All language subtitles for Tour of Duty - 3x16 - Acceptable Losses.en

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ANDERSON:
Everybody ready?

All right, then.
Let's do it now.

Percell, you and Griner
are left-flank security.

Fong Ki, right-flank.

LT, Dunn, Pritchard,
holding back door open.

I'm up the middle
with Fontaine and Hoyt.

Taylor, you got
Ruiz, Wozniak, and Lem,

and you know what to do now.

Get in close.
I mean, real close.

We don't knock out
this SAM site,

the B-52 jockey's
gonna pay tonight.

Plant the plastic,
kick the fuse,

and run like hell.

PZ's got a small window,

so nobody's stopping
to pick no flowers out there.

You understand me?

Any questions?

All right, then.

Do right, do fast, and do good.

Go!

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The first
chopper's gone.

We're all here
except for Taylor's group.

Lem, Wozniak, pull back!

Move! Go!

[YELLS]

Ow!

I gotta move.
Goldman, let's go!

Hang on! They're coming!

We gotta get Lem!

Woz! Woz!

Taylor, he's gone!

We got to move, Ru!
We got to move!

Go!

Lieutenant!

Write 'em off!

Time to haul ass, son.

Get in, Goldman!
I'm taking off! Let's go!

Taylor,
we left the radio.

Forget it, Ru.

[HELICOPTER WHIRRING]

We missed it.

Secondary pick-up zone!
Let's move, let's move!

That's affirmative,
Phoenix Light.

We've got four
on the ground.

We're moving toward
secondary rendezvous

at 1400.

Chopper destroyed,
Angel 9.

Hope you get to fly in. Over.

No, no.

You tell them to stay
on the pad, McKay.

We're coming out again.

Okay.

MACV's been notified.

Mighty unhappy at the thought
of calling this one off.

You bring your men out
so we can bomb holy hell

out of that NVA
regimental headquarters

in Cambodia tonight.

Yes, sir.

You got a problem,
Fontaine?

I'm going back out there
with you.

What for?
'Cause this can't be
just a sniff-and-run.

You got to set down
and find those men.

I'm not having this thing canned
for four dead bodies.

They might still be alive,
Fontaine.

Even so,
with what we stand to gain,

they're acceptable losses.

Fontaine, someday
it's gonna be you out there.

It has been.

I always find a way.

Gentlemen, Lieutenant McKay's
ready to lift off.

We are on a timetable.

I can't believe
I got wounded.

I can't believe
where you got wounded.

You know they got a medal
for this, Wozniak?

The purple cheek.

I'm scared, man.

Hey, man, come on.

It's just like training.

You stay calm.

You move to
the secondary position.

It happens
all the time, man.

You ever been on E&E?

Hell, man, every time
out in the boonies

is like the E&E.

That's not what I mean.

I mean,
real escape and evasion,
you know?

When you know
there's no one coming
to get you.

That's why we don't
want to be late for PZ Beta.

You ready, Dr. Ru?

Yeah, right.

You see anybody
out there?

Nah.

I think we lost them when we
doubled back along the river.

You all right, Woz?

All right.
We got to move.

All right.
Let's do it.

We're on it!

Viking 4,
this is Goldilocks.

Come in. Over.

Goldilocks calling Viking 4.

Come in, Viking 4.

MAN [OVER RADIO]:
Goldilocks, Goldilocks.
This is Viking 4.

Sit-rep, 4.

Need help, Goldilocks.

Request pick-up.

Where's Sergeant Taylor? Over.

We're dead.
We're wounded.

Goldilocks, need help.

Do you recognize him?

I can't tell.

We never went out
with that RTO before.

Viking 4, identify yourself.

One more!
Hurry. They coming.

[HELICOPTER APPROACHING]

[FIRES FOUR TIMES]

[GUNSHOTS]

Those bastards.
They got Lem's radio.

We didn't escape
from these guys.

They tracked us.

MAN [OVER RADIO]:
Too many. They kill us.

Smoke, 4. Throw smoke.

[SPEAKING VIETNAMESE]

They're going to
jerk them down, Taylor.

No. No, no, no, no.

That won't do.

Come on.

All right.

We read your red smoke, 4.

We're coming in.

Be real sharp.
This one's funny.

Viking 4,

we're circling the north side
of your red smoke.

Over.

What the--

Purple smoke.

Anybody see anything?

GOLDMAN:
I've got green smoke.

