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(CALL ON ME BY ERIC PRYDZ PLAYING)

♪ Call on me, call on me ♪

♪ Call on me, call on me ♪

♪ Call on me, call on me ♪

♪ Call on me, call on me ♪

♪ Call on me, call on me ♪

♪ Call on me, call on me ♪

♪ I'm the same boy
I used to be ♪

SOLDIER 1: That's hard.

SOLDIER 2: Yeah.
That's dirty hard.

♪ Call on me, call on me ♪

(SOLDIERS WHOOPING, CHEERING)

(WHOOPING)

Oh, man!

(RHYTHM POUNDING)

(SOLDIERS CONTINUE
CHEERING, WHOOPING)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

(SOLDIERS WHOOPING)

- (SONG ENDS)
- (SOLDIERS LAUGHING)

Remember who
we're fighting for, gentleman.

♪ Call on me, call on me ♪

♪ Call on me, call on me ♪

(CHANTS)
Bring it on, bring it on! Bring it on!

(MUSIC INTENSIFYING)

♪ I'm the same boy
I used to be ♪

♪ Call on me, call on me ♪

♪ Call on me, call on me ♪

(DISTANT GUNFIRE)

I like this house.
I think we're gonna take it.

Yes, sir. See you in a bit.

Let us know
if there's any changes.

(DISTANT GUNFIRE)

(LAUGHS)

(WHISPERS) Moving.

(SOLDIER 1 QUIETLY
WHISTLING TUNE)

(SOLDIER 2 GRUNTS)

(SOLDIER MUTTERS)

(WHISPERING IN ARABIC)

(WHISPERS SOFTLY IN ARABIC)

(CONTINUES WHISPERING
IN ARABIC)

(WHISPERS, IN ENGLISH)
Sir, there's a wall up here.

(SPEAKING ARABIC)

(IN ENGLISH) Copy that.

Why is there a wall?

It's, er, two apartments.

Top and bottom floor.
Two houses.

Understood.

Break it.

(GRUNTING)

(POUNDING ON WALL)

(POUNDING CONTINUES)

(SPEAKING ARABIC)

SOLDIER 3: (IN ENGLISH)
Let's go. Come on.

(PEOPLE YELLING)

(CLAMORING)

(MAN SPEAKING ARABIC)

(YELLING)

(WOMAN YELLING)

(RADIO STATIC HISSES)

PILOT ON RADIO: (IN ENGLISH)
Redman 0-6, Profane 5-4.

Er, contact individual headed
north to your location.

Civilian traffic east to west
of your structure.

Er, prox, Profane 5-4-10-8.

(LINE DISCONNECTS)

(RADIO STATIC HISSES)

Er, Profane 5-5-10-5.

(DISTANT CHATTER IN ARABIC)

(DOG BARKS IN DISTANCE)

(MILITARY AIRPLANE
FLIES OVERHEAD)

(PANTING SOFTLY)

(BREATHES HEAVILY)

(SNIFFS)

(EXHALES)

(FAINT CHATTER
IN ARABIC)

(RADIO STATIC HISSES)

MAN THROUGH RADIO:
All stations this net,

all stations this net.

Clearance operations
are complete.

All friendly units
are RTB at this time.

Be advised you have
new friendly location.

Baker Company has moved
north-west of your location.

Two klicks.

Understand. Copy all.

Sir. Baker Company were here.

They're now here.

Two kilometers in this position.

Copy that.

(CLEARS THROAT)

SOLDIER 1: Manchu,
stand by for sit rep.

Say when ready to copy. Over.

MANCHU: Frogman
, send your traffic.

At 0-niner-7,

we observed people probing
our position from the east.

Section Papa 1-0,
building 1-7-4,

east of route Boiler.

At 0-9-1-2,

we saw massing at building 1-7-5

north of route Spartan. Break.

At 0-niner-1-6,

a blue Daewoo with MAMs
north on route Lakers.

How copy. Over.

MANCHU: Yeah, Frogman, repeat
everything after blue Daewoo.

Over.

Manchu, a blue Daewoo
with military-age males

traveling north on route Lakers.

Over.

MANCHU: Copy all.

Do you have any more traffic
for my station? Over.

Negative, Manchu.

How's your signal?

It's good now.
Still intermittent.

Cool.

Got eyes on the north-west
corner of building four.

Is that white Hilux still there?

No, the Hilux pulled out,
like...

five minutes ago.
(EXHALES)

But I got a male...

white shirt,
dark tracksuit pants

looking at our position.

That sound familiar?

Negative. ID any weapons?

No weapons.

He's gone.

Is he going on the list?

Single MAM, white shirt,

dark tracksuit pants,

building four,
north-west corner.

By the way, my, uh...
my blue Nike hoodie

went missing off the base.

If you see somebody out there
wearing it, let me know.

(SOLDIER 2 CHUCKLES)

SOLDIER 3: Don't shoot 'em,
either. I want it back.

- Yeah, I'll try.
- (BOTH CHUCKLE)

(JET ENGINE ROARS)

We should check that run of
buildings to the West again.

I mean, you could step right
across those rooftops

- if you wanted.
- Yeah.

- Walk right to us, right?
- Mmm-hmm.

(EXHALES)

(INHALES SHARPLY)

How's it going, Dozer?
(EXHALES)

(RADIO STATIC HISSES)

PILOT: Baker 6 tracking.
Baker 6 out.

Huh?

SOLDIER 4: How's it going?

Going well.

Okay.

- That's that new guy energy.
- Mmm-hmm.

(CHUCKLES)

SOLDIER 3:
How is it down there?

Cigarettes and tea.
You want tea?

No, I'll pass.

What you got up here?

- SOLDIER 3: Peekers.
- Where?

SOLDIER 3: Corners
of building four.

Oh, I gotcha.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

(DOG BARKS IN DISTANCE)

(DOGS BARKING)

I can't see anything.

Oh, he's back.

- White T-shirt?
- Mmm-hmm.

Alpha Two, this is One.

We might have guys starting
to move on our position.

SOLDIER 5 ON RADIO:
Maybe because they heard you

sledging through
that fucking wall all night.

We could hear every strike.

Why didn't you use a charge?

I didn't wanna make a noise.

SOLDIER 5: Not sure
that worked out for you.

SOLDIER 1: Profane 5-4,
this is Redman 6.

Can you slew your sensor
to the east of my position

on one-zero-zero meters
on building per GRG?

Call contact.

PILOT: Redman 0-6, stand by.

Turning.

Prox 5-5, track OP-1.

Profane 5-5 looking.

Contact, corner, IC personnel.

Hey, er, we got an individual
who was peeking

on the north-west corner
of building 4.

He's disappeared to the west.

Do you see anybody hanging
around that corner? Over.

PILOT: Stand by. Looking.

5-4 contacts.

Just be advised he's been
probing our position.

Do you see any massing
or suspicious activity

that can indicate a threat?
Over.

PILOT: Negative, 0-6.
Er, you're all good.

Roger that, Profane.
Redman out.

You keep an eye on that for me.

- SOLDIER 6: Yeah.
- Yeah.

SOLDIER 1: Thank you.

SOLDIER 2: Headscarf,
red-green jacket.

Peeking again.

That's the fourth fucking time
he's done that.

Is he peeking or probing?

Peeking with serious intent
to probe.

How many times are we gonna
let this guy do this?

I'm gonna relay to OP-2.

