - Are you registered somewhere?
Bloomingdale's and Combat Gear on the Web.
Combat Gear on the Web?
It's a flag case made by prisoners in the wood shop at Leavenworth.
President Clinton has a desk from there, ma'am.
It arrived with a bloody knife in it.
I talked to the warden. An inmate was stabbed two weeks ago.
They've been looking for the weapon.
They smuggled it out in your gift?
We were talking about an inmate at Leavenworth, Sgt. Maj. Krohn.
Baltimore police have a lead on who actually assaulted Mrs. Krohn.
Actually assaulted Mrs. Krohn maybe, sir.
Bud, if it pans out, will you join me in a motion for a new trial?
If I haven't helped blow up the world, sir.
Lieutenant's carrying the nuclear football next week.
Cool.
Hey, are you going to Leavenworth?
I'm thinking about it. Why?
Good, then you can tell Sgt. Maj. Krohn there's a new lead in his case.
I gotta stay, follow up the carjacker thing.
I mean, you wanna return the gift, right? Thanks.
We run a tight operation here. Assaults are pretty damn rare.
Who was the stabbing victim?
Paul Weston, former Air Force captain,
doing eight years for selling stolen weapons.
Do you know why he was assaulted?
He says he doesn't know.
Sometimes it happens because somebody gets more mashed potatoes
than somebody else in the chow line.
Finding that knife's our first break.
- I'm sorry it ruined your wedding gift. - The flag case is nice, sir.
Well, they do very good work here.
Did you know that Colin Powell has one of our bookcases?
- Yes, sir. - Please.
Thank you.
- There's Krohn. - He works in the wood shop?
He's a model inmate. Moved to medium security
- in record time. - Colonel, sir.
- Excuse me. - Sure.
- Please, go ahead. - Thank you, sir.
Well, let's take a look.
Sergeant Major Krohn?
I'm not a sergeant major in here, ma'am.
I'm Lieutenant Colonel MacKenzie. I work with Commander Rabb.
- How is the commander? - He's fine. How are you?
- Is there someplace we can talk? - Yes, ma'am.
- Clark, you want to finish this? - Sure thing, Jarvis.
Colonel MacKenzie.
It's nice to see you again.
Clark Palmer.
Clark Palmer works in the wood shop with Sergeant Major Krohn?
Apparently they're friends.
They met in the assaultive offenders' therapy group.
Sergeant Major Krohn is a devout Catholic and innocent.
Palmer is a sociopath and a homicidal maniac.
Now he goes to chapel with the sergeant major.
Palmer goes to chapel?
And Bible study three times a week.
Did you tell Sergeant Major Krohn about the carjacking?
- Yes. - What was his reaction?
He was excited.
Harm, there's something else.
What?
That knife was the first real clue they have in the stabbing here.
- And? - They checked it for fingerprints.
They found one set.
A perfect match with Sergeant Major Krohn.
I'm on my way there.
Look, it wouldn't be the first time we were fooled by an inmate.
Sir, I know Sergeant Major Krohn.
I cannot believe he would stab anybody.
You don't believe he attempted to kill his wife either.
No, sir, and neither does she.
Which means he was led to the crime scene
by a vision of a Navy chaplain who was killed in Vietnam?
That's right, colonel.
The Vatican took it seriously, colonel.
Chaplain Wiggins is a candidate to be declared a saint.
What about Krohn's fingerprints on the knife?
What does the pope have to say about that?
Colonel, there could be
an other-than-supernatural explanation for that.
The man who was stabbed was in the same wing as Krohn.
Earlier that day, he was seen arguing with Krohn.
What about Clark Palmer, sir?
- What about him? - Clark Palmer is capable
of arranging this entire thing just to mess with me, sir.
He knows I want to get Sergeant Major Krohn out of prison.
Palmer would stab someone at random just to mess with you?
You'd be surprised the lengths to which Clark Palmer has gone
just to mess with me.
I'm his obsession.
Seems to me, commander, like he's yours.
Palmer is an extremely dangerous man, colonel.
Palmer's cell is in a different wing than the man who was stabbed.
He didn't have access.
So he got the knife from somebody who did, sir.
You figured all this out on a plane ride?
There's new information on the Krohn case.
With your permission, I would like to stay here,
participate in investigation of the stabbing.
Col. MacKenzie will go back and work with Detective Carlton
to find the man who actually assaulted Mrs. Krohn.
If you can spare the time.
Just don't expect any miracles.
Sir, if I had stabbed somebody,
I would wipe my fingerprints off the knife
before mailing it to a JAG officer.
Colonel Warren says that you were seen arguing with the victim.
For one minute.
He was hogging the shower.
Nothing to it.
You argued over a shower.
This place doesn't bring out the best in people, commander.
I live in a 6-by-10-foot cubicle.
I'm counted or searched a half dozen times a day.
If I keep my nose clean, one day,
I will be able to go to the head without a guard on my rear.
We will find the man who assaulted your wife, sergeant major.
After the trial, I thought that would just sort itself out.
I've already had one miracle. Maybe that was my full ration.
Do you have any idea who stabbed Paul Weston?
Clark Palmer, maybe?
Not the Clark Palmer I know.
Clark Palmer has a vicious history, sergeant major.
Assassination, arms dealing.
He and some other rogue agents from the Defence Security Division
sold nerve gas that is responsible for the deaths of 41 UN peacekeepers,
including four Marines.
I'm sure all that's true, commander.
But the man I know has been confessing his sins.
He's been seeking the Lord's forgiveness
and begging for help to heal what's evil in his heart.
He's even helped me keep my faith.
Clark Palmer's a con man.
Well, then, sir, he's conned me too.
And from what I've seen in chapel,
he's done a damn fine job conning God.
- Tiner? - Sir.
This is a Bloomingdale wedding registry.
Order the items I have circled and have them sent over
- to Col. MacKenzie's residence. - Aye, sir.
Egyptian cotton sheets and pillowcases.
Oh, sir, those have already been purchased.
I just printed this thing out 10 minutes ago.
Yes, sir, and I just bought them five minutes ago.
I'm sorry, sir.
Give me that.
Oh, you left me with pieces of things.
One dinner place setting, two towels, a gravy boat.
Maybe you can put them together in some creative way, sir.
You know, like you could suggest
they invite guests over for dinner and...
A bath.
Would you like to peruse the Combat Gear on the Web list, sir?
Well, night vision scopes are still available.
Oh, that's more of a he gift than a they gift, though, sir.
Money's always appreciated, sir.
Too impersonal, Tiner.
It shows laziness.
Give them something they want or I know they'd appreciate.
Well, what would you appreciate, sir?
Tiner,
order season tickets under the name of Brumby
for the Folger Library Theatre.
I'll give them a season of Shakespeare.
- Aye, sir. - The colonel will love it.
And Brumby, sir?
How much money?
It was the most terrible thing I've ever seen.
She had two grocery bags in her arms.
Her car keys were in her hand.
He knocked down the bags.
There were cans rolling all over the parking lot.
You told the other officer you got a look at him.
White man, young, pale hair.
Very pale.
He hit her with a hammer.
Do you remember anything else about him?
- Was he in the Marines? - Not that we know.
But one of our people is involved in the case.
He had a beard.
Wispy, thin.
If you catch him, would I have to testify?
Too soon to tell, ma'am.
- Thank you for your cooperation. - Thanks.
I'll pass this on to Cmdr. Rabb. Do you have anything else?
No. But if we see him, we'll know him.
He drove off in the victim's car.
Do you know how he got to the market?
No, we're looking for a 2000 Lexus, silver.
And Mrs. Krohn's car.
1994 Chevrolet Impala sedan, lime green,
dent in the left rear fender.
Maybe he stole it for his grandmother.
I've forgotten, Palmer. How many times did you try to kill me?
Two? Three?
You should hate me, commander.
And condemn me.
And I don't expect anything I say to change that.
But I did those things in a different lifetime.
Yeah, I understand you found God.
There's no accomplishment in that.
He's right there for anyone who looks.
Well, you've made a positive impression on Jarvis Krohn.
I can only hope that that's true.
He's a fine person.
You know I'm trying to get him out of here.