Hold on.

I knew it was a damn trap.

[SPEAKING VIETNAMESE]

Come on, Wozniak.
Move it! Move it!

Come on!
We're not leaving you!

Go! Move!

[GUNFIRE]

I can't see anything.

The canopy's too thick.

Time to head back.

Let them bomb this place flat.

What are you talking about,
Fontaine?

I got people down there!

There was no visual I.D.

Well, who the hell
do you think popped the smoke?

This is a war.
People die.

Once you get past that,
the object is to win.

"To win"?

Where have you been
for the last year?

Listen here, Fontaine,
you lifeless spook!

One of my men
just saved your butt

with that smoke!

Now, they're gonna get
every chance they deserve.

You got that?

[GROANS]

Taylor! Taylor!

[GUNFIRE]

"And to Sergeant First Class
Clayton Ezekiel Anderson,

"for extraordinary gallantry

"in the face
of supreme enemy fire power,

"the Distinguished Service Cross
awarded this day

in the freedom-loving country
of South Viet Cong."

Uh, senator...

that's "Vietnam."

South Vietnam.

Whatever.

He knows where he is.

Is this boy a constituent?

I can check on that, sir.

We're due at the embassy
in 20 minutes.

You know,
in the Old Testament,

Ezekiel was a prophet.

He warned his people

that their evil conduct
would bring them to ruin.

What did this boy do?

He led a unit with over
100 confirmed enemy kills, sir.

The unit missed
the secondary pick-up.

I need a window

to give the men time
to clear the area.

The army's not about
to write them off.

You telling me
the Air Force is?

The objective of this mission

is to destroy Charlie's
regional headquarters,

and we're giving them time
to mail change-of-address cards.

You've worked a lot
on your own,

haven't you,
Fontaine?

I prefer it that way.
Out.

The Air Force is gonna
delay the run for 96 hours,

and they'll double
their spotter flights

in the interim.

Yes, sir.

These men are well trained
in escape and evasion.

The NVA have got a hold
of one of their radios

and some smoke cans,

so I think it's safe
for us to assume

we've got
at least one casualty.

Now, Sergeant Taylor
will probably head north,

and then move east
to the Qui Long River.

That way, he'll throw the enemy
off his trail.

If he moves
up this direction,

we should be able
to link up at the border.

I'll authorize chopper flights
in that sector.

Everything you're talking about
is based on assumption.

Meanwhile, a concrete target
is slipping away.

If that NVA regiment
kills 100 Americans,

will the trade-off
be worthwhile then?

Ironically enough,

if that was him
out there,

I'd probably do
the same thing.

Sir.

MAN:
Oh, man.

You know what those boys
are doing right now?

They're out there practicing
the rules of movement,

concealment, and camouflage.

That's right.

They got themselves

a safe place
to spend the night,

taking inventory
of all their equipment,

and conserving
their food,

and if I know Ruiz and Taylor
at all,

they probably got them
a little fire out there,

a couple of long sticks,
and are roasting marshmallows.

Yeah, right, sarge.

You know, Griner,
you didn't, um...

you didn't know Taylor and Ruiz

all that long,

but once they get back here
and everything...

you're probably gonna wish

they'd been gone
a little longer.

Uh, say, is there
any particular reason

why y'all ain't drinking beer
tonight?

I just don't want
to get tanked up.

I mean, you know, in case
we got to go run after them.

Oh.

Well, hey, when Goldman and I,

when we were captured,
did y'all stop drinking then?

No.

I didn't think so.

Whiskey.

MAN:
Coming up.

No, the bottle.

Okay.

Found this on
one of the dead NVA

at that SAM site.

Thought you might
want it.

A wanted poster.

Yes!

What's it say?

10,000 piasters for my head,

and a bonus if it's separated
from the rest of my body.

[LAUGHS]

Whoo!

Yeah, well, glad I could help.

Fontaine kind of
grows on you, doesn't he?

[CHUCKLES]

These survival vests
never have what you need.

What's that, Taylor?

A plane ticket
to Detroit.

You wish.

Compasses, Ru.

All right.

There's
too many clouds.

We'll have to navigate
in the morning.

RUIZ:
Do you think we should
head straight in?

TAYLOR:
What do you think?

I think the NVA will be waiting.

We'll have to follow the river.

Good on food for about a day.

Potable water's
gonna be a problem.

Halazone tablets?

Enough for about three canteens.

