Mac: What do you want? Harm: I want a lot of things. Mac: What do you want the most? Harm: The thing I want most... is to never lose you. [Harm, Mac and Bud are talking. Harriet walks up to them] Bud: Hey honey. Mac: Hi honey. Lt Cmdr Manetti: I never miss a chance to shut up, and this seems like a dandy time. Mac: Well, you're not alone, Harm. In one way or another, we're all searching for something. Harm: Oh, yeah? What are you searching for? Mac: What every woman wants... a great career, a good man, and comfortable shoes-lots and lots of them. Mac: Men come and go, they lose their hair, their looks, but diamonds stay hard forever. Mac: You know, men seem to pass through my life... except for you. Will you always be there? Harm: Yes. [Harm turns to face Mac] Mac: Well then you need to know what the doctor told me... Harm: [Camera zooms out and shows Harm reaching for Mac's hand] [screen fades out] Bud: [to Harriet over the phone] You cannot wear a dress stolen from Madonna! Mac: [off to the side, to Harm] We taught him well, didn't we? Ens.: I hope the ghost of Jacob Marley drops chains on your foot! Harm: Mac and I have an announcement to make... We're getting married. P.O. Jennifer Coates: Congratulations! Major General Gordon 'Biff' Cresswell: Outstanding! I knew you'd come around to the Marines. Mac: In either London or San Diego. Harm: For this marriage to be successful, one of us has to give up their commission. Mac: No surprise, we couldn't decide which one. Harm: So we'll let fate decide. Bud. Bud: When Admiral Chedwidden retired, he gave me his JAG coin. [pulls out coin] Bud: And I thought this would be the perfect moment to use it. [Shows one side] Bud: This is the side with heads.
[Shows other side]
Bud: There is tails. Bride to be will call. Mac: [exhales] Tails. Bud: Always wanted to do this at the Superbowl. Here goes. [tosses the coin in the air] Mac: What are you doing with those books, Bud? Bud: Oh, these were just some I used in law school. Mac: I thought you were maybe researching something for Lt. Rabb. Bud: [clearly nervous] Oh, I'm not. And, if I were, I couldn't tell you, but since I'm not... I can... can't I? Admiral Chegwidden: I am Admiral Chegwidden. Before I leave this hanger, I will know the whys and hows of Lieutenant Douglas Marion's death, or Commander Rabb will have your ass... and I'm going to own your soul. Admiral Chegwidden: [Harm and Mac are constantly saying the opposite of each other] Can the two of you agree on anything? Mac: [simultaneously] Yes. Harm: No. Bud: [Bud mumbles then writes something down] Why are we in an interrogation room? Special Agent Clayton Webb: Oh, this isn't a interrogation room. It's a reception room. Bud: [Bud looks around and notices a mirror, goes over to the mirror and starts looking at it suspecting that there are other agents behind it] Special Agent Clayton Webb: It's a mirror, lieutenant. Admiral Chegwidden: [Harriet has just announced that she's pregnant with twins] Don't the two of you get to sleep? Bud: Apparently not. Bud: [his client is quite large] This case is bigger than you are. [pause] Bud: Metaphorically speaking. Lt. j.g. Meg Austin: I can decipher computer codes in as little as 30 seconds, sir. Harm: And as long as? Lt. j.g. Meg Austin: Three days, but that was in Chinese. Bud: [trying to apologize to Harriet] I don't want to look at naked breasts! I want to look at yours! [long pause] Bud: Excuse me, I think I'll go hang myself now.