TACCO, give me a six-buoy bear trap.
Pattern three-second intervals.
Confirmed, six, uh, buoy trap.
Coming back. Don't initiate until I get there.
Roger that.
You got it, Nick. All right, ma'am. I've got it.
Did you check the depth at each station?
- Station one, ma'am. - Check them all.
Thirty seconds and counting, lieutenant.
What's the conversion layer?
It should be on the tip of your tongue, lieutenant.
It usually is, ma'am.
A hundred and ninety feet. We're ready.
Let's hope.
Station one is out. Two.
- First three out, ma'am. - Okay.
It would have been easier without you hanging on my ear, commander.
Just making sure, lieutenant.
I don't think so, ma'am.
This is payback.
What?
You know what I'm talking about, ma'am.
No, I don't, lieutenant.
Maybe you'd like to repeat that to the wing commander.
Yes, ma'am. Along with the charge of sexual harassment.
Attention on deck. As you were, people.
Good morning, sir.
The florist wanted to double-check the message on the roses you're sending.
He was unsure if you said "soft breath" or "soft breast."
- The number, please? - Yes, sir.
They're also out of white, admiral.
What are my choices?
- Yellow, pink or red, sir. - Um... Yellow.
Assuming these flowers are for Professor Cavanaugh, sir,
don't you think that pink would be a more appropriate colour, sir?
Fine. Dismissed.
Aye, aye, sir.
At ease.
I assume you're aware of the charges.
Yes, sir.
Commander Beth O'Neil is one of only two women
to command a P-3 squadron.
She's one of the Navy's shining female stars.
And needless to say,
the charge of sexual harassment by a junior male officer
is, um, disturbing and alarming.
Uh...
Commander Manetti, you'll assist, uh, Commander Rabb
- with the defence. - Yes, sir.
Colonel MacKenzie, Commander Turner,
one and two for the government.
You're to fly to Point Mugu, California,
for the Article 32 that's been convened by Pat Wingspak.
Yes, sir.
Let's try to avoid putting policy on trial.
That'll be all.
Aye, aye, sir. - Aye, aye, sir.
Admiral, uh,
I'm glad to hear that you and Meredith are, uh... Are doing well, sir,
and I actually think pink is a good colour for her.
It will go with her eyes.
She's not a rabbit.
No. Uh, well, uh, sir, to the point. Um...
Meredith has been leaving me messages.
I know.
She, um... She wants you to take her up in your plane again.
Yes, I gathered that, sir.
Uh, and that's why I haven't returned her calls.
Well, better do that.
Well, I don't know what to say to her, sir. What do I say?
Well, um...
you'll think of something.
The last thing I expected from her was sexual pressure.
How did this play out, lieutenant?
She gave me low marks on my last fitness report, sir,
put my Naval career in jeopardy.
And?
This was the last chapter in a story that's been building for a while.
I mean, at first it was just subtle flirting.
But then she's bending over me at my console to demonstrate procedure.
And finally, while I'm standing in front of her,
she asked me if I have a girlfriend back home.
I tell her I did.
She wondered if I ever cheated on her.
I said no.
She then laughs at me and says, "Well, you mean not yet."
How do you know she was referring to herself?
Because, ma'am, at the time, she was filling out my fitness report.
She's staring at me,
holding the pen over the signature line, waiting for my response.
In other words, she wouldn't sign it if I accommodated her.
- Did you? I just stood there, colonel.
And then after a few moments,
she nodded her head and made it official.
Is that when you decided to come forward, lieutenant?
No, sir. No.
I was willing to let it slide if she'd just back off.
But she didn't. It got worse. After that, I couldn't do anything right.
When I realised she was punishing me for not taking the bait,
that's when I had to step up and fight back.
Are there any witnesses to the fitness rep incident?
None, sir. We were in her BOQ.
She called you to her quarters, not her office?
At night, ma'am.
Did the commander ever proposition you directly, lieutenant?
No, sir.
So you could be misinterpreting.
Um...
I don't know how to say this without sounding vain, sir,
but I've been approached by women before.
A lot, actually.
And the signals were unmistakable.
Did you warn the commander,
let her know her actions were inappropriate?
I was afraid that if I antagonized her, ma'am,
I'd just be making things worse for myself.
After all, it was her word against mine.
Still is, lieutenant.
The charges are baseless.
Lieutenant Kersey completely misunderstood my intentions.
What were your intentions?
