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[helicopter blades whirring]

[military radio chatter]

OH, WHOA!

WHOO! GO, BOBBY!

♪♪♪

[cheers and applause]NICE.

[men] ♪ ...A CHANCE, COME ON, BABY, NOW HOW YOU DANCE ♪

♪♪♪

YEAH!

[Marks] OUCH!

♪♪♪

[Suzy] WHOO! GO, BOBBY!

COME ON! YOU GOT THIS!

♪♪♪

OHH!

♪♪♪

WHOO! GO, BOBBY! YEAH! LET'S GO. COME ON!

YOU, TOO, BOSS! [laughs] COME ON! YOU GOT THIS!

[man] ALL RIGHT!

INCOMING!

[pagers beeping, helicopter blades whirring]

[Marks] LET'S GO! LET'S GO!

[indistinct conversations]

WHAT ARE WE GETTING?

DON'T KNOW YET.

AN A.N.A. CONVOY HIT AN I.E.D., SIR.

NO FATALITIES, BUT TWO ALPHAS AND ONE BRAVO OFF TRUCK ONE.

THEY'RE COMING IN NOW.

UH, TRUCK TWO HIT A DITCH, MINOR INJURIES ONLY.

THEY'RE COMING IN BY GROUND, E.T.A. 90 MINUTES.

ALL RIGHT. ALL RIGHT, GUYS, GO.

OKAY. LET'S GET YOU OUT OF THE WAY. GIVE ME FIVE.

GIVE ME FIVE.

ONE MORE TIME, ALL RIGHT? GIVE ME--YOU'RE GIVING ME NOTHING.

[siren wailing]

[clatters]

ONE G.S.W. IN THE BACKSIDE, SIR.

GUNSHOT WOUND? I THOUGHT THEY SAID IT WAS AN I.E.D.

HE GOT SHOT RUNNING AWAY. THEY THINK HE PLANTED IT, SIR.

[metal detector whines]

ALL RIGHT. TRAUMA BAY 2. 2!

[Will] BOBBY, YOU'RE UP!

SUSPECTED INSURGENT WITH ONE G.S.W. IN THE DERRIERE.

AND THAT'S THE TECHNICAL TERM.

[Mehra] PACKED WITH D.T.I. 5 MILLIGRAMS MORPHINE ON BOARD,

NOT TOUCHING HIM MUCH. O-2 AND RINGERS.

LET'S GIVE HIM 5 MORE MILLIGRAMS OF MORPHINE.[groans]

I WANT 2 UNITS O NEG.

I NEED 1 GRAM CEFAZOLIN AND, UH... [speaks Middle Eastern dialect]

I NEED TETANUS IMMUNE GLOBULIN, 250 UNITS I.M.

REBECCA, CAN YOU CHECK OUT THOSE WOUNDS? VANS AROUND?

VANS!

RIGHT HERE.

HEY. WHAT'S HE SAYING?

[speaks Middle Eastern dialect, groans]

HE SAYS IT HURTS. DID THEY FIND OUT WHAT HIS NAME WAS?

NO. WHY?NOTHING.

OKAY, WILL, CAN YOU SEND THE X-RAY CAR, PLEASE?

[Will] I'M ON IT.

[speaks Middle Eastern dialect]

WHAT'S HE SAYING?

[groaning]

HE SAYS HE DOESN'T KNOW WHY THEY SHOT HIM.

PNEUMOTHORAX, SUSPECTED BROKEN RIB! TRAUMA 3!

[engine rumbles]

[military radio chatter]

[metal detector whines]

EXCUSE ME, SIR. WARRANT OFFICER MARCUS XINICO, MILITARY POLICE.

A SUSPECTED INSURGENT WAS TRANSPORTED HERE.

I'D LIKE TO TALK TO HIM.

WHY DON'T YOU LET US DO OUR JOBS HERE FIRST?

I'M SURE HE'S NOT UP TO SEEING YOU RIGHT NOW.

WHEN CANI SEE HIM?

WHEN HE'S SEEABLE.

[indistinct conversations]

PNEUMOTHORAX! WE NEED A CHEST X-RAY IN BAY 3!

[Bobby] I WANT TO ROLL HIM OVER, GET THOSE STRAPS.

WAIT A SEC. HE'S GOT BLOOD COMING FROM HIS BLINDFOLD.

I WANT TO CHECK IT OUT. VANS, STEP OUT.

PULL THE, UH, CURTAINS.

[Suzy] ON IT.

KAMAAL?

BASHIER!

VANS!VANS! OUT!

[Will] OUT.BASHIER! [speaks Middle Eastern dialect]

NEVER--AND I MEAN NEVER--DO THAT AGAIN.

BUT I KNOW HIM. HE'S A FRIEND.THAT'S MY FRIEND BASHIER!

WE USED TO PLAY TOGETHER WHEN WE WERE KIDS.

LOOK, I DON'T CARE IF HE'S YOUR LONG-LOST COUSIN.

YOU DO NOT LET A SUSPECTED INSURGENT SEE YOUR FACE.

IS THAT CLEAR? OKAY. NOW GO TO BAY 3. YOU'RE NEEDED THERE.

WE GOT 'EM ALL.

OKAY, WE'RE GOOD.

YOUR INTERPRETER KNOWS THE SUSPECT, SIR.

I NEED TO TALK TO HIM, PRONTO.

WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?[Kamaal] WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO ME?

GUY IN BAY 2-- HE SAW VANS' FACE.

BASHIER!THEY HAD A CONVERSATION.

[speaks Middle Eastern dialect]

WHAT ARE YOU DOING? WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO ME? BE CALM.

RELAX. JUST RELAX.

HE IS GONNA HAVE ONE SORE ASS TOMORROW.

ALL RIGHT, THERE'S NO STRUCTURAL DAMAGE,

BUT WE'LL NEED TO DO EXPLORATORY SURGERY

TO EXCISE THE BULLET BEFORE HE GETS AN INFECTION.

LET'S R.S.I. AND PREP HIM FOR O.R. ETOMIDATE, FENTANYL, SUX.

[sighs] DID HE SEE VANS?

[Bobby] I HAD TO REMOVE HIS BLINDFOLD. HE HAD A LACERATION.

[Rebecca] VANS POKED HIS HEAD IN. HE SAID HE KNEW WHO HE WAS.

[Kamaal speaking indistinctly]

WHEN YOU'RE OUT OF SURGERY, I WANT TO TALK TO BOTH OF YOU.

[Bobby] YES, SIR.

[pants and groans]

IT IS NOT YOUR FAULT.

WHY DO I FEEL LIKE IT IS?

IT'S NOT YOUR FAULT.

[monitor beeps rhythmically]

YOU KNOW KAMAAL?

YES, HE'S MY FRIEND, BUT I HAVEN'T SEEN HIM IN A LONG TIME.

KAMAAL'S NOT TALIBAN. NO WAY.

WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU SAW HIM?

TWO YEARS.

IS HE GOING TO BE OKAY?

YOU KNOW ANYTHING ABOUT THE COMPANY HE KEEPS?

HANGS OUT AT MADRASSAS, OWNS A LOT OF CELL PHONES.

I DON'T KNOW.

YOU DON'T KNOW. WHAT'D HE SAY TO YOU IN THERE?

HE SAID MY NAME--BASHIER.

HE ASKED FOR MY HELP.

WHAT KIND OF HELP?

JUST HELP.

HELP TO ESCAPE? HELP TO GET A MESSAGE TO SOMEONE MAYBE?

LOOK, THE KID WAS SCARED, HE SAW A FRIENDLY FACE.

HE MAY BE A KID, COLONEL. THAT DOESN'T MEAN HE'S NOT A VETERAN.

LOOK, I NEED VANS IN THERE RIGHT NOW. HE'S GOT A JOB TO DO.

COME ON.

OF COURSE, COLONEL.

[helicopter blades whirring]

WHY IS HE ASKING ME ALL THIS?

YOU STAY AWAY FROM YOUR FRIEND. YOU GOT IT?

I WILL BE LIAISING WITH MAJOR SAMIZAY AND THE A.N.A.

ABOUT THIS MATTER.

[water running]

STATUS?

ONE AK-47 ROUND OFFICIALLY REMOVED FROM TALIBAN TED'S ASS.

MAJOR.

HE TOLERATED THE SURGERY WELL,

AND WE ARE KEEPING AN EYE ON HIM, SIR.

GOOD. HE'LL BE IN THE ISOLATION ROOM.

I'LL BE POSTING MY MEN THERE.

SIR. WALKING WOUNDED FROM THE I.E.D. ATTACK

JUST REACHED THE FRONT GATE.

ALL RIGHT. WE'LL BE RIGHT THERE.

COLONEL. ABOUT VANS, I SHOULD HAVE MADE SURE

HE CLEARED THE AREA BEFORE I REMOVED THE BLINDFOLD.

FORGET IT. IT WASN'T YOUR FAULT.

SO NOW, VANS TALKED TO THIS GUY?

NO, IT WAS JUST A FEW WORDS.

DID HE TELL HIM ANYTHING?

YOU'RE NOT THINKING THAT HE WOULD HELP OUT A DETAINEE?

I'M NOT, BUT OTHERS MIGHT.

[indistinct conversations]

SO?

[Bobby and Rebecca] NO.

NO. AS FAR AS I COULD TELL, THEY WERE JUST SAYING HI.

YEAH.WHY? DO YOU THINK THIS GUY'S TALIBAN?

WOULDN'T BET AGAINST IT.

[sighs] BUT IN HERE, HE'S A PATIENT FIRST.

ALL RIGHT? BACK TO WORK.

YES, SIR.GOT IT.

ALL RIGHT.

CAN I JUST GET YOU TO SIGN THAT?

HOW MANY DO YOU WANT ME TO SIGN?

[jet engines roar]

[blows air]

WE'LL NEED TO DEBRIDE THIS.

OKAY.

YEAH, GIVE HIM A TETANUS I.S.G. AND A BOOSTER.

YES, SIR.

ALL RIGHT.

[speaks Middle Eastern dialect]

[speaking Middle Eastern dialect]

[speaks Middle Eastern dialect]

WHAT WAS THAT ABOUT?

HE WAS AFRAID OF THE SHOT. I TOLD HIM YOU'D BE GENTLE,

JUST LIKE HIS MOTHER.

WHAT HAPPENED HERE?

I HIT DASH WHEN WE WENT INTO DITCH.

YEAH. WERE YOU UNCONSCIOUS AT ANY POINT?

FOR A FEW SECONDS, SIR, YES.

ALL RIGHT.

OBSERVATION 48 HOURS. [sighs]

WE CAN RULE OUT A CONCUSSION.

YOU'LL NEED A COUPLE STITCHES FOR THAT WOUND. ALL RIGHT?

YES, SIR.

BASHIER.

SALMAN?

YOU'RE BLEEDING. DID YOU GET SHOT?

I TOOK BULLET IN THE HEAD, BUT IT WENT RIGHT THROUGH,

HIT NOTHING IMPORTANT.

COLONEL MARKS,

THIS IS MY GOOD FRIEND SALMAN. WE'RE LIKE BROTHERS.

I'M THE GOOD-LOOKING ONE.

SEEMS YOU'VE GOT A LOT OF FRIENDS COMING IN TODAY.

WHY DON'T YOU TAKE YOUR FRIEND INSIDE?

SEE THAT SOMEONE STITCHES UP THAT WOUND.

[indistinct conversations]

WHEN DID YOU JOIN THE AFGHAN ARMY?

UH, SIX MONTH AGO.

[speaks Middle Eastern dialect]

[chuckles]

WHAT WAS THAT?

HE SAID YOU ARE PRETTY.

N-NO, I-I DID NOT. I-I WOULD NOT SAY THAT.

SO YOU'RE SAYING THAT I'M NOT, THEN?

N-NO, NO, I... I-I-I MEAN, YES.

[chuckles]

[man] NAY, NAY, NAY, NAY, NAY! ACH!

WELL, YOU ARE GONNA HAVE A NICE, SEXY SCAR FOR THE LADIES.

THERE YOU GO. ALL RIGHT, WHY DON'T YOU GET SOME REST, OKAY?

[monitor beeping rhythmically]

YOU HEAR THAT? A SEXY SCAR.

AND A MEDAL. I SHOT THE GUY WHO TRIGGERED THE I.E.D.

YOU DID?

YES.

IF HE LIVES, HE WILL REMEMBER ME EVERY TIME HE SITS DOWN.

THEY TOOK HIM HERE BY HELICOPTER.

THE GUY YOU SHOT IS KAMAAL SODABA.

KAMAAL?

YOU MUST HAVE MADE A MISTAKE.

BUT--BUT I SAW HIM RIGHT AFTER THE EXPLOSION.

HE CAME OUT FROM BEHIND SOME ROCKS NEAR THE SIDE OF THE ROAD.

HE--HE WAS RUNNING, SO I-I FIRED.

ARE YOU SURE IT'S KAMAAL?

YES, WITH A BULLET WOUND IN HIS BUTT.

I SWEAR, THE GUY I SHOT SET OFF THE I.E.D.

[indistinct conversations]

ATTENTION!

RELAX. YOU SEE? I TOLD YOU THEY'D BE BUSY,

AND THEY'RE BUSY. LET'S GET THE HELL OUT OF HERE.

WE CAN WAIT, SIR.

MAYBE YOU CAN, BUT I GOT PLACES TO GO, PEOPLE TO SEE.

WITH ALL DUE RESPECT, SIR, NO, YOU DON'T.

ARE YOU GIVING ME ORDERS, SERGEANT MAJOR?

BEGGING THE GENERAL'S PARDON, BUT SOMEBODY HAS TO.

CAN I HELP YOU, GENERAL?

THANK YOU, COLONEL, BUT I CAN SEE YOU'RE BUSY.

OH, THESE ARE JUST THE WALKING WOUNDED.

EVERYTHING'S UNDER CONTROL. HOW CAN WE HELP YOU?

MY SERGEANT MAJOR HAS THIS IDEA I NEED TO SEE A DOCTOR,

BUT I'M PERFECTLY FINE.

IS SOMETHING UPSETTING YOU, GENERAL?

NO, DAMN IT.

HE'S CRYING ALL THE TIME, SIR.

I'M NOT CRYING.

THEN WHAT'S THAT?

SHOULD I FETCH DR. PEDERSEN, SIR?

NO, LET ME--LET ME CHECK IT OUT FIRST. [sighs]

[sighs]

IS SOMETHING ON YOUR MIND? SