A Few Good Men Page #3

Jo lets this sink in a moment.

WEST:

(under his breath)

Christ.

JO:

I'd like them moved up to Washington

and assigned counsel. Someone who

can really look into this. Someone

who possesses not only the legal

skill, but a familiarity with the

inner workings of the military. In

short, Captain, I'd like to suggest

that... I be the one who, that it be

me who is assigned to represent them.

(beat)

Myself.

Jo looks around the room for a response.

WEST:

Joanne, why don't you get yourself a

cup of coffee.

JO:

Thank you, sir, I'm fine.

WEST:

Joanne, I'd like you to leave the

room so we can talk about you behind

your back.

JO:

Certainly, sir.

JO gets up and walks out.

WEST:

I thought this Code Red sh*t wasn't

going on anymore.

LAWRENCE:

With the marines at GITMO? Who the

hell knows what goes on down there.

WEST:

Well lets find out before the rest

of the world does, this thing could

get messy. What about this woman?

LAWRENCE:

Jo's been working a desk at internal

affairs for what, almost a year now.

WEST:

And before that?

GIBBS:

She disposed of three cases in two

years.

WEST:

Three cases in two years? Who was

she handling, the Rosenbergs?

GIBBS:

She's not cut out for litigation.

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