Hey, Cowboy, give me a heads-up

if you see this guy
come to your position.

Headscarf, red-green jacket.

COWBOY: Copy.
We're getting a build-up

of activity here, too.

I had a pair of guys in
blue jeans probing, twice.

I have two MAMs of that
description,

just showed up here.

Blue jeans, one red shirt.

SOLDIER 7: Yeah, that's them.

Well, it looks like they're
getting their Jihad on.

OFFICER: Alpha One,
Bravo One, we're in a TIC.

We're getting rockets
and small arms fire.

We're all good right now,

but we're pulling air
to our position.

Roger that.
Check in with BDA when able.

OFFICER: Wilco.

OFFICER 2: Alpha Five,
this is Bravo Four.

Hey, I think we're gonna need
to pull Profane

to our AO. Over.

Roger that, Bravo Four.

PILOT:
Redman 0-6, this is Profane.

We have been re-tasked.

We're checking off station
at this time.

Roger that, Profane.

Hey, is there a reason
they're pulling air from us

and not sourcing it
from somewhere else?

- I'm on it.
- What's up?

We just lost air support.

Pushing to Bravo.

Wild Eagle Base, Wild Eagle 2-4.

Profane 5-4 checked
off station at this time.

I'm looking for any available
air assets. Over.

That's not good.

OFFICER 3: 2-4.
Roger, stand by.

They're troops in contact.

SOLDIER 6:
Aff-irm, Wild Eagle Base.

Standing by.

(JET PLANE FLIES OVER)

(MAN SHOUTING IN ARABIC
THROUGH TANNOY)

(SHOUTING CONTINUES)

SOLDIER 2: Hey, Cowboy,
we're getting movement here.

(SPEAKING ARABIC)

COWBOY: (IN ENGLISH) Yeah,

the streets are
definitely clearing out.

SOLDIER 2:
Yeah, I'm tracking.

(MAN SHOUTING IN ARABIC
OVER TANNOY)

SOLDIER 8: (IN ENGLISH)
Captain Erik.

Captain Erik.

It's not good.

They say they call on
all Muslims for Jihad.

Jihad to come now.
To kill you.

To kill Americans.

Yeah, that sucks.

Yeah, that does suck.

All right. Go keep lower deck
locked down.

You understand?

(SPEAKING ARABIC)

(IN ENGLISH) Hey. Downstairs.
Keep it fucking secure.

Okay.

(MUTTERS IN ARABIC)

Do you think
they're gonna do it?

I think we're about to find out.

You've been in there
for a while.

Yeah, I live in there now.

All right, swap out.
I'll relieve you.

Yes, sir.

Fuck.

(EXHALES) Oh, fuck.

Hey, Frank.
Jump on this a second.

I'm out of dip
and I gotta stretch, dude.

Yeah, I got you.

(GRUNTS SOFTLY)

(ZIPPER UNFASTENING)

(FAINT RUSTLING)

I got a blue Opel
moving east to west

towards OP-1 position. Over.

COWBOY:
Roger that, blue Opel.

Blue Opel is approaching
building three.

Three MAMs just exited vehicle.

Correction, make that four.

Heading into building three.

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

PKM!

Fuck.

(SOFTLY) Fuck.

Cowboy, the fourth MAM
had a PKM.

I couldn't get the shot off.
Over.

COWBOY: Weak.

What happened?

FRANK: I, er...
I couldn't get him.

He, um...
He ran inside too fast.

Weak.

Yeah, we have definite massing.

Hey, six MAMs just exited
building five in my sector.

COWBOY: I'm seeing the same
where we are.

Yeah, building three.
I'm gonna take a piss.

(GRUNTS SOFTLY)

(GRENADE CLATTERS)

SOLDIER 4: Oh, fuck.

Grenade!

(GLASS SPLINTERING)

(COUGHING)

(CONCRETE CRUMBLING)

(DOG BARKING IN DISTANCE)

SOLDIER 5: Our position
is under small arms fire.

Frank, Tommy, Elliott?
You good?

(DISTANT SHOUTING IN ARABIC)

(ELLIOTT GROANS)

(DOG BARKING IN DISTANCE)

(GUN CLICKING)

(GUNFIRE)

- (BULLETS RICOCHETING)
- (GLASS SPLINTERING)

(GRUNTS)

- (BULLETS RICOCHETING)
- (GLASS SPLINTERING)

ELLIOTT: Motherfucker.

TOMMY: Move!

(RAPID GUNFIRE)

(MAN SHOUTS IN ARABIC)

Movement, balcony!

TOMMY: Move!

- SOLDIER 9: Elliott?
- TOMMY: I'm out.

Stand up. You hurt?

- Look at me.
- FRANK: No, I'm good,

I'm good. Check on Elliott.

Think our gear's still in there.

SOLDIER 9: Down.

Lift your arm up. Look at me.

How bad is it?

Yeah, we're gonna need
a cas-evac.

- ERIK: All right.
- Okay.

This is Frogman-6 Romeo.
We are troops in contact

at our last known position.

More info to follow. Stand by.

Wild Eagle Base, Wild Eagle 2-4.

We are troops in contact.

Requesting immediate
air support. Over.

Alpha Two, this is One.

We've had grenades
thrown into our position.

SOLDIER 5: Copy, One.
We're in contact too.

Elliott is injured.
Are we coming to you

- or are you coming to us?
- Fuck.

- SOLDIER 5: Stand by.
- (SOLDIER SPEAKING IN ARABIC)

SOLDIER 9: (IN ENGLISH) Hey!

Downstairs.
Keep it fucking secure.

(SPEAKS ARABIC)

SOLDIER 5: (IN ENGLISH) Alpha
One, we're moving to you.

We'll let you know
when we're inbound.

Yeah. All right.

All OPs are under attack.

This is what we're gonna do.

We're gonna collapse to the
first deck, cas-evac Elliott.

Break it down.
Let's get ready to move.

- Yes, sir.
- Collapse. Collapse.

Yes, sir.

OP-2, what's your status?

- I gotta get the receiver.
- Sir, sir, sir, sir!

- What are you doing?
- I gotta get the receiver.

COWBOY: We're in a TIC,
on our way.

Mac, not a good idea.

SOLDIER 1: This is
Frogman-6 Romeo.

We need a cas-evac at
our last known position. Over.

- Cover me.
- Yeah.

MANCHU: Frogman, confirm
sector and building number.

OP-1 location as follows:

Papa 1-0, building 5-8.

- How copy? Over.
- (PANTING)

MANCHU: Frogman,
read back as follows:

Papa 1-0, building 5-8.

Good read-back.

MANCHU: Frogman,
any amplifying remarks? Over.

Negative.
No amplifying remarks.

Just need a cas-evac.
Advise on ETA. Over.

MANCHU: Copy that.
Stand by. Over.

Um, guys,
my shit is still in there.

- Where is it?
- I don't fucking know, dude.

It's in there somewhere.

- (EXHALES HEAVILY)
- And my shit's in there too.

All right, I... I got it.

SOLDIER 5: Alpha One,
we're moving to you.

We'll let you know
when we're inbound.

- Copy.
- SOLDIER 1: Shit.

ERIK: Tommy, you see where
that gunfire came from?

Um, I saw a guy.
They shot through the window.

(RATTLE OF DISTANT GUNFIRE)

I can't find it.

- ELLIOTT: It's in there, bro.
- I can't fucking find it, man.

MANCHU: Frogman-6 Romeo,

cas-evac is inbound.

Callsign Bushmaster on ID 7-5-5.

ETA 1-0 mikes. Over.2

Copy. Bushmaster 7-5-5. Over.

Bradley launched.
ETA 10 minutes.

ALL: Ten minutes!

All right. Stack up.

Get ready to collapse.
We're moving down.

Yes, sir. Sir.

I still think there's dudes
on our roof.

Yeah. We're gonna blow
claymores as we move.

- Sam?
- Yes, sir?

Alpha Two, be advised,
we'll be blowing claymores.

Oh, fuck, I got a bunch
of C4 in my bag.

I gotta get my shit.

- SOLDIER 5: Roger.
- Yeah, I'm gonna get it.

Sam, Tommy.

- Let's go.
- Coming. Coming.

ELLIOTT:
My shit's to the left.

FRANK:
His gear's in the corner.

- Cover me.
- SOLDIER 10: I got you.

ERIK: I got Frank's shit
right here.

MAC: God.

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

How we doing?

Yeah, I'm up. It's cool.

- SAM: Tommy, on me.
- All right.

- (GRUNTS)
- All right.

- I got your kit.
- Med bag. Thanks, Mac.

- That's your kit.
- We're good.

ERIK: Laerrus,
give me some hands!

Yeah. Moving.

- Clip him in.
- LAERRUS: Yes, sir.

SAM: Tommy?

(GRUNTS)

OP-2, this is One.

We are breaking down,
getting ready to move. Over.

ELLIOTT:
Yo, someone clip me in.

Yeah, Tommy, on me.

There is an M79
in that room there.

- Oh, shit, it's mine. Mine.
- SAM: You got it?

ERIK: Sam, sledgehammer
is in front of you.

- Lock me in. Lock me in.
- SOLDIER 11: I got ya.

FRANK: Helmet's behind.

You got that?
Who's got that?

SAM: Yep.
ERIK: All right.

- SAM: Hook me up.
- Yep.

Frank, you let me know
when we're up on gear.

- Sir.
- SAM: I need my backpack.

Is there any more gear
in that room, Tommy?

Uh...

Negative.

Okay.

FRANK: Helmet.

Over here, brother.

(DISTANT GUNFIRE)

(SOFTLY) Fuck.

(GUN CLICKS)

ERIK: All right.
We're all right.

- We're up!
- Copy.

Go, Mac.

(EXHALES HEAVILY)

Alpha Two, we're about
to blow claymores.

Blow claymores, Sam.

- SOLDIER 5: Roger.
- Fire in the hole!

(EXPLOSION)

ERIK: Go!

(DISTANT VOICES CLAMORING)

(PANTING)

SAM: Last man!

I got the window.

I have the door.

TANK DRIVER:
This is Bushmaster.

Your cas-evac is inbound.

We are six minutes
from your position. Over.

Sir, six minutes out.

- Copy, Bushmaster.
- Okay. Go, go.

Alpha Two, we're preparing
to receive cas-evac platform.

Are you guys broken down yet?

- SOLDIER 5: One, not yet.
- Check.

(BREATHES HEAVILY)

All right.
Here's the breakout plan.

Mac, Laerrus,
you're covering the family.

BOTH: Yes, sir.

When the tank rolls up, Frank,
you're gonna pop smoke.

- Check.
- Scouts are gonna lead us out.

It's gonna be Tommy,
Elliott, Sam.

And I'm bringing up the rear.

Ray, you're with me.

Once Elliott is in the tank,

we are all coming back
inside the building.

All right. Do it.

(SAM SPEAKS INDISTINCTLY)

(SPEAKS ARABIC)

(IN ENGLISH)
No sudden movements.

No talking.

(SPEAKING ARABIC)

(IN ENGLISH) And keep
their hands

where these men can see them.

(SPEAKING ARABIC)

TANK DRIVER: (IN ENGLISH)
Frogman, this is Bushmaster.

Advise on how to receive you.
Over.

Bushmaster,
we'll be extracting two pax,

exiting out a metal gate
directly...

- Where's your smoke?
- ...outside our building,

marked by HC. Over.

- Back right pocket.
- TANK DRIVER: Copy, Frogman.

Two pax, metal gate.
ETA five minutes. Over.

Copy, Bushmaster.
Five minutes, sir.

All right.

Alpha Two, when the tank rolls
up, we're gonna break out.

Once we get Elliott evacuated,

we're pulling back to our house.

(PANTING) Break.

- With me.
- What? Why?

- Sir, why? What is planned?
- We need to cover this door.

ERIK: Anything we can do

to facilitate your movement
to us?

SOLDIER 5: Just don't fucking
shoot us when we roll up.

- You cover this door.
- Why, sir?

- Just do it, okay?
- (MUTTERS)

(SPEAKING ARABIC)

(IN ENGLISH) All right.

Hey. Mac.

- Are we good in there?
- Yeah, we're good.

- We're a few minutes out here.
- MAC: Yes, sir.

All right.

Hey, find out for me
whether the tank is gonna be

left side or right side.

Yes, sir.

Bushmaster,
this is Frogman-6 Romeo.

What side of the gate
will you be landing? Over.

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

- ERIK: How you doing?
- I'm good.

TANK DRIVER: Left hand side.
Left hand side. Over.

- Left hand side, sir.
- Copy.

Yeah, that fucking claymore
rocked me, dude.

Fucking rung my bell.

Do me a favor.
Check on Tommy.

He was pretty close
to that grenade.

Yeah. (GRUNTS SOFTLY)

ERIK: Elliott, you good?

Good.

I'm good. I'm good.

- Okay?
- Yeah, bro.

- Yeah? Let me see it.
- Yeah, I'm good.

(WINCES) Fuck.

SOLDIER 5: We are 10 minutes
behind. Unable to breakout.

(SOFTLY) Oh, fuck me.

Um...

Roger that.

TANK DRIVER: Cache made aware
and ready to receive wounded.

Three mikes out
from your position.

Copy, Bushmaster.

- Three mikes out.
- All right.

(SPEAKING ARABIC)

(IN ENGLISH)
Sir, what's going on?

- You are holding security.
- Yes.

We are gonna bust out,
go to the Bradleys.

I'm gonna get in a Bradley,

you guys are
gonna come back to the house.

Just like before.
Everything is okay.

- (MUTTERS)
- All right?

(SPEAKING ARABIC)

(SPEAKING ARABIC)

TANK DRIVER: (IN ENGLISH)
Frogman, Frogman,

we are two mikes. Over.

Copy that.

Two mikes.

Two mikes out. Pass.

- Mac. Mac.
- Frank.

Two minutes. Two minutes.

(SOLDIERS WHISPER IN ARABIC)

(SNIFFS)

(IN ENGLISH) Tommy, you okay?

- LAERRUS: You good?
- (BREATHES HEAVILY)

(FAINT TINKLING OF OBJECTS)

Frank, I hear it.
Prep the smoke.

FRANK: Smoke's prepped.

TANK DRIVER: Frogman-6 Romeo,
approaching your OP now.

One minute out.

One minute.

- One minute.
- One minute.

Tommy?

TOMMY: Sir.

All right, Frank. Smoke out.

Smoke out.

(SMOKE CANISTER HISSES)

(TANK APPROACHING)

(SMOKE HISSING)

(TANK ENGINE RUMBLING)

TANK DRIVER: Frogman,
we ID your smoke.