We'll have to take time
and boil some.

Hey, sarge.

Are they gonna call my mom?

List me as M.I.A.?

ANDERSON:
Come on now, y'all.
This gig isn't optional.

Let's go. Let's go.

Why we gotta do this today,
sarge?

None of us are in
the mood for it.

Percell, it's business as usual
until they tell us to saddle up.

Well, they sure got
a lousy sense of timing.

I'll second that one.

"And Sergeant First Class
Anderson's

"extraordinary gallantry
under fire,

"was in keeping with
the highest traditions

"of the military service,

"and reflects
great credit upon himself,

his unit,
and the United States Army."

Congratulations, sergeant.
Well earned,

and richly deserved.

Thank you, sir.

Sergeant, you're a credit
to the fighting men

in our great country.

Sir.

"The President
of the United States of America,

"authorized by Act of Congress,
July 9, 1918,

"has awarded
the Silver Star

"to Sergeant
Marcus Taylor,

"United States Army,

for gallantry
in action--"

Senator.

[CLEARS THROAT]

This is Specialist 4 Percell.

Well, where's
Sergeant Taylor?

Sergeant Taylor didn't return
from our last mission, sir.

Sergeant Marcus Taylor,
United States Army.

Posthumous Silver Star is--

Senator...

Sergeant Taylor
is missing in action.

He is not dead.

"By direction of the President
of the United States,

"the Bronze Star for Valor

"is awarded to Specialist Fourth
Class Daniel Percell

"for heroism in connection
with ground operations

"against
a hostile enemy force

in the republic
of South Vietnam."

Thank you, sir.

This ain't gonna be
the best time

to get typhoid
or dysentery, Taylor.

Got no choice, Ru.

We can't risk
starting a fire here.

This is really dumb.

The water looks clean.

Wozniak, there's parasites
in that water

that can kill you as dead
as Charlie's bullets.

You do like
we asked you?

Mm-hmm.

I just took fruits
I saw the birds eating,

and no plants
with milky sap.

Good.

How we doing, Ru?

It's gonna be a while.

You know what,
Wozniak?

When we get out of here,

I'm gonna make sure you get
every Boy Scout patch there is.

Boy, it's hotter
than the devil.

Let's get going.

Get them stacked up.

Goldman.

Who'd have thought a chopper
would be a quiet place to think?

You working?

No, checking,
re-checking, just like you.

You know, McKay,

I keep thinking
about yesterday.

You know, we did everything
tactically correct,

and those guys
are still out there.

I see.

Is this gonna be
another one of those

Myron Goldman-versus-
the-system speeches?

No, I just want
to make sure

that what happened
doesn't happen again.

Well, you want
a simple man's opinion?

Sure.

Don't go
out in the field.

Of course.

I'm serious, Goldman.

It's your only guarantee.

I don't know, McKay.

I just keep running it
over and over in my head,

step by step,

and I keep thinking

there's something
that I missed.

Well, you can be sure
of one thing.

If they find it
before you do,

they're gonna
keep it a secret.

You take away the bodies,

how are they gonna be able to
tell who's winning?

How do they know now?

I don't know.
I just work here.

You gonna get
an accurate reading

with these clouds?

Sun pokes through
for a second, Ru,

we got it.

[HELICOPTER WHIRRING]

Chopper!

Wozniak, don't!

What the hell
are you doing?

It was one of ours.

Listen,
a chopper can't stop

without radio
or visual confirmation.

Charlie can
pop smoke too.

Remember?

Wozniak, all you did

was let them know
where we were, man.

Due north.

Come on.

RUIZ:
Mama always told me never
eat anything raw,

especially if it walks,
crawls, or swims.

WOZNIAK:
My mom told me not to enlist.

Your mama
was a wise woman.

We're not gonna make it,
are we, sarge?

Sure. We'll make it.

He's right,

and you should've
listened to your mother.

Hey, Taylor. I got one.

I got one.
Get it.

Yeah!

All right.
Whoo!

Look, I know I been
slowing you guys down,

so the least I can do
is go upstream

and try to catch
a fish, huh?

All right.

Tuna on white toast,
lots of mayo.

Yeah, I'll see
what I can do.

Be careful.

WOZNIAK:
Sarge! Sarge! Sarge!

Sarge! Sarge!

Don't move, Woz!
Don't move!

Aah! It bit me, sarge!

The damn thing bit me!

