Army Wives

Previously on "Army Wives"...

Going somewhere?

Looks that way.

Plan on coming back?

- Not anytime soon. - No, you're not going anywhere--

Get in my way again, I'm gonna go right through you.

I'm looking for a singer. I'd like to give you a tryout at my club.

What?

- I can explain, Pamela. - Yeah, so can I, Chase.

- You go to Delta over your family. - No, that is not true.

You wanna tell me what else you've been lying about?

Can I have one moment of peace and quiet to myself?!

- Go! I mean it. Get out! - I will. Fine.

We're looking to close 2 posts over the next 18 months.

Fort Marshall is a prime candidate.

Honey!

Oh, it's so good to have you back.

I was sorry to hear about P.F.C. Rison.

I understand he was a good friend.

How did my son die?

- You want to make something of it? - Jeremy, stop it now.

Listen to your mom, Jeremy, before you get hurt.

Jeremy, no!

Stop it!

- I mean, what the hell got into him? - Keep your voice down.

I just can't believe that he'd be so damn foolish.

Drunk, underage, picking a fight in a bar...

He didn't pick a fight. The other guys were being obnoxious.

He threw the first punch, didn't he?

His friend died a week before he came home. He's upset.

Fair enough.

But if he's got a problem,

then it's his obligation to speak up,

- not pull a stunt like this. - He's 19.

You did some pretty foolish things yourself at that age. I could name a few.

I'm just disappointed, D.

Yeah, me, too.

- Mom! - In the bathroom.

We're hungry.

Keep your shorts on. I'll be right out.

- You said that five minutes ago. - Put a sock in it, T.J.!

Mom!

I'll be right there, honey.

~ Willow's Team ~

General Ludwig from Forscom is our guest this morning.

General, would you make any comments?

- No, thank you. Proceed. - Major Russo, our community liaison,

- has prepared a quarterly report. - Thank you, Sir.

In your summary, you'll note a marked increase

of civil disturbances along a particular stretch of the boulevard.

Overall, incidents involving our troops in this area are up 14%,

which is why I call this the negative influence zone.

The six establishments involved are listed in the report.

- The Hump Bar? - Last night makes it an obvious target.

I didn't see the blotter. What happened?

I meant to speak to you about that.

P.F.C. Jeremy Sherwood-- underage, intoxicated--

broke a man's nose in the Hump Bar.

Turns out the young man was the son of city councilwoman Diane Keyes.

I didn't know about a councilwoman's son.

I've been on the phone since 5:00 with Keyes,

- trying to keep it contained. - This could be a p.r. nightmare.

Yes, Sir, but not if we act swiftly. Recommendations?

Yes, Sir. I propose we declare the entire zone off-limits.

It's extreme, but we need the council's support.

More importantly, we need to send a strong message to our troops

that this type of behavior will not be tolerated.

Let's put it in motion. What's next?

Girl, we are going through kegs like there's no tomorrow.

And we need to double up on the shrimp order.

- What's up with you? - Nothing.

Then why the big-ass smile?

- I can't tell you. - Why not?

'Cause you can't be the first to know.

Why not?

Well, if I told you, then you'd know.

- Oh, my god. You're pregnant? - Shh! No. Shh!

When did you find out?

1 hour and 42 minutes ago.

And you kept it a secret this long?

Well, I can't help it. I'm excited.

Well, what are you doing here? You ought to go tell your husband.

No, I'm-- I'm gonna wait until tonight.

Trevor's just slammed with work right now,

and I want to make it special.

Oh, speak of the devil.

- Hey, babe. What's wrong? - Bad news, Rox.

The army's declared the Hump Bar off-limits.

What?

They're shutting down the boulevard?

For soldiers, yeah. From the Palomino to the Cherry Pit.

We can't make it without soldiers.

Yeah, and we're not half as bad as these other places.

I know, but that fight last night really hurt.

It wasn't our fault. I told you, Jeremy was drunk when he got here.

Hey, I'm on your side, okay?

I'll see if there's an appeals process or something,

but I gotta get to a high school for a career day.

Yeah, I know. Go.