Thirty seconds.

(TANK ENGINE RUMBLING)

Hey, stay in the stack.
Stay in the stack.

TANK DRIVER: Ramps down.
Ramps down. Ramps down.

ERIK: We're gonna go.

Breakout, breakout, breakout!

Go. Go.

Hold up.

(SMOKE HISSING)

Go.

(DEBRIS CLATTERING)

(LOW RUMBLING)

(SCRAPING)

(MUFFLED SCRAPING)

(DISTANT BOOMING)

(GROANS)

(MUFFLED GRUNTING)

(DISTANT SHELLFIRE)

(GRUNTS)

(PANTING)

(DISTANT RUMBLING)

(MUFFLED GROAN)

(COUGHS, SPLUTTERS)

(DISTANT SHELLFIRE)

(EXHALES HEAVILY)

(COUGHS)

(WIND HOWLING)

(LOW MOAN)

(MOANS)

(WHEEZES, MOANS)

(STIFLES CRY)

(EMITS LOW MOAN)

(CONTINUES MOANING, WHEEZING)

Oh, my God!

Oh, my God! Fuck!

Fuck!

(BREATH TREMBLES)

Oh, my God!

(DISTANT MUFFLES)
Oh, my God!

Fuck!

- (SCRAPING)
- SAM: No!

Oh, my God!

(SCRAPING)

(MUFFLED MOANING)

(EMITS MUFFLED GROAN)

(BACKGROUND SOUNDS
MUTED, DISTORTED)

SAM: (MUFFLED) Oh, my God!

(IN NORMAL VOICE) Ah!

- (GROANS)
- Oh, my God!

(COUGHS, SPLUTTERS)

(COUGHS)

(WHEEZES)

(SAM CONTINUES YELLING
IN DISTANCE)2

- SAM: Oh, God!
- (GROANS)

(SAM CRIES OUT INDISTINCTLY)

(WIND HOWLING)

- Oh, my God.
- (COUGHING, SPLUTTERING)

(GROANS IN AGONY)

- Oh, my God. Oh, my God.
- (COUGHING)

Ow, ow, ow, ow!

- (DISTANT SHELLFIRE)
- (OBJECTS CLATTERING)

(MUFFLED BREATHING)

(MUFFLED GROANING)

(EXHALES HEAVILY)

(GUNFIRE CLOSE BY)

(SAM GROANS, WHEEZES)

(WHEEZES, GRUNTS)

- (SAM GROANS IN PAIN)
- (ERIK GRUNTS)

(GRUNTING)

(MUFFLED SCREAMING)

(MUFFLED SCREAMING CONTINUES)

(SAM SCREAMS)

(CONTINUES SCREAMING)

Hey. Get air.

- Sir.
- (SAM CONTINUES SCREAMING)

Wild Eagle Base, Wild Eagle 2-6.

When platform is available,
push to my pos.

Advise on ETA when...

(SOUND MUFFLED)

(DISTANT GUNFIRE)

(GUNFIRE CLOSE BY)

TANK DRIVER:
This is Bushmaster.

- We are troops in contact.
- (BREATHING HEAVILY)

We've just experienced
a large IED.

We have to RTB at this time.
How copy? Over.

MANCHU: Bushmaster,
this is Manchu.

Solid copy on troops in
contact, what's your sit-rep?

TANK DRIVER: Yeah,
upon arrival at OP-1,

er, we were ramps down

before the Frogman element
was able to...

Hang in there. (GROANS)

TANK DRIVER: We had
a massive IED. Break.

(RAY GROANS)

TANK DRIVER:
Our gunner took some frags.

We're gonna have
to RTB this cache.

On me! One on me!

(DISTANT GUNFIRE)

TANK DRIVER: We're gonna
need assistance

off-loading our casualties.

- Over.
- (PANTING)

MANCHU: Solid copy on all,
Bushmaster.

Proceed and de-conflict
with medical personnel

at front gate
of Camp Corregidor.

SOLDIER 5: Alpha Three,
this is Alpha Two.

What's your status? Over.

TANK DRIVER:
Wilco. Understand.

ALPHA THREE:
Alpha Two, negative.

Er, we're still taking
effective fire.

TANK DRIVER: Can you assist?

We're receiving small arms fire.

We got Dash 2 in tow.

SOLDIER 5: Roger. Understand.

Have you sustained any injuries?

- Fuck.
- TANK DRIVER: Hold on, Manchu.

ALPHA THREE:
Not at this time.

TANK DRIVER: I got
Dash 2 in tow.

We're receiving a lot of
rocket and small arms fire.

SOLDIER 5:
Machine gun on rooftop.

Tommy, what the fuck
are you doing?

I need you to help me.

Get the fuck out here now!

(SAM GROANING)

SOLDIER 12: Hey, can we get
some guns up here?

FROGMAN-5: Frogman-6,
this is 5. Radio check.

SOLDIER 5: Give me a good base
of fire up there. Stand by.

I'll be sending some guns
up to you.

Break. Alpha Three,
this is Alpha Two.

We are pushing guys
to our rooftop.

MANCHU: Bushmaster,
copies all.

Elliott, you're good.

MANCHU: Are you in contact
with the Frogman?

TANK DRIVER: Is that
situation over there?

MANCHU: That's a negative,
Bushmaster.

ALPHA THREE: A-ffirm. We're
getting the same thing here.

(INDISTINCT EXCHANGE)

- (OVERLAPPING RADIO CHATTER)
- (SAM GROANING LOUDLY)

SOLDIER 5: Understand.
Understand. Break. Break.

Alpha One, this is Alpha Two.
Radio check.

TANK DRIVER: Frogman,
this is Bushmaster.

Radio check. Over.

FROGMAN-5: Frogman-6, passing
in the blind to your location.

TANK DRIVER: Frogman,
Bushmaster. Radio check. Over.

SOLDIER 5: All elements be
prepared to break down.

Zawi, I need you to break down

in approximately one minute.
Over.

TANK DRIVER: Negative on comms
with the Frogman element.

SOLDIER 13: Roger that,
we are coming in now.

TANK DRIVER:
Will attempt continuously...

FROGMAN-5: Frogman-6,
this is 5.

TANK DRIVER: Advise you
attempt it on your end. Over.

JOHN: What's your status?

JAKE: Stand by.
Prior to breaking out,

we either gonna
blow those claymores

or we gotta swoop them up.

- (RADIO DISCONNECTS)
- (SAM GROANS)

(CONTINUES GROANING)

(GRUNTS) Fuck!

(SAM GROANING IN AGONY)

Alpha Two, this is One.

We have taken
massive casualties.

We're anticipating coordinated
enemy attack

at our position at any moment.

We need you to collapse to us.
Time, now!

Jake, this is One.
Collapse to us, now!

JAKE: I'm tracking,
but where are you guys?

We're by...

We're b... (GROANS)

Look for the blood
and the smoke. We're there!

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER
IN DISTANCE)

(MAN SHOUTING IN ARABIC
IN DISTANCE)

(EXPLOSION)

(SOLDIERS GROANING)

(EXPLOSION)

(IN ENGLISH) Two rooms deep!

What was that?

(SAM MOANING)

- (EXPLOSION)
- ERIK: Fuck!

RAY: Two rooms deep!

- SAM: No, no, don't, don't...
- (EXPLOSION)

RAY: Fuck, fuck!

SAM: Don't touch! (YELLS)

- (EXPLOSION)
- (SAM YELLS IN AGONY)

Go, go, go.

Hang on. Hang on.

(SAM YELLS IN AGONY)

Jake, what's your update?

(GROANING)

JAKE: Alpha One,
this is Alpha Two.

We're experiencing effective
fire from across the street.

Um, we're looking at trying
to break out of here

once it gets soft. Stand by.

Copy that. Just fucking hurry.

(DISTANT GUNFIRE)

JAKE: Yeah, wilco.

(SAM GROANING)

(DOG BARKING IN DISTANCE)

(DISTANT GUNFIRE)

(SAM GROANING)

Hey. I gotta do a blood sweep.

SAM: Fuck! Fuck!

(GROANS IN PAIN)

Okay. All right. All right.

MAC: All right, Elliott.
I'm right here.

I'm right here.
Just hang in there.

You're not alone, man.

(BREATHES HEAVILY)

(DISTANT GUNFIRE)

(SAM GROANING)

(ERIK BREATHES HEAVILY)

You're okay. Rolling you over.

(GROANS IN PAIN)

(BREATHES HEAVILY, GROANS)

You're okay. You're okay.
Your back's okay.

(SAM CONTINUES GROANING)

You're good. All right?
You're good.

(DISTANT GUNFIRE)

- (TOMMY BREATHES HEAVILY)
- RAY: Come on.

(GUNFIRE)

- (PLASTIC RIPPING)
- (SAM BREATHING HEAVILY)

(GROANING)

RAY: All right. You're gonna
feel a little bit of pressure.

(SAM GROANING LOUDLY) Oh, no.

(SCREAMING)

(CONTINUES SCREAMING)

(SCREAMING FADES)

(RAY PANTING)

(INAUDIBLE)

(MUFFLED SHOUTING)

LAERRUS: I got you. Sit down.
Hey, you need to sit down.

(SOLDIER 1
SHOUTING INDISTINCTLY)

LAERRUS: Get the fuck down!
Get the fuck down!

- Stay in the room!
- (CONTINUES SHOUTING)

(SAM MUTTERING,
BREATHING HEAVILY)

(MAC MUMBLING)

It's coming over your boot
right now, all right, man.

- (ELLIOTT GROANING)
- All right. Just hold on.

It's just...
Oh, man, your shoe.

(GRUNTS) It's, uh...

Oh, man,
that's not gonna work, okay.

- (ELLIOTT GROANING)
- (GRUNTS)

MAC: Here's what
we're gonna do, all right.

Sir?

- ERIK: Yeah?
- Apply pressure.

Like this, down.

(SAM GROANING)

Manchu-6 X-Ray,
this is Frogman-6 Romeo.

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

Manchu-6 X-Ray,
this is Frogman-6 Romeo.

(SOFTLY) Oh, shit.

Fuck.

Fuck.

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

MANCHU ON RADIO: (DISTORTED)
This is Manchu X-Ray,

advise on number of casualties.

Manchu-6 X-Ray,
this is Frogman-6 Romeo.

We have two severely wounded.

We need another cas-evac
as soon as possible.

Be advised an IED caused
the injuries. Over.

(GUNFIRE)

Here's what we need to do.

(PANTING) Okay, all right.
Okay.

(GRUNTS) Your leg's
like a tree trunk, man.

MANCHU ON RADIO: (DISTORTED)
Frogman, you are broken

and unreadable. Say again.

Manchu-6 X-Ray,
this is Frogman-6 Romeo.

We have two severely wounded.
(BREATHING HEAVILY)

We need another cas-evac.
Over.

Hey, who's the severely wounded?

- Is it me?
- No, it's not you.

PILOT ON RADIO: ...this is
Profane 5-6-5-7...

- SAM: Who is it?
- RAY: it's not you.

- Mission number 3-9-0-1...
- It's not you.

- Then who the fuck is it?
- Two by marine F-18s.

- No. Sam.
- Who is it?

- Don't worry about it.
- Checking in as fragged.

- Who is it?
- We are postured for

- a show of force at this time.
- Hey. Hey! We got air back.

We can't do gun runs

because the bad guys
are right on top of us.

But we can coordinate
a show of force.

Do you want me to do it?

Do it.

(EXHALES) Profane 5-6,
Wild Eagle 2-4,

we need an immediate show
of force over our position,

over our position OP-1,

from south to north.
How copy. Over.

PILOT ON RADIO: A-ffirm,
Wild Eagle 2-4.

A show of force, south
to north, inbound 30 seconds.

RAY: Fuck.
It's bleeding through.

Guys, I need more gauze!

- ERIK: Yeah, yeah.
- (SAM GROANING)

Here. Here, here, here.

RAY: Okay. Okay.

(SAM GROANS LOUDLY)

(GROANING)

(JET ENGINE ROARING)

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

ERIK: (DISTORTED) Ray!

(IN NORMAL VOICE)
Ray, pressure!

- Ray, pressure!
- (GASPS)

- (SAM GROANING)
- Oh, fuck.

(EXHALES)

- What?
- What the fuck is Frank doing?

Frank! Frank!

Lock the fucking stairwell
down. There's guys up there.

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

RAY: Hey, bro.

I need you to take over
comms for me. You got it?

- Got you.
- RAY: Right, yeah, okay.

LAERRUS: Wild Eagle Base,
Wild Eagle 2-6.

Requesting relay
to Manchu X-Ray.

Uh, we're receiving
small arms fire, grenades.

And we have
two severely wounded.

We need air support. Over.

It's bleeding through too much.

(GROANING)

Just stop, just stop, just stop.

Please, please. Please.

(GROANING)

(SOFTLY) Fuck.

(MUTTERING)

Sam, we gotta put a tourniquet
on you, all right?

- (STRAINING)
- RAY: Sir.

- Yeah.
- (RADIO BUZZES)

JAKE OVER RADIO:
Alpha One, this is Alpha Two.

What's your sit-rep over there?

ERIK: We're treating Elliott
and Sam right now.

Be advised, possible
multiple MAMs on our rooftop.

JAKE: Roger that.
We're taking effective fire

from across the street.

We're 200 meters to your East.

- (SAM GROANING)
- JAKE: Move, move, move!

Stand by for an ETA on our side.

- ERIK: Roger that.
- Come on.

Come on.

(STRAINING) Come on. Come on.

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

Fuck!

- (BREATH TREMBLING)
- RAY: Hey,

I'm gonna do something
that's gonna hurt.

I can't put the tourniquet on.

I need to apply pressure
another way.

- All right?
- SAM: No, no, no, no, no,

don't fuck...
Don't touch me. Don't t...

Don't... (SCREAMING)

- (SCREAMING STOPS)
- (BREATHING HEAVILY)

(MUFFLED NOISES)

(INAUDIBLE)

(SCREAMING)

- MAC: Okay, okay, okay.
- (MUMBLES)

MAC: Okay, okay.
All right.

- I... I need morphine.
- MAC: Okay.

Uh, morphine. (GROANING)

- Hey.
- ELLIOTT: Give me morphine.

- Jake, where are you guys?
- MACDONALD: Hold on.

JAKE OVER RADIO:
Alpha One, this is Alpha Two.

- We've broke out of OP-2.
- Guys...

Sir?

JAKE: We're now 100 meters
to your location

- to the east.
- Sir, what do we do?

JAKE: Yeah, we're still
on route... Be advised...