It hurts!
It hurts, sarge!

Pit viper!
Ru, tourniquet!

Don't let me die, sarge, please!

You're gonna be
all right, Woz!

We gotta make that, Ru.

You're gonna be all right.

No, that's different, Griner.

You tell me
you'll buy the next round,

and the next round never comes.

I've bought
more rounds than--

You mind telling me

what the hell
you're doing?

Uh, Sergeant Hannegan

told me to pack up
Spec 4 Ruiz's stuff

and use his bunk.

Yeah?

Well, I'm telling you,
forget about it.

MAN:
Ease off, sport.

It ain't his fault.

Maybe you want to go ahead

and get your stuff
off Taylor's bunk.

Well, it ain't Taylor's no more.

It's Scarlet's.

It's mine.

PERCELL:
That's how it is, huh?

Now, you want me
to get off this bunk

and fight you, boy,

I'm gonna tear your arm off
and beat you to death with it.

Um, look, man...

Taylor and Ruiz
are our buddies.

Well, that's good for them.

They come back, I move.

Meanwhile, me and the kid here,
we need a place to sleep.

It don't bother you
sleeping on our friend's bunk?

[CHUCKLING]

I've slept
in more friends' bunks

than you've had nights, reb.

The war don't stop
because someone don't come back.

You get used to that.

Let's go, Dan.
Come on.

Griner, let's go, man.

HOCKENBURY:
I mean, it's wrong.
It doesn't make any sense.

It's like the Army's
writing them off or something.

Hockenbury, please.

Now, nobody is writing
anybody off here.

I mean, they've been
missing for five days,

and nothing
stands still.

What about Ruiz
and Taylor's stuff?

It's not gonna
hurt their stuff any

to be packed in boxes.

Now, their families
have been all notified

that they're M.I.A.

Stop worrying about this.

It's not doing any good.
Just do your jobs.

Sarge, have you met
the new replacements?

Mm-hmm.

Checked them out

while y'all
were having breakfast.

This guy, Scarlet,
is just a private.

Yeah, he's older
than you, Sarge.

Well, take my advice,
Griner.

Learn something from him.

Yeah. Learn what?

Well, either how to
or how not to.

You figure it out.

All right, gentlemen, we are up.

The colonel's sending us out
to seed an NVA ammo dump

with some bum mortar shells.

Why, LT?

Well, Griner,

when your own weapons
start blowing up in your face,

your army loses its morale
real fast.

[PANTING]
Aw, come on, Ru.

We got to keep walking.

[WEAKLY]
No.

Come on.
No.

You think we're gonna
make it out of here?

If we don't freak.

Let's stick together.

Are you scared?

Are you?

Uh-uh.

I used to be.

Now I'm just living it.

Whatever happens, Taylor.

If we're going down, man...

maybe it ain't so bad.

But it's permanent.

It's worse than dying.

Okay, two rigged shells
per crate.

We cart the real ones off
so their inventory matches.

Shells.

Come on, Scarlet.
Let's go.

Percell and reb's got my shells.

PERCELL:
All right, give it to me.

Why are these things
so heavy?

You son of a...

Let's go.

We got eight klicks
of humping to the PZ.

I want us out of here

before the dinks
come home.

Take it easy, Fontaine.

We're on schedule.

I got it.
I'm watching them.

That's affirmative, Goldilocks.

The nuts have been planted,
and no squirrels in sight.

Withholding smoke
at PZ Calcutta.

Roger, out.

What's that?

I doubled the reward.

Makes them crazy.

[JAZZ MUSIC PLAYING]

[LAUGHING]

And they busted you
for that?

Yep, 13th time.

Thirteenth time?

Man--

Don't laugh.

I may be shooting
for the record.

[ALL LAUGHING]

When did they take
your first stripe?

Forty... '44.

Forty-four?

My mom was only 15 then.

I may have dated her.

What's with
this guy, Fontaine?

HOCKENBURY:
Fontaine...

Hell, just
your average, ordinary,

garden variety
kind of psychopath.

Your sergeant hates him.

Yeah, well, see,

when Taylor and Ruiz
didn't make it back to the ship,

old Fontaine figured

we ought to bomb
the area anyhow.

Didn't make
no difference anyhow.

They ain't coming back.

Let me tell you boys something.

I've learned a lot
in my years in the army.

One of them is,

don't dwell on your losses...

but don't write them off either.