To make it clear that he was underperforming
and that his future was dependent
on how he responded to my displeasure.
I hope that's not how you put it, commander.
Of course not.
I tried to keep the conversation friendly, even personal,
so he wouldn't think I had it in for him.
Maybe you were too friendly.
Heh, and from that he perceives sexual harassment?
I'm being held to a ridiculous standard here.
When I crashed through the brass ceiling,
I didn't expect to have to bleed for the privilege.
Have you had trouble with men accepting a woman in your position?
My ex-husband for one.
Is that why your marriage ended?
It was a contributing factor.
You are the defence counsel, correct?
I believe the commander's just trying
to anticipate where the prosecution might be going, ma'am.
Nothing personal.
Let's hope not.
Why did you give Lieutenant Kersey low marks, commander?
As a Tactical Air Control Communications Officer,
he failed to ensure proper sonobuoy deployment,
which resulted in the loss of an active prosecution,
in this case a North Korean submarine.
Fourteen hours of wasted flight time.
Why did you choose to confront him in your quarters and not your office?
I was his mentor. I had a closer relationship with him
than I had with others in my command.
I was working late at the time, I knew he was nearby.
When I reached his FITREP in the pile,
I chose to address it while it was on my mind.
Do you find Lieutenant Kersey attractive?
Everyone does. He has a rather large following.
My question was to you.
Yes.
Anything else?
What?
I was thinking about the good that can come from tragedy.
Like?
Well, you and I spending time together away from the office.
Oh, hey. Look where we are.
Remember there's a little dirt road behind the movie theatre there?
We were, uh, pulling out late one night. We decided to check it out.
Yeah, there's a reservoir at the end of that.
Right.
That big grassy area. Completely isolated.
Yeah, we took a blanket out of the trunk, laid it out.
I, uh, need to, uh, stop by the drugstore when we head home.
Okay.
Were you under the impression I needed an apologist, commander?
Just trying to allay our client's fears, sir.
Our client's fears are what interest me.
They are a window into the veracity of her remarks.
You don't believe her?
She was defensive.
Typical behaviour of someone who is suppressing something.
It's also behaviour I'd expect
from someone who's used to having to defend her every move.
You mean against men?
Well, she's obviously touchy
about how she's been treated, commander.
Why would she then turn around
and subject a male officer to equally insensitive behaviour?
I think Commander O'Neil has been treated extremely well,
considering she's one of the Navy's top female aviators.
Then what would she have to gain from pursuing Lieutenant Kersey?
Have you ever known logic to be overturned by desire, commander?
I think she's innocent of the charges.
Well, then I'll count on you
- to keep me on track. - Yes, sir.
There's, uh, no return address on the tape either?
No, sir.
Play it.
Mine eyes have drawn thy shape
And thine for me
Are windows to my breast Where-through the sun
Delights to peep
To gaze therein on thee
Translation:
My house, 6:00.
And how did you know pink was my favourite colour?
I trust you'll keep this to yourself, Tiner.
What would that be, sir?
Exactly. That will be all.
Aye, sir.
Admiral,
we nailed those flowers, though, didn't we, sir?
Close the hatch, Tiner.
You still on the spy kick? - You know, I'd actually gotten off.
Manetti and I worked so well together on the last case.
And then she started questioning my position on women's issues.
Well, what do you care what she thinks?
I care about being misrepresented,
especially if she has the SECNAV's ear.
- I'm not a chauvinist. - No, you're not.
No. Thank you.
You're arrogant, which can be misinterpreted as chauvinism.
Here. Come in for a second.
Mac. Good, uh, I want you to hear this. Harm, you may as well join in.
This is Lieutenant Murtaugh.
Lieutenant, would you tell the colonel and the commander
what you just told me?
Ma'am, sir,
I believe Lieutenant Kersey is telling the truth.
Based on what?
Commander O'Neil has come on to other men, ma'am.
That's hearsay, lieutenant.
Somebody needs to be willing to step forward.
That would be me, commander.
We were in San Diego, returned from deployment.
We were partying a bit, bar-hopping the Gaslamp district.
We got to this one place
and the first person I see is Commander O'Neil
looking ready for action.
Specifics, lieutenant.
She was dressed to catch something, sir.
That's the only way I can describe it.
- Did you talk to her? - She spoke to me.
She came over as soon as she spotted us,
told me I was her next dance. I said I'd disappoint her.
But she said, uh, she never considered me the type.
What did you think she meant?
Well, I assumed it was a sexual reference, ma'am.
So did my buddies. They all had a big laugh about it. Ahem.
Did you, uh... Did you dance with her?
I was uncomfortable, given she was a senior officer.
But I said I'd do what I could.
She then asked me if I could move my hips.
I answered yes.
She said that's all that counts and led me onto the floor.
And after the dance?
I got out of there, sir. We all did.
It felt like nothing but trouble.
Well, thank you, lieutenant.
But I don't think anyone's been court-martialed for dancing in a while.
Even if it was a lady's choice.
Thanks for the file.
Mm-hm.
Uh-huh.
Uh-huh. Ha, ha.
Keep that gait.
Whoo! Looking good.
You go, Roberts. Bring her home.
Wow.
First time away from the rails. I'd say I'm impressed.
- Any pain? - Less and less.
- Let me look. Okay.
Wanna make sure there's even distribution of weight.
- How is the fit? - Oh, pretty good.
Yeah. This new socket technology is fabulous.
And these dynamic ankles.
Yeah, how about my vibrant knees?
They're the best.
So how long until I can, uh, trash the crutches?
As long as it takes.
- But I'm doing great, right? - Yeah, yeah.
- Okay. - Just don't push it.
Blood supply to your residual limb is still insufficient.
You lost your spleen, remember.
That's why you can't take your prosthesis home yet.
No, I know. I'm just feeling so good.
Give yourself time.
Allow yourself to adjust fully to the changes
or you'll be setting yourself up for failure.
Lieutenant Murtaugh is a very good officer.
He would be even better if he didn't take himself so seriously.
I just wanted to loosen him up a bit. What better place than a bar?
It's a little unorthodox, wouldn't you say?
I don't play authority games with my people.
Sir, a number of officers and enlisted personnel
have already come forward in support
of Commander O'Neil's leadership style.
She's very popular.
Apparently not with everyone.
They're not used to being under the command of a female.
- It changes the dynamic. - Why play into it?
Is there a point where we're going to start discussing
what actually works about my case?
Look, we need something to discredit Lieutenant Kersey's story.
My word.
Well, unfortunately, commander, that may not be good enough.
It should be. My record speaks for itself.
Unfortunately, ma'am, in this man's Navy,
a woman needs to be twice as competent and twice as virtuous.
You will get no argument from me there, commander.
Well, you will from me.
But it won't be about the struggles of women in the military,
which I agree exist.
However, in a court of law,
the only thing of consequence is an individual's integrity,
regardless of gender.
I think we concur there, yes?
Are you serious?
Hey, hey. Enjoy your run?
One and a half miles, sir.
Won't be long before we're both kicking up the dirt, sir.
Ah, it feels like it's gonna take forever.
Lieutenant Carpenter has me on such a short leash.
Oh, stick with the lieutenant.
Remember what happened when I moved too fast?
- Have a seat, sir. - Oh, thanks.
So, unh, what do they got on tap here?
We'll get to that in a second. We have something of a higher priority.
Would you mind taking a look over my shoulder, sir?
She's a dime piece, huh?
Yeah. Very pretty.
And you can tell she works out.
Hey, barkeep, would you mind sending a glass of house champagne
to the lady at my 6:00?
The one with the exceptional torpedoes.
- What are you doing? - Making contact before she leaves.
Looking like this?
This is how I look, lieutenant.
Oh, man. Give me five minutes.
I'm going in.
I appreciate it.
The government will be starting with Lieutenant Kersey, sir.
Well, that's what I'd do.
Establish the incident, support it with circumstantial testimony.
You mean prior advances from Commander O'Neil?
If there were any.
The lieutenant's pretty hard to ignore, sir.
You think he's good-Iooking too?
Me and just about every female on this base.
If there's one thing that keeps coming up in my interviews...
You know, I don't get it.
I mean, he's okay.
Sir, you can't look at him and objectively say:
"He's a handsome man"?
You know, I could ask you the same question.
Do you think, uh, Uma Thurman is beautiful?
Yes.
All right. So is the lieutenant.
I mean, he's not beautiful.
You know, he's fine. I mean, he's okay.
He's a... He's a good-Iooking guy.
- You can leave it at that, sir. - Thanks.
Lieutenant Kersey, what reason did Commander O'Neil give
for the adverse marks on your last fitness report?
Incorrect placement of my sonobuoys, ma'am.