- I don't know.
- We're about two minutes out.

MAN ON RADIO: We're looking
at a coordinated attack.

(SAM AND ELLIOTT GROANING)

Give it to him.

Okay... (STUTTERS) I don't
know where the morphine is.

It's in my bag. It's in my
bag. It's in the medic bag.

What, your, in the medic bag?

ELLIOTT: It's in the pocket.

Okay, I'm getting it, I'm
getting it, I'm getting it.

Hey, Ray. I need morphine too.
You gotta give me some.

- Ray, give it to me.
- Okay.

I got it, I got it, I got it,
I got it, I got it.

SAM: Give it to me straight.

(GROANS) Shoot!

Shoot!

- Shoot.
- LAERRUS: Sir!

Hey.

You fucked up?

(STUTTERING)

I did it upside down. I did it
in my, uh, in my own thumb.

You all right though?
You good?

Yeah. Yeah, I'm fine.
I'm fine.

ELLIOTT: Bro, bro,
you there, bro?

- Yeah.
- You gotta get another one.

There's more in there!

- Right. (PANTING)
- (SAM GROANS)

ELLIOTT: Get another one out.

Okay. Okay. Okay. Okay.

- ELLIOTT: Oh, fuck.
- (GRUNTS)

Okay. (PANTS)

JAKE OVER RADIO:
We're still pushing to you.

MAN: Pushing to your location,
OP-1. ETA, five minutes.

JAKE: We're taking effective
fire from multiple rooftops.

Okay. It's coming,
it's coming.

(GROANING)

(GROANING)

MAC: Hey, man.
Hey. Elliott,

it's in your arm right now,
all right?

- It's in your arm.
- (BREATHING HEAVILY)

MAC: The morphine's in
your arm, it's going into you.

You're gonna feel better
any second.

I need more morphine, man.

- You can't have more.
- SAM: It's not enough.

I'm telling you,
it's not enough.

RAY: I'm telling you,
you're good.

You're not even the one
we're worried about.

- Okay?
- (SAM WHEEZES)

(MUFFLED NOISES)

PILOT ON RADIO:
Wild Eagle Base, Profane 5-6,

we are flying to you.
We're overhead.

We are contact.

The friendlies, the Frogmen,
moving from south to north.

And tally the individuals,

they are taking contact
from the north.

Taking contact
from the north. Uh...

Profane 5-6 is, uh,
contact several individuals.

They are using rooftops
along Frogmen's position.

They are using the rooftops
going from East to West.

Uh, we are, uh,
contact the friendlies.

They are moving
from east to west as well.

And, uh, it looks like

we are picking up
the second element of Frogmen

to the West side of that,
uh, same,

uh, same, same street.

Uh, Profane 5-7,
keep your sensors

to the North
in vicinity of OP-1.

We are contact the friendlies,

uh, linking up
on that street right now.

(RADIO CLICKS)

(RADIO BUZZES)

And, uh, Profane 5-6 is,
uh, tally several individuals

that are just to the north
of the Frogman position.

Just to the north
of the Frogman position,

we have several individuals
setting up in the prone.

Just setting up an ambush
to the Frogman position.

And we are also, uh, contact
several enemy to their east

using the rooftops in vicinity
of their position. Just to...

- (GUNFIRE)
- (SOLDIER GRUNTS)

FROGMAN-5: Profane 5-6,
this is 1-0-8.

Be advised,
we are reaching OP-1 position.

Advise on all enemy positions.

JAKE: AJ! AJ!

(GUNFIRE CONTINUES)

SOLDIER 2: Zawi,
I'm coming to you!

JAKE: Fucking bump 'em out,

- bump 'em out!
- AJ: Ready to move!

- Three, two, one, move.
- Fucking move!

Let's fucking move!

- Fucking move!
- Changing!

- Changing!
- FROGMAN-5: 0-8,

- stand by for sit-rep.
- Hold! Hold!

Move, move, move, go, go, go!

Hold!

(GUNFIRE CONTINUES)

JAKE: Hold!

Move! Let's move!

Driveway! Driveway! Go! Go!

(SOLDIERS SHOUTING)

Move! Go, go, go!

One, this is Two.
We're coming to you.

We have eyes on you.

(OVER RADIO)
We're coming to you.

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

- SOLDIER 3: On the gate!
- (GUNFIRE)

Come on, let's move, move.

SOLDIER 4: Move left to right!

- SOLDIER 3: Covering!
- (INDISTINCT SHOUTING)

SOLDIER 4: Hold this position.
They're coming to us.

- Move!
- SOLDIER 5: Go!

- AJ...
- AJ: Zawi, move!

- Go, go, go, go!
- Moving!

(INDISTINCT SHOUTING)

JAKE: On me!
SOLDIER 6: Contact rooftop!

Contact rooftop!

One, this is Two.
We're coming.

We're fucking coming.

On me!

Frogman-6, Frogman-5.

SOLDIER 7: Prepping smoke!

Smoke out!

(INDISTINCT SHOUTING)

SOLDIER 7: Ready?
SOLDIER 8: No.

SOLDIER 7: We gotta move!
We gotta move!

- Right now, let's go. Come on.
- (GUNFIRE)

Frogman-6, this is
Frogman-5 Romeo. Stand by.

Right, we're moving,
we're moving.

FROGMAN-5: Frogman,
Frogman, coming in.

- JAKE: Move, Brock!
- (GUNFIRE CONTINUES)

- Move, move, move!
- JAKE: Ready!

Fucking move!

BROCK: Last man!

(GUNSHOTS RICOCHET)

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

SOLDIER 5: (MUFFLED) Frogman,
Frogman, coming in.

- (ELLIOTT GROANING)
- (MUFFLED SPEAKING)

(IN NORMAL VOICE)
All right, check it out.

We got multiple
leg injuries here.

I need morphine. Gauze.
Whatever you guys got.

- We got windows in every...
- (SAM GROANS LOUDLY)

Hey, watch out.

We got windows
in every inch of this house

and we got dudes on our roof.

We need to get these guys
the fuck out of here, now.

Have you called for cas-evac?

I can't punch out from here.

Go, get up there.

Zawi, go.

(DISTANT GUNFIRE)

- Can you make comms?
- Yes, sir.

JAKE: Sir.

Has anyone looked at you,
checked you out?

Hey, take a knee,
take a knee, take a knee.

(GRUNTS)

Take a knee.
Has anyone looked at you?

Let me do a blood-sweep.

FROGMAN-5: Manchu X-Ray,
this is Frogman-5 Romeo.

Be advised,

OP-2 have consolidated
on OP-1 position.

How copy. Over.

Is the cas-evac platform
coming back here?

- What calls have been made?
- Dude...

I'm fucked up.

I'm gonna need you to run point.

- What's going on up there?
- All right,

we got grenades thrown
in this room over here.

We've probably got, probably
got dudes on our roof still.

All right.

This is the external door,
straight ahead, all right?

- Yeah.
- On me.

Gonna need some ammo, dude.

All right, I'll get it to you.
Let's go.

(GUNSHOTS RICOCHETING)

Go.

Hit in both of his legs
and hit in his arm.

And he's got abdomen wounds,

and, man,
he's lost a lot of blood.

- Okay.
- And, uh,

there's something burning
inside of him.

SOLDIER 9: Yeah,
that's phosphorous.

It's all over outside.

Elliott, can you breathe?

(GROANING) Hmm.