And I hope you succeed.
Well, in that different lifetime of yours, Palmer,
it would have given you great satisfaction
to prevent me from succeeding,
just for the thrill of messing with me.
You and a few other people sent me a pretty loud message
that I wasn't doing the right thing in life.
And after a few years in here,
I couldn't help but consider that perhaps you're on to something.
Here.
Sorry.
I have your fingerprints.
I guess.
That's how you got Jarvis Krohn's fingerprints on the knife handle.
In the wood shop one day, "Here, Jarvis.
Oh, wait. I still need it."
And then you took the piece of doweling
and you attached the blade.
And you sent it in the box intended for Colonel MacKenzie.
I could understand why you'd think that, commander.
But I'm sorry that you do.
And I'm sorry if this whole thing has cast any sort of shadow
over Colonel MacKenzie's wedding.
I really do wish her the be...
Commander.
Guard! Guard!
I guess you have to be an officer, right?
That's right.
I just think it would be so neat, sir, carrying those codes.
All those launch options.
SLBMs and ICBMs.
Or smart cruise missiles, slick'ems and glick'ems.
Or SLCMs and slick'ems Make it an all-Navy job.
Tiner, it's not a video game.
Oh, I know, sir.
It's gotta be one of the most awesome responsibilities
- any member of the service can bear. - Thanks, Tiner.
I mean, to kill, what, 50... 100 million people, sir.
That's just right away, not counting radiation sickness, cancers...
- Tiner! - I remember reading, sir,
some Harvard professor said
that to make the president really appreciate what he's about to do,
the launch codes shouldn't be in that briefcase you're going to carry.
Where did he say they should be?
Surgically implanted in your chest, lieutenant.
And the brief case would have a big butcher knife.
If the president wanted to launch nuclear weapons
and kill all those faceless, nameless people,
first he'd have to take out that knife and personally hack you open.
Sir.
It's not looking good, commander.
Apparently he suffered a massive intracerebral haemorrhage.
Just like that?
He's 36.
It could have been caused by a congenital vascular malformation.
Did it start with a headache?
I don't know, doctor. He just collapsed.
When he's stable, we'll transport him to Kansas City for a CAT scan,
see whether the site of the bleed is operable.
But it's a real question of whether it's worth going in
and destroying even more of his brain.
He's already suffered damage?
If he lives, sir, it's not clear how much function he'll regain.
How's he doing, sir?
- Not good. - No matter what we do,
there's a greater than 50 percent chance he'll be dead by the weekend.
How'd it happen, sir?
We were discussing how he framed you with the knife.
He said he did it?
No.
Well, that hardly seems important now, sir.
It still seems important to me.
First things first.
Hail Mary, full of grace, the Lord is with thee.
Blessed art thou among women
and blessed is the fruit of thy womb, Jesus.
Holy Mary, Mother of God, pray for us sinners now and at the hour...
- the Lord is with thee.
Blessed art though among women and blessed...
Hail Mary, full of grace, the Lord is with thee.
Blessed art thou among women and blessed is the fruit...
Holy Mary, Mother of God...
- now and at the hour of our death. Amen.
Hail Mary, full of grace, the Lord is with thee.
Blessed art thou among women
and blessed is the fruit of thy womb, Jesus.
Hail Mary, full of grace...
Blessed art thou among women
and blessed is the fruit of thy womb, Jesus.
Holy Mary, Mother of God, pray for us sinners now
and at the hour of our death. Amen.
If they tell me he's dead, I'll drive a stake through his heart.
How's Baltimore?
Still looking for the wispy beard driving a Lexus.
How's the sergeant major?
He's been praying at Palmer's bedside all night. He's still there.
What did you get out of Palmer before he dropped?
Told me he'd changed his life partly thanks to my urging.
You're not that persuasive.
Well, it depends on the circumstances, really.
- Jarvis? - Nothing here. How about you?
- Harm? - I'll call you back. Doctor!
- Coming. - Where am I?
You've been in the hospital. You all right?
Palmer.
- How do you feel? - I feel fine.
This isn't possible.
I saw Padre Wiggins, Jarvis.
Just like you did.