The equipment had been adjusted without my knowledge,
but it is my station and I took full responsibility.
Prior to the night in Commander O'Neil's quarters,
did she ever express dissatisfaction with your work?
The commander has high standards, felt that I could improve.
But she was always encouraging.
Was she friendly?
I got used to her smiles, ma'am.
Were you surprised by the low grades?
Well, considering that she's my mentor and how well she knew me,
I expected the benefit of the doubt, yes, ma'am.
But instead, in the privacy of her quarters,
she marked you down in a way that jeopardised future promotions.
Yes, ma'am.
After commenting that you were likely to cheat on your girlfriend?
Yes, ma'am.
And then waited for your response before signing the document.
That's correct, ma'am.
No further questions.
Lieutenant, did Commander O'Neil ever directly proposition you?
No, sir. Not directly.
That's what you interpreted from prior encounters where she smiled at you.
It was the way she smiled at me, sir.
If it was a problem, why didn't you go to your wing commander earlier?
It wasn't a problem earlier, sir.
Right, it became a problem when she gave you a low grade on your FITREP.
It wasn't the grade, sir.
It was the deal she was offering me to erase the grade.
The deal that was never articulated.
No, sir. Not in words.
Articulated in her hesitation before signing your report.
And she looked me directly in the eye, sir.
Isn't it possible she was trying to communicate something else to you?
Something like her desire for you to step up and do a better job?
No, sir. Not given the expression on her face at the time.
State your name and rank for the record, please.
Lieutenant Commander Nancy Yorkin.
Your current assignment, commander.
I'm a signals intelligence officer.
Any contact with Commander O'Neil?
We assess data together, sir.
Do you ever socialise together?
I've made attempts to get to know her.
Hmm. For example?
We've chatted on the way to department head meetings.
I've asked to join her at mess.
Did she ever talk in a flattering way about male personnel?
Yes, sir. She said things like, "That one's cute."
"I wonder if he has a girlfriend." That sort of thing.
Your reaction to these remarks?
A little surprised, sir.
I guess I expected more propriety
from someone who had accomplished so much.
Did Lieutenant Kersey's name ever come up?
I approached the commander at the O Club,
was asking her about her interests.
But they seemed to only be about the lieutenant,
- who was across the room at the time. - What did she say about him?
She told me she thought he was hot, sir.
I agreed he was good-Iooking
and then she asked if I had ever fantasised about sleeping with him.
What did you say?
Nothing, sir. I was speechless.
Commander Yorkin, you say Commander O'Neil asked you
if you ever fantasised about sleeping with Lieutenant Kersey.
That's correct.
Did the commander tell you that she herself had done this?
No. I assumed it from her comment about the lieutenant being hot.
And this comment bothered you?
Lieutenant Kersey is in Commander O'Neil's chain of command.
Did you ever answer her?
I changed the subject.
What would have been your answer?
Excuse me?
Did you ever fantasise about sleeping with Lieutenant Kersey?
Lieutenant Commander Yorkin is not the one charged here.
The commander is basing her testimony
on Commander O'Neil's state of mind at the time.
I'm simply exploring her own.
Relevant for an investigative hearing, colonel. Overruled.
Your answer?
If I had, I certainly wouldn't have advertised it.
Can I assume that to be a yes?
You can.
And did you ever act upon those fantasies?
No, of course not.
Why not?
Lieutenant Kersey is a junior officer. It's inappropriate.
Then as a fellow female officer
with a clear understanding of military culture
and with ambitions of your own,
would you have expected the commander to act any differently?
No. Not when you put it like that.
No further questions.
So how was rehab? You haven't said much.
Oh, I, uh, walked with my prosthesis without the aid of the rails.
That's great. How did it feel?
Good.
At the time.
I met up with Stiles at a bar afterward.
He did something that I would never be able to do.
He hit on somebody with his prosthetic fully visible.
He wasn't even self-conscious about it.
Well, did you say something to him about it?
What am I supposed to say: "Hey, listen, corporal.
I'm sorry I'm walking out on you because I'm feeling sorry for you.
You're overcoming by overcompensating"?
Maybe because you're an amputee, you're special
and the world can't say no to you"? I...
Isn't it better to be overconfident, though, than fearful?
You didn't see the look on that woman's face
when he walked over to her.
Captain Stehlin, how long have you been Commander O'Neil's
- air wing commander, sir? - Six months.