- SOLDIER 9: Yeah. All right.
- You're good. You're good.

You guys hit me
with that fucking morphine?

Yeah, I gave you the morphine.
I gave you the morphine, man.

- When?
- MAC: A few minutes ago.

Right before you got here.

ELLIOTT: Did you do it
in my arm?

'Cause I got shitty blood
return in my legs.

I did it in your arm, man.

I did it right in your arm.

SOLDIER 10: Move, move, move!
Move, move! Move!

Let's go, boys!
Let's fucking do this!

- (SCREAMS)
- Hey! Hey!

I know we're moving fast,

but don't step
on anyone's fucking legs!

All right, Sammy. Let's go.

Relax, man.

My man, let's do this!
Come on!

(SAM SCREAMS)

Don't fuck with him!

Stay in there, Sam,
stay in there.

All right, guys, listen up.

Everybody shut the fuck up.
Eyes on me.

Start doing a re-org.

Prepare for breakout.

We're gonna get
these guys cas-evacced.

SOLDIERS: Yes, sir.

(GROANING)

- MAC: All right.
- Yo, Brock.

Yo, what's up, Frank?

You got ammo
for the gunners upstairs?

Yeah, outside pocket.

I want four Bradleys over here.

Two for cas-evac,
two for extraction.

I want the cas-evacs on
either side of the front gate.

Brad one will be right.
Brad two left.

Yes, sir.

Hey, lock down the windows!

(GUNSHOTS RICOCHETING)

SOLDIER 8: Thank you.

SOLDIER 5: Go.

SOLDIER 8: Fuck!

We can't make it.

This is Frogman-5 Romeo.

We need a cas-evac
from OP-1 building.

Four Bradleys.

Two for cas-evac of two
severely wounded. Break.

Hell, man, get off me!

BROCK: Stay in there, bro.
You're good.

Relax. Hey.

BROCK: He's fucking good, man.

- It's a fucking paper cut!
- Hey.

You're a fucking Frogman, Sam!

- He doesn't need this!
- He's a fucking Frogman!

- Let's go! Let's go!
- RAY: Fuck!

Fucking A.

MANCHU ON RADIO: Frogman,
Manchu, you are denied

Bradley cas-evac due to IED,
small arms threat in the AO.

- Authorization pending...
- Fuck.

...CO approval.
How copy. Over.

Solid copy. Stand by.

Sir.

They're waiting
on Brigade approval.

What the fuck?

Because the last tanks
got fucked up.

So they won't send a cas-evac

unless the CO
gives the thumbs up.

(ELLIOTT GROANS LOUDLY)

We gotta get him
out of here, sir.

You've gotta be the CO.

Sir. Say back.

Radio them right now.
Say you're the CO.

Give them the order
to send the fucking Brads.

(DISTANT GUNFIRE)

Roger that.

Hey, Tommy, lock it down.

Yes, sir.

Hey.

What happened?

- I don't know.
- SOLDIER: Was it an IED, what?

I don't fucking know, bro.

I just wanna get
the fuck out of here.

SOLDIER: Yeah.

- (SNIFFS)
- (RADIO BUZZES)

Manchu X-Ray, this is Manchu-6.

I authorize Bushmaster.
How copy. Over.

MANCHU ON RADIO: A-ffirm,
Manchu-6. Break.

Frogman-5 Romeo, be ready to
receive Bushmaster on 7-5-5.

How copy. Over.

Wilco. Bushmaster 7-5-5.

Bushmaster is approved
to maneuver to our position.

Mikey, Brian, give me
an update on the roof.

- (RAPID GUNFIRE)
- Taking effective enemy fire!

Multiple bad guys
on the rooftops!

Bushmaster is approved.

I'll give you a shout.
You okay?

- Let me know. You good?
- Yeah, I'm good.

SOLDIER 2: Is there
a rug in there?

- (GROANING)
- MAC: You're good, man.

I'm right here.

- You're good.
- SOLDIER 3: On it.

Are we all up on gear?

(OVER RADIO) AJ,
any gear out there?

- (GUNSHOTS RICOCHETING)
- There's gear in the street.

John, with me.

(GUNFIRE)

MIKEY: Fuck!

JAKE: Collapse, collapse.
Collapse, collapse, collapse!

- Collapse!
- BRIAN: Fuck!

MIKEY: Zawi!

(ELLIOTT GROANING)

Bradleys are four minutes out!

You got four mikes.
You got four mikes.

(GROANING, TREMBLING)

MIKEY: They're
pushing in on us!

We gotta get off
this fucking rooftop!

MIKEY: Zawi!

Get back! Get back!

(GRUNTING)

MIKEY: Zawi.

Zawi!

(GUNSHOTS RICOCHETING)

(GROANS) Motherfucker!

What's going on? Cas-evac
inbound. I need a 5W.

Had to suck back.
Unable to hold position.

We got multiple bad guys
trying to get to our position.

Sir. Sir, I'm calling in
a show of force.

Profane 5-6-5-7, Wild Eagle 2-6,

- requesting an immediate...
- When the Bradleys get here,

- Mac, Aaron, Tommy...
- ...show of force over

- OP-1's position.
- ...you grab Elliott.

You guys are gonna go out first.

You're going to go into
Brad one. Right hand side.

- Right hand side. Check.
- BOTH: Yes, sir.

Ray, Brock, grab Sam.

- Brad two. Left side.
- Got it.

- Three minutes out!
- SOLDIERS: Three minutes!

(RADIO BEEPS)

PILOT ON RADIO:
Wild Eagle Base,

tracking Bushmaster now.
They are en route

- to you now, OP-1.
- (RADIO CLICKS)

(SIGHS)

(SOLDIERS SPEAKING
INDISTINCTLY)

- RAY: Hey, hey.
- Yeah.

I got his legs.
You got his arms?

- Yeah, let's get him ready.
- All right.

- Let's get this shit sorted.
- Gonna get you out of here.

- Get that rug.
- (ELLIOTT GROANING)

TOMMY: All right, we're gonna
get you the fuck out of here.

- I got him, I got him.
- TOMMY: Come on,

give me your hand, brother.
All right.

- Watch his arm, watch his arm!
- TOMMY: We're gonna get

- the fuck out of here, okay?
- MAC: All right.

- Right here. Right here.
- (ELLIOTT MUTTERING)

(PANTING) Okay, okay.

Right, now let's fold him, okay?

Tommy, on you.
We're gonna fold him your way.

- On my count.
- ELLIOTT: (STRAINING) Guys,

if you're gonna move me,
you gotta move me real fast.

- Yeah, we will. All right.
- MAC: All right.

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

- SOLDIER 3: Whoa!
- AARON: On my count.

- On my count.
- SOLDIER 3: All right.

AARON: All right, on three.
One, two, three!

- (SOLDIERS GRUNT)
- (SCREAMING)

AARON: All right.
Come on, come on!

- One, two, three!
- (ELLIOTT SCREAMING)

- SOLDIER 4: We good?
- AARON: Set him down.

All right, you're good,
you're good, right?

Other side, other side,
we got this.

- SOLDIER: All right, Aaron.
- AARON: One, two, three.

- (GRUNTS)
- (ELLIOTT SCREAMING)

AARON: All right,
all right. Okay.

- JOHN: Two minutes out!
- SOLDIERS: Two minutes!

TOMMY: All right,
and at three, two, one.