He told me what really happened to your wife.
And he told me how to prove it.
The padre looked just like you said, Jarvis.
He had on his pack and his helmet like he'd just stepped off a battlefield.
But it was so beautiful and so peaceful,
I'd swear it was a vision of heaven.
The doctor said you were gonna die, Clark.
Then I must have been sent back for a reason.
To help you.
What did the padre say?
You know, he didn't actually speak, but I understood everything he meant.
You're innocent, Jarvis.
I know.
The man who attacked your wife, he's a drug user. A young guy.
And he's got light hair and a beard.
And he's still in Maryland.
He's turned his face away from God.
This vision had a lot to say, Palmer.
He told me what he needed to, commander.
Yeah? Did he tell you where to find this man?
No. But he said that he would.
If we go there, he'll lead me to him, just like he lead you to your wife.
Oh, you want us to let you out of prison,
put you on a bus to Maryland?
Why don't I give you a blank passport
and a couple credit cards while we're at it?
I'm not asking for anything for myself.
No, just a bus ride around Baltimore.
Lot of people in here would kill for a little fresh air.
Yes, I'd get some air, commander.
But deny me that
and we give up an opportunity to get this innocent man out of here forever.
As your commanding officer,
I'm required to review your orders from the White House Military Office
concerning your responsibilities for the briefcase.
I'm pretty clear about those, admiral.
I looked at them last night.
All night.
- All night? - Yes, sir.
Well, you do look like hell.
Lieutenant, do you have a problem with this assignment?
Sir, as a member of the United States Navy,
we train and prepare to kill the enemies who confront us.
Actually, as lawyers, we train and prepare to overcome their objections.
But to kill so many people so far away,
people that you don't even know what they look like,
who they are...
Lieutenant, our nuclear weapons are not pointed at random locations.
They are aimed at specific enemy military targets.
Yes, sir.
And they haven't been fired at anyone at all since 1945.
- I know that, sir. - And they haven't needed to be fired
because they're ready to be fired.
And our enemies have always known that.
I understand, sir.
So, Bud, in a sense, you're not just carrying a briefcase,
you're carrying a paradox.
A paradox, sir?
If you're there with the briefcase, you won't be needed.
The only chance that you would be needed
is if you weren't there.
- Yes, sir. - So be there
in case the president needs you, so he won't.
Yes, sir.
- And don't lose it. - The paradox, sir?
The briefcase.
Yes, sir.
- blue convertible. Can you please bring the car around?
Care for a ride, Padre? Free of charge.
Commander Rabb, as I live and breathe.
Father O'R ourke.
- How did you know I was coming? - Sergeant Major Krohn told me.
Let me...
I thought you were all set. You had the two miracles
to make Chaplain Wiggins a saint.
One confirmed. The other's still being evaluated.
Wouldn't hurt to have something in my pocket.
Hope you didn't come all the way from Rome. Right here.
No, Missoula, Montana.
There's a dead nun up there who might be up to some good.
And I thought I had a weird job.
Well, we're always looking for a few good men,
if you fancy a change of uniform.
Thanks, I'll keep that in mind.
But I think you're wasting your time on this one, Father.
Are you kidding? It's a possible double-header.
No smoking in the car.
As I've explained to Archbishop Phillips and General Hightower,
we usually don't send inmates out on fieldtrips.
I don't know what religion you are, colonel,
but I think you'd agree we've got a rather special case here.
That's an understatement.
Colonel, I know Clark Palmer.
I don't trust him or believe him.
Even when he's come back from the dead?
- He wasn't dead. - Supposed to be.
He's faked his death before, sergeant major.
Could you tell me how he's fooled our doctor?
- Not yet, sir. - Unless he didn't fool anyone.
I understand you prayed for him, sergeant major.
I asked Chaplain Wiggins to intercede with God,
just the way I did that night he led me to my wife
and saved her life.
Father, are you investigating this as a possible miracle?
An otherwise inexplicable recovery.
Our experts will want Mr. Palmer's complete medical records,
if you will release them.
It's not Palmer's records I'm worried about releasing.
Father, do you really believe that if we all traipse off to Baltimore,
Padre Wiggins will appear again in another miraculous vision, on cue?
I don't know.
But I'd certainly like to find out, wouldn't you?
Sir, at my trial, you argued that this same sort of miracle could happen.
To you, sergeant major, not Clark Palmer.
Well, sir, you seem to accept part of my religion then.
The very core of my religion is
that any man can be redeemed if he wants to be.
I understand Mr. Palmer provided a partial description
of the carjacker you're looking for.
Young man, light hair, beard.
Does that match the information? What do the witnesses say?
Pale hair, wispy beard.
Sir,
how would Palmer know that?
Mr. President, a photo with you and the senator, please.
Mr. President, can we get a shot in, please, sir?
Excuse me.
Can we get a cleanup on aisle three? Circle in on aisle three.
Commander, I see you brought the whole damn circus.
You started this. You came to see me.
No, I told you we had a lead on a carjacker.
I didn't tell you to bring out the God Squad.
I would think you'd be grateful for all the help you can get.
Are you planning on using dead saints to solve crimes on a regular basis?
Thought we'd try it once, see how it goes.
And this must be Mr. Palmer.
- How are you feeling? - Fine, thank you.
That would be thanks to you, there, Mr. Krohn?
I don't know, detective. I just pray. After that, it's out of my hands.
Okay.
- Now what? - Ask him.
Is this where the last victim was carjacked, sir?
Yeah.
Her car was parked over there.
She came out with her groceries, pulled out her keys...
Well, then, he must have been over there.
Yeah, he was.
So, what are you expecting to see exactly?
Some sort of vision?
Yeah.
And that's gonna lead us to the carjacker?
Look, I gotta tell you.
If this guy leads us to somebody's front door,
I'm not sure I'm gonna be able to convince a judge
I had probable cause to go busting in.
Unless some giant flaming finger comes pointing out of the sky.
You expecting to see that?
I'm trying to keep an open mind.
He saw the padre, detective, the other night
when he was supposed to be dying.
Just like I saw the padre the night he lead me to my wife.
And he also knew things about the carjacking
that nobody in Leavenworth knew except Commander Rabb here.
All right, fine.
I'm open-minded too.
Just give me a sign.
One-one-two-one, repeat location.
Oh, yeah. This is 1121. I have a...
Is this gonna happen?
I don't know.
Let's find out.
Palmer.
Well?
We need to give it more time.
Well, unfortunately, we don't have more time.
We can't keep these officers on for another shift.
I can't control that.
I'm not the one running this.
You've given it this long.
Sir, these things don't happen on cue.
Well, when do they happen?
When they need to, sir.
Well, this one needed to happen about two hours ago, sergeant major.
Sir,
it's my only chance.
I'm sorry.
I wanted to believe him. I really did.
Go home. I owe you.
Wrap it up!
Take us to the airport, sergeant.
- I'm sorry, Jarvis. - It's not your fault.
Father, how can this happen?
I saw the padre and he said I'd see him again.
Nobody owes us any miracles.
What are you gonna do, Jarvis?
Go back to jail.
I expect every member of this administration
to stay well within the boundaries
that define legal and ethical conduct.
This means avoiding even the appearance of problems.
This means checking and, if need be, double-checking
that the rules have been obeyed.
You and I and the vice president share the same goals for our country.
And the current commitment to achieving...
That's right, colonel. Nothing.
I've rescheduled the flight, sir. We should arrive about midnight.
Aye, sir.
Would it kill you to stay one more night, try again?
The logistics would, Father.
Security for two prisoners, travel vouchers.
Krohn shouldn't be going back to prison. You know it.
Look, I believe I've been more than reasonable, Father.
Taking these two halfway across the country
on the basis of Palmer's alleged vision.
He saw what I saw, commander.
Well, the panel at your trial didn't even believe you, sergeant major.
You did.
The only defence you had.
And you thought it was a lie?
I didn't know.
I still don't.
- Father. - What?
He's there.
The padre?
I see him.
We're going the wrong way.
- He says we've got to turn around. - We're not turning around.
- We'll miss the flight. - Commander, for God's sake.
Turn around, sergeant.
Yes, yes. Where is he?
Taxi!
Turn right here.
- You're sure? - Yes.
It's what he's telling me.
I think we're going in circles.
We haven't been here before.
I don't know. This is ridiculous. This doesn't feel right.
- Sir, this is what we came here for. - I don't think it's much farther.
Palmer, I have never in my life given a damn what you think.
Can't you accept it, Rabb? That maybe there's something
your lawyer's mind can't reduce to rational rules?
Or is it your pride preventing you from hearing anything this man says?
You know, Father, I don't have to take nonsense from anyone.
To the unbeliever, faith looks like nonsense.
He says it's there.
- Where? - Just after the railroad crossing.
What railroad crossing?
That railroad crossing.
It's just ahead. He's signalling.
Sergeant major, do you see anything?
No.
All right, move ahead slowly.
Look.
Thanks be to God.
It's Robin's car.
A lime green Impala.
I don't believe it.
I mean, I believe it.
Ambush!
Getting confused, God boy?
You never saw the padre.
Oh, sure, I did. Big fat guy with a red suit.
Sack full of toys too.
Oh, wait a second. That was Santa Claus.
Padre?
It's just ahead. He's signalling.
No.
It's an ambush.
I saw it.
The padre showed it to me.
- Please, let's go. - Shut up.
Carlton, pull up. It's here.
If he opens his mouth again, shoot him.
Don't move.
Drop it.
Game's over.
Lieutenant, nobody's exactly blaming you.
The president was running late for an Easter party with some Cub Scouts
and had to cut his speech short.
I feel terrible about it, sir.
I ran all the way back to the White House.
And they were glad to see you.
But they decided to move on to the next officer in rotation,
a Coast Guard commander.
Coast Guard, sir?
It's probably best for all concerned.
Oh, I suppose so.
It was actually kind of boring, sir.
Lieutenant, that's a good thing.
- Have a seat. - Got a call from Leavenworth.
They found the guilty party in the stabbing.
He says he gave the knife to Palmer to get rid of.
By putting it in your wedding present?
His idea of fun, sir.
They're making it up to me by sending a spice rack free of charge.
I think Colin Powell's got one of their desks.
That's Bill Clinton, sir.
How did Palmer fake that brain attack or whatever it was?
A tiny dose of genetically altered fugu toxin
smuggled in by the same people who were waiting to free him in Baltimore.
They sent it inside his April issue of Christian Convict.
Commander Rabb secured them?
Two DSD assassins we've been after for years.
To set their plan in motion, they committed a carjacking
just like the carjacking of Sergeant Major Krohn's wife.
That would get Cmdr. Rabb's interest.
And then Palmer faked his vision
so the commander would take him to Baltimore.
So they didn't carjack Mrs. Krohn?
No. But to bait their trap, they bought a hot lime green Impala.
It turns out it actually was Mrs. Krohn's car.
The police tracked it back to the man who did carjack her.
That's quite a coincidence.
To say the least.
If it checks out, I'll ask the Convening Authority
to release the sergeant major pending a joint request
that his findings and sentencing be set aside, sir.
And we have another miracle on our hands.
Some days, I love this job.
Sir.
Good to have you back, sergeant major.
It is outstanding to be back, sir.
- Father. - Precognition, vision of the future.
It's gonna be hard to write this up.
Well, I don't write them, Father. I just see them.
But sir, it's your vision I'm curious about.
You had that backup all arranged.
You knew he was leading us into a trap.
Sergeant major, you asked me how Clark Palmer could possibly know
what the carjacker looked like.
I never believed he'd had a vision.
So I knew his friends had set it up.
Well, if it isn't the Father, the Son and the holier-than-thou attorney.
Keep smiling, Palmer.
Adding conspiracy to commit murder to your resume
should tack another couple of decades onto your sentence.
Maybe I can get the sergeant major here
to testify for me as a character witness.
You do believe in forgiving everybody, don't you, Jarvis?
It's God who forgives everybody, Clark.
But in your case, he might make an exception.
Let's go.
See you around, Palmer.
He fooled me, sir.
He fooled a lot of people, sergeant major.
Nobody can fool God.
Not even Clark Palmer.