In that time, how would you grade her performance?
She's first-rate.
Strong, focused, involved.
Knows how to keep her personnel feeling good about themselves.
- Never had any problems with her? - None.
Ever witnessed inappropriate behaviour on her part?
Lewd remarks?
- Suggestive comments? - Not a one.
In your opinion, sir, is she fair in her assessment of others?
The commander is trained to deal with incoming data,
to be objective and unemotional.
She's not the sort who would allow her personal feelings
to interfere with her objectivity.
Do you concur with her assessment of Lieutenant Kersey's performance
in his last fitness report?
- Yes. Thank you, captain.
Your witness.
Have you observed Lieutenant Kersey in action, sir?
I'm familiar with the lieutenant, yes.
That wasn't my question, sir.
I haven't flown with him, if that's what you're asking.
I'm generally in the control centre during missions.
So you haven't been in a position
to evaluate his day-to-day performance.
I rely on Commander O'Neil for full evaluation of her personnel.
And when you just testified
regarding Lieutenant Kersey's fitness rep,
were you agreeing with her assessment of him
or confirming the opinion of someone you trusted?
I'll admit I have little firsthand knowledge
of the lieutenant's general performance.
However, my confidence in Commander O'Neil...
Thank you, captain.
You've made your confidence in her very clear.
Nothing further.
- Sure you don't want seconds? - No. No, I'm... No, thank you.
Sorry about the fishbones.
- How's your throat? - Well, it's a little sore.
Do you have any ginger ale?
- You don't need ginger ale. - Yeah... No, I think I do.
I have something better.
- Turn around. - No, no, Meredith, look.
I think that, uh... That the first Heimlich, it did it.
No, no, no. This is something else.
You've been tense the whole evening.
- I'm going to give you a massage. - No, really. I'm fine.
You know, you're the one who needs to relax.
I mean, you've done all the work. I mean, you cooked the meal.
You put out the fire.
You're in the hands of a professional.
Lie down.
Up we go.
There we are.
Okay.
Relax.
There.
How does that feel?
Well, that, uh... That feels pretty good.
Mm-hm.
Hmm.
What's this?
Oh, a knot.
Hmm. Tough little bugger.
Gotcha. Heh.
Did you hear a popping sound?
Uh... Uh...
Commander O'Neil, did you offer
to change Lieutenant Kersey's fitness report grade
in exchange for sexual favours?
No.
What did you discuss when you summoned him
to your quarters, commander?
The mistake he made on our last mission
and how costly it was.
Do you like the lieutenant?
I think he has character and the potential to be a fine officer,
which is why I couldn't let this one go.
It was my way of lighting a fire under his six.
So you strongly counselled him?
No, I tried to keep it relaxed and informal.
Did you imply he was capable of cheating on his girlfriend?
That was a compliment that came out wrong.
What I was trying to say was that because of his looks,
he would always be pressured by other women.
It was ill-advised and I regret saying it.
But it had nothing to do with me.
And when you paused prior to signing the report, commander?
I wanted to see if I'd made my point about his performance.
And how did the lieutenant respond?
He glared back at me.
Thank you, commander. That will be all.
Commander, do you agree with Lieutenant Kersey
that his error was due to his equipment being reset?
A scheduled maintenance had inadvertently altered
some of the lieutenant's settings.
But he was aware of the procedure.
Should've checked his equipment prior to the mission.
Given the mitigating circumstances,
many would consider a bad FITREP unduly harsh.
Not if they understood the consequences of the mistake.
But all your other reports on the lieutenant were positive.
Yes, because they reflected my belief in his...
Potential, yes. But on that night, you wrote him up in a way
that adversely affects his chances of promotion.
Not if he chooses to turn it around.
You're divorced, is that correct?
Objection. The commander's divorce has no bearing on this case.
Your Honour, another officer testified
to the commander's desire for male companionship.
I am establishing the relationship between her divorce and that fact.
The defence fails to see the connection, Your Honour.
Well, I'm certain the government will provide it.
Overruled.
Tread lightly, counsellor. Answer the question, commander.
It will be three years in January.
And how many men have you been with in that time?
Your Honour. Overruled, commander.
None.
You haven't had one sexual encounter in three years?
You expect us to accept that given your stated interest in men?
- Yes. You're under oath, commander.
Objection. Argumentative.
Sustained. Back off, colonel.
- The witness hasn't satisfactor... - Asked and answered.