- (SOLDIERS GRUNT)
- (GROANING)

SOLDIER 1: All right,
you're doing great.

- SOLDIER: You hear that?
- Don't forget my fucking arm!

AARON: Don't worry, bro,
your arm's still attached.

It's right here. I got it.

- JOHN: Two minutes out!
- SOLDIERS: Two minutes!

(RADIO BEEPS)

PILOT ON RADIO:
Wild Eagle Base, Profane.

Bushmaster appears to be
approximately 100 meters out

at this time.

Hey, you gotta get ready, man.
This is gonna hurt.

No, no, no, there's gotta be
another way, man.

- There's gotta be another way.
- There's no other way, man.

- No, don't fucking touch me.
- We gotta do it.

- Don't fucking touch...
- BTF-up, bro!

(GRUNTING)

(EXHALES) What side
are we getting Elliott out?

- Elliott...
- (JET ENGINE ROARING)

SOLDIER: Inbound!

(ALL GROANING, PANTING)

Elliott right side,
Sam on the left side.

Elliott right. Roger that.

- JOHN: One minute out!
- SOLDIERS: One minute!

(INDISTINCT CONVERSATION)

ERIK: Tommy, I got Elliott.

Tommy, Frank,
you two are breaking us out.

- Check.
- Yes, sir.

Gunners, you'll set up
security out on the street.

(SAM GROANING)

Frank, you straight?

I'm good.
I'm gonna buttonhook right.

TOMMY: Copy that.
I'm taking the right Bradley.

TANK DRIVER ON RADIO: Frogman,
this is Bushmaster.

We are approaching OP-1
at this time.

Frank, Tommy.

- We good?
- Good to go.

RAY: When we break out
of here, eyes on me

- and only me, all right?
- JAKE: Ray, Brock,

- you good?
- We're good!

Bradleys are here!

(INDISTINCT SHOUTING)

All right.
Let's get him on three.

- Three, two, one.
- SOLDIERS: Two, one.

(ALL GRUNTING)

Ramp down, ramp down,
ramp down, ramp down.

- Breakout, breakout, breakout!
- FRANK: Go!

(ELLIOTT SCREAMING)

- MAC: Watch his legs.
- JAKE: Let's go!

(GROANS) I'm stuck.

Right, Brock, let's move.

- BROCK: One, two, three, up!
- (SAM SCREAMING)

SOLDIER: Move!

(MEN SHOUTING INDISTINCTLY
IN ARABIC)

- SOLDIER 5: (IN ENGLISH) Move!
- ERIK: Right side! Right side!

- (GUNFIRE)
- (YELLS)

- SOLDIER: Move! Move!
- (GRUNTING)

All right. One! Two! Three!

(SOLDIERS GRUNT)

- TOMMY: I'm out!
- Come on, brother, we got you!

- RAY: Let's go! Let's go!
- (SAM GROANING)

- RAY: Let's go.
- Move, move! Come on.

FRANK: Changing!

(SAM SCREAMING)

Go, go, go, go, go!

JAKE: AJ, 1 o'clock!

(GUNFIRE CONTINUES)

BROCK: Fucking good!

- SOLDIER 6: Three o'clock!
- AARON: Ramp up!

(INDISTINCT SHOUTING)

- Collapse!
- ERIK: Collapse!

- Ramp up! Ramp up!
- JAKE: Collapse!

ERIK: Mac! Mac!

We have to collapse.

- Let's go.
- Wait, wait!

ERIK: To the house.

- You all right?
- (GRUNTS)

- ERIK: You all right?
- Yeah. Yeah.

(BREATHING HEAVILY) I just...

Thought you were hit.

I just tripped.

Let's go, let's go!

Last man! Last man!

Hey, come on, man, giddy-up.

I didn't make it out.

I'm stuck in the Bradley.
Over.

(GUNSHOTS RICOCHETING)

PILOT ON RADIO:
Redman 0-8, this is Profane.

We're seeing activity converging

on the rooftops
on all sides of OP-1.

We need you to de-conflict
any friendlies.

Profane says the guys
are moving to our roof.

They're telling us to get our
guys off the roof right now.

Do we still have guys up there?

- We're the last guys up there.
- BRIAN: They're right on us.

Zawi, you hold security
and lock it down.

Check.

Listen up! I'm gonna
have the Bradleys

take out the second floor
of this building!

Gunners, you're holding
security out on the street

- for extract.
- SOLDIERS: Yes, sir!

Mac, I want a show of force
for when that happens.

- Yes, sir. Sergeant.
- LAERRUS: Yeah.

Bushmaster 1-1.

Need you to fire into
top deck of our building.

We have enemy on our building
and all surrounding buildings.

GUNNER ON RADIO: Say again.
Fire into your building?

We got a full head count.

Fire into our building.
Top deck.

Zawi, get the fuck down here!

GUNNER: Negative, Frogman.
We can't do that.

The top deck is fucking clear.
Fire into it.

(SPEAKING ARABIC)

- (WOMAN SCREAMING)
- (SAMIR SPEAKING ARABIC)

GUNNER: (IN ENGLISH)
Roger that. Stand by.

- Going hot.
- Suck in!

- Find cover!
- SOLDIER: Let's go!

- Get down! Get down! Get down!
- (ALL EXCLAIM)

- (RUMBLING)
- (OBJECTS CLATTERING)

(EXPLOSIONS CONTINUE)

(MEN SHOUTING INDISTINCTLY
IN ARABIC)

(SPEAKING ARABIC)

(IN ENGLISH)
We're breaking out hot!

- MIKEY: Gunners up!
- Let's move!

Gunners up!

DRIVER ON RADIO:
Frogman, Bushmaster.

Shifting fire, going hot.

- (CRYING) Why?
- (SAMIR SPEAKING ARABIC)

- (IN ENGLISH) Why? Why?
- I'm sorry.

- I'm sorry.
- Why?

(CONTINUES SHOUTING IN ARABIC)

LAERRUS: (IN ENGLISH)
Inbound! Inbound!

Stand by!

(JET ENGINE ROARING)

JAKE: Breakout, breakout!

(INDISTINCT SHOUTING)

One! Two!

Three!

- Last man!
- Moving!

JAKE: Let's go!

ERIK: We're out!

(GUNFIRE CONTINUES)

Get the fucking ramp up!

(GUNSHOTS RICOCHETING)

(SPEAKING ARABIC)

(WOMAN SPEAKING)

(SAMIR SPEAKING)

(WOMAN SPEAKING)

(SAMIR SPEAKING)

(DANCING AND BLOOD
BY LOW PLAYING)

- (WHEELCHAIR BEEPS)
- (BOTH LAUGH)

RAY: You made it. I didn't
think you were gonna make it.

I had a bet.
I lost the fucking bet.

(LAUGHS)

(ALL LAUGHING)

(INAUDIBLE CONVERSATION)

♪ What could I say? ♪

♪ Taken aback ♪

♪ All that you gave ♪

♪ Chasing the line ♪

♪ Tear in the coat ♪

♪ Pierced in the side ♪

♪ Keep in the know ♪

♪ Throw in the earth ♪

♪ Dancing and blood ♪

(VOCALIZING)

♪ What could I say? ♪

♪ Taken aback ♪

♪ All that you gave ♪

♪ Wasn't enough ♪

(SOLEMN MUSIC PLAYING)

(MUSIC CONTINUES)

(MUSIC CONTINUES)

(MUSIC ENDS)