Near the end of World War II,

my unit was part of
a spearhead landing on Okinawa.

Now, those Japs,

they make these gooks
look like Girl Scouts.

Anyway,
two of our guys got separated

during the battle.

After we secured the island
about a week later, they--

they still hadn't come back.

Everybody shrugged...

and wrote them off for dead...

But that's the way it is
in the Army.

You get close...

but not too close.

Did you ever learn
what happened to them?

Nobody ever
heard from Maloney again.

No dog tags.

No body.

No nothing.

I crawled out after 29 days.

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I'm not gonna do that.

[SPITS]

You're gonna
have to learn to, Ru.

This jungle
can keep us alive,

but we got to
follow its rules.

Yeah, well,
there's just some lines

I'm not crossing, Taylor.

You know what kills me
about dying?

We're not gonna die.

I don't mean here.

I mean whenever
it happens.

What?

All the things
we won't get to know.

You know what I mean?

All the questions
that won't get answered.

Like, is there
life on Mars?

Is there gonna be
a first black president?

Or a Puerto Rican
president.

What's Spiro Agnew's
real name?

Stuff like that.

Just 'cause he's crazy
doesn't mean I am.

I'm crazy?

You prove to me
you ain't crazy.

I been saving it.

Sort of like a reward.

Mm.

You let me eat a bug.

You let me
eat that bug.

GRINER:
My dad fought in WWII.

Battle of the Bulge.

He got a story

for every day
he's over there.

Always preaching
about the glory of war.

My old man
was an expert on it too.

Real tough guy
till he had his heart attack.

Now he tries
to convince me

that the only
glory in war

is surviving.

I agree with him, Danny.

PERCELL:
I don't.

I'm surviving.

There ain't no glory in it.

I wish my dad
could be over here,

just for a day,
to see what it's really like.

You seen them all, Pop.
What do you think?

Greatest sin
is dying a useless death.

As long as the Army
can tell me what I'm dying for,

I don't ask any questions.

You ever ask any questions
about the 'Nam?

Crapper full, boy.

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[SPEAKING VIETNAMESE]

They're all around us, Ru.

We gotta play dead.

I'm getting real tired
of this game.

[PLANE APPROACHING]

The NVA will see it,
Taylor.

Not if they're looking up.

Do you think they saw it?

You think it was
really your guys?

Well, it could've been.

It could've been NVA.

Hell, it could've
been anything.

MCKAY:
Copy that, Bluebird.

We'll rendezvous
with the gunships

10 klicks east of the border.

Goldilocks out.

Goddamn.

Say what?

This is my last war.

I'm too old
for this crap.

RUIZ:
You think we should
cross the river?

TAYLOR:
And go where, Ru?

They're all around us.

[SPEAKING VIETNAMESE]

Goldman,

spotter reports
three flash signals

in the past
day and a half,

moving northeast
along the river.

Let's take a look, huh?

What are we looking for?

Single strobe.

Mirror flash.

Anything.

[HELICOPTER APPROACHING]

You get the jams, boys.

Something's burning.

Let's have cover and be smart.

I want visual I.D.

He's coming back, Ru.

We gotta go.

The bad guys
will be coming.

Whatever happens, Taylor.

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[SPEAKING VIETNAMESE]

McKay! McKay!

There! There!

[GUNFIRE]

All right,
we got 'em, Bluebird.

We're going in.

Goldilocks, Goldilocks.
I've been hit.

I'm losing pressure.

I gotta--
I gotta pull up!

MCKAY:
I read you, Bluebird.

Get safe. I'm going back in.

[GUNFIRE INTENSIFIES]

Taylor, I'm almost
out of ammo.

Maybe we better
pull back, Ru.

Here they come.

Rockets! Rockets!

We're close! We're close!

Stay down, Ru!

We can't make it.

Let's go, let's go, let's go!

Come on! Let's go!

Taylor!

Look out!

They got the oil line!

We've been hit!

We gotta go!

Let's go! Let's go!

Taylor, we're gonna
get them killed!

No, we're not, Ru.
No, we're not.

Let's go!

[ENGINE SPUTTERING]

If I can't hang on,
we might not make it back.

Yeah, well,

at least we can give them
a head start! Hit 'em!

[MACHINE GUN FIRING]

MCKAY:
Goldman.

They're on
their own, man.

Oh, man.

They're not even headed
toward our lines.

[GUNFIRE]

[BOTH PANTING]

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