You're badgering the witness. I warned you.
Your Honour, I'm trying to explore what's been established in testimony.
- Do it another way. - Your Honour...
Either move on or sit down.
Nothing further.
Thank you for that.
You're welcome.
What has she got against me?
I don't think it's personal, commander.
L... I just think the colonel doesn't believe you.
Well, then she was projecting.
Was she?
Well, it doesn't add up, commander.
You're an attractive woman. You're powerful, successful.
I don't believe this.
Ma'am, I have to agree with the commander on this one.
It's a bit of a left turn.
I was telling the truth.
You haven't had one sexual encounter in the three years since your divorce?
I have had sexual encounters.
But not with men.
Commander, you had attorney-client privilege.
Anything you tell us is confidential.
"Don't ask, don't tell" didn't apply here.
Ma'am, you could have told us you were gay at the outset.
I don't tell anyone I'm gay.
It wouldn't have done you any good. You couldn't use it.
As soon as you bring it out, I'm out.
Well, let's talk about that.
Why don't you resign, clear your name, live openly?
Because I like what I do as much as who I am.
Would you ask that of yourself?
I don't know, commander.
But are the alternatives any less palatable?
I've been dealing with it.
How long did you know before you told your husband?
I've always known.
You have a "don't ask, don't tell" policy in your marriage agreement?
It's not easy revealing that kind of thing to someone you care about.
Well, you can't even reveal it to people you don't care about.
Commander, I spent the better half of this hearing disbelieving you
and not knowing why.
We wasted time.
Ma'am, just so I understand,
your attraction to Lieutenant Kersey, that was all just a smoke screen?
Yes. I admit, I overcompensated, especially around female personnel.
Look, if this is a problem, I could request new counsel.
Commander, you're innocent of the charges.
Why would we bail?
We wouldn't.
We won't.
Doesn't mean we can win.
Is everything all right, sir?
Just, uh, an old injury.
Did you get it from combat, sir?
Hand-to-hand, lieutenant.
Excuse me, admiral.
Is something amusing, Tiner?
No, sir.
Oh, admiral, uh, Miss Cavanaugh called, sir.
She said she hopes you're feeling better.
Good.
And that you should continue to ice it, sir.
It's not what you're thinking, Tiner.
I'm not thinking anything, sir.
Always liked you best that way.
You caught a break this morning.
That's why it hurts so much.
Dismissal. No confinement.
Commander O'Neil is innocent, Mac.
Have to play this one out.
Suddenly you believe her?
What makes you think I didn't?
You were considering the last deal.
Maybe for a second.
Well, enough to let me know you had doubts.
Not anymore.
She's clearly covering, Harm.
- Think what you will. - I think you're in denial.
Have you ever considered a career in psychiatry?
- No. - Well.
That's good. I'd follow that instinct.
Maybe you're the one who's in denial.
I don't ogle junior officers
and advertise my interest in having sex with them.
Are you interested in sex with junior officers?
The woman's got a serious problem, Harm.
Don't I know it.
Female officer role models don't act like 14-year-olds at the mall.
She may be tops in performance, but she's at the bottom in behaviour.
That's rather insensitive
coming from someone who got a law school recommendation
from a senior officer with whom she was having a torrid affair.
Or maybe it's just arrogance.
That was a mistake.
I was young and at the time,
no one was looking to me as an example of leadership.
Because of her status, the commander's actions
have damaged the integrity of female officers everywhere.
Pure and simple.
The truth is rarely pure and never simple, Mac.
What's wrong, Roberts?
The, uh, shrapnel wound in my good leg is hurting.
It's always hurting and you always get past it.
Not today.
What happened to my early achiever?
I came in his place.
Roberts, you're confusing me.
That makes two of us. - Stiles.
What happened to you the other day, sir?
I went home. I wasn't feeling good.
I thought you might be mad at me or something, sir.
I wanted to make sure America's number one sack-racing team
is still in the hunt for a medal.
We're good.
Because, uh, my feelings were hurt, sir.
I'm sorry, corporal.
I wasn't even gonna come today, but Melissa talked me into it.
Who's Melissa?
Where did you go, girl?
I was putting money in the meter.
Close your mouth, dog.
Melissa, this is Lieutenant Roberts
- and Lieutenant Carpenter. - Hello.
- Hi. - Hello.
- Nice to meet you. Nice to meet you.
- His is different than yours. It's a different injury.
- Does it work the same way? - What?
Can he take it off, play it like a saxophone?
- Yeah. Sean says you're doing great.
I've got a long way to go.
Ah, he's actually ahead of schedule.
Well, you know, I think you guys are an inspiration.
My ex started losing his hair. Ruined his mood for six months.
And I couldn't take it,
so I needed to find someone who wakes up smiling.
Anyway, I just wanted to reconnect with you, sir.
I'm glad that you did. I'll call you tonight.
Excellent.
- Lieutenant, ma'am. Keep up the good work.
Okay.
I have something for you, commander.
What is it?
Old tradition, sir.
When I was young, I'd take the paper rings
off my daddy's cigars and give them to my friends.
You consider me your friend?
I will when you learn to trust me.
Well, the feeling's mutual, commander.
That's why I have two.
Hmm.
Does this mean we're engaged?
Only in a struggle of wills, sir.
So you thought Commander O'Neil was covering.
I thought she was innocent. We were both right.
Oh, well, none of it's gonna matter
if we don't come up with a workable strategy.
I'm looking to you, sir.
Commander, so far we've been focusing
on trying to disprove the allegations.
We need to take the offensive and start trying to prove something,
like Commander O'Neil had every right
to give Lieutenant Kersey a bad FITREP,
regardless of what he perceived.
The only error the plane's aircrew recalls
is the one that the lieutenant has already acknowledged.
We need to establish a pattern of errors to make that fly
and Commander O'Neil's After Action Reports are clean.
Well, I'm thinking this has more to do with Commander O'Neil
and less with Lieutenant Kersey's performance.
I'm not sure what you mean, sir.
When the commander testified, she said, "I couldn't let this one go."
It got by me at the time.
You're saying there were maybe other incidents?
Undocumented ones.
Well, if Commander O'Neil didn't feel they were important enough to report,
then they're probably not important enough to count.
Let's find out.
Lieutenant, these are After Action Reports
from missions in which you recently served.
This first is dated last Tuesday.
From Lieutenant Commander Michael Droster,
your current aircraft commander.
He notes you failed to update the plane's position
relative to a sonobuoy field.
I'm aware of the mistake. Commander Droster pointed it out.
This is from this past Monday. He says you gave him a dead channel.
He had to find the correct frequency in the cockpit and switch it on.
- Yes, sir. - Twice.
I know, sir.
Suddenly you're making a lot of mistakes, lieutenant.
I've been tense, sir.
Or maybe you've been making them all along
and Commander O'Neil, aware that you get tense,
let them slide, the minor ones at least.
But if that's true, couldn't that mean she's currying favour?
If she had made you aware of them at the time.
But she didn't, did she? No.
Because these are the type of mistakes, lieutenant,
that are easily covered up and ignored.
Did you ever consider that given the commander's leadership style,
she didn't wanna undermine your confidence
by continually harping on the small mistakes.
Mistakes she knew you were aware of.
Until you made a mistake that couldn't be overlooked.
Maybe you got it all wrong, lieutenant.
Maybe you're so used to being defined by your looks
that a whole host of scenarios has failed to occur to you.
It must be overwhelming to feel
that everybody wants a piece of Jack Kersey.
- Your Honour. Sustained.
- Ask questions, commander. I only have one, Your Honour.
Is it possible, lieutenant,
that you failed to give back the one thing you felt you deserved
from your mentor that night in her quarters?
The benefit of the doubt.
Do you think, lieutenant,
that maybe you misinterpreted Commander O'Neil's intentions?
It's...
It's possible, sir.
Thank you.
Would the defence please rise?
Commander O'Neil,
based on Lieutenant Kersey's lack of faith in his own allegations,
I have determined the evidence insufficient to support the charges
and recommend against court martial.
However, I would take a good long look
at what you project to those with whom you serve.
This hearing's adjourned.
Thank you both.
You have yourself to thank, commander.
Lieutenant Kersey finally displayed the character
you always believed he had.
If only I were as noble. Is that what you want to say?
Those are your words.
I've been thinking about your situation, commander.
And regardless of policy,
we do owe it to ourselves to live our lives truthfully.
Think about that, commander.
Female role models are hard to find.
You two confuse the hell out of me.
Sturgis and I need some mediation.
I stand convinced Lieutenant Kersey was mistaken.
I think you snowed him into believing he was.
What was she hiding, Harm? What is it that we don't know?
Don't ask.