I'm really sorry, babe.

I want to apologize about this morning, Sir.

I must admit, I did feel a bit ambushed.

There's no excuse, Sir. I should have reached you before the meeting.

It was an embarrassment, particularly in front of General Ludwig.

About that--

I'll brief the staff next week, but I can tell you confidentially--

Ludwig is not here for a routine inspection.

The D.O.D. is looking to shut two posts within the next 18 months,

and we're on that list.

So we don't need any unwanted publicity right now.

No, Sir. If my reassignment will make things easier--

Frank, I'm not looking for a scapegoat.

I just want to know what's going on.

I'm not sure, Sir. I thought Jeremy was squared away.

Well, is he getting counseling?

I'll have to look into that.

Nobody comes back from a combat zone the same person they were before.

I don't have to tell you that.

But some soldiers need more guidance than others.

Understood, sir.

All right, carry on.

- Thank you, Sir. - Yeah.

- Claudia Joy. - Hi, Frank.

I was just on the phone with Roxy.

Yeah, I was gonna call you about that.

- You declared the Hump Bar off-limits? - I had no choice on this, Claudia Joy.

For the moment, I'm afraid she's just gonna have to live with it.

And one more thing--

there is a little glitch with tomorrow.

I just found out General Ludwig's wife's coming to the ceremony.

- His wife? I thought he was a widower. - It seems he recently remarried.

- I'll adjust the seating plan. - That's what protocol is for.

This is your promotion ceremony. I want everything to be perfect.

Don't worry. I'm taking care of myself.

Thanks.

Daddy! Daddy!

Did they cut your cast off with a saw?

- Yep. It was this big. - Did it hurt?

- Only when it hit the bone. - He's kidding.

Here. These are the parts that you guys wrote on.

I didn't want them to get ruined.

- So what'd the doc say? - Less atrophy than expected.

Good. I thought maybe we could go to the park

- and then grab some lunch. - Pizza!

Sorry, guys. Daddy's got to start rehab on his leg.

- Can you drop me at the gym? - This minute?

I'm not on vacation. I gotta get back in shape.

But I thought after having a cast--

You gotta stop doing that... Making plans without me.

- I wasn't making plans. - Okay.

Forget it.

Daddy...

You're still coming to my ballet recital, right?

Wouldn't miss it for the world, sweetie.

Well, Dr. Price is on leave.

But I can fit you into my schedule.

Good... I can see you...

How's tuesday at 3:00?

Great. I will see you then.

- You're a lifesaver. - Tell me something I don't know,

like where's Dr. Price?

Called out of town unexpectedly.

So you're sticking to that one, huh?

- It's all I got, Patty. - Okay,

but patients are stacking up out there like cordwood,

and you've got Dr. Price's 10:00 group to cover.

Right. I'm on it.

I'm on it. I'm on it. Hey, guys. Thanks for waiting.

Dr. Price isn't here this morning, but if it's okay with you,

- I'll take over for the-- - FBI.

Everyone please stay where you are.

Keep your hands where I can see them.

- I'm sorry. What's going on? - Stay where you are, sir.

We are looking for David Sanders.

There's no one here by that name.

Also known as Terrence Price.

Hi, baby girl. You ready for a sleepover?

Thank you for taking her, Claudia Joy.

I'm gonna be here all night.

Yeah, I can see that.

- Oh, what a mess, huh? - Yeah.

Price wasn't exactly what you'd call administratively gifted.

Roland, I am so sorry.

I've been listening to the news all day.

He planted a bomb in a federal office building?

It was 1980, no one was hurt and the evidence still isn't clear.

And I can see Price protesting as a student.

Lord knows the man loves his causes.

But what I can't see is the partner that I worked with planting bombs.

Yummies.

I hate for her to leave my sight.

But what can I do?

Leaving aside the fact that your partner's on the run from the FBI,

none of us does this alone, even under the best circumstances.

- I know, but-- - But nothing.

If we can't rely on each other, who else have we got?

Welcome to the club, my friend. You are truly an army wife now.

Right.

- Where's daddy? - I'm sure he's on his way.

Call him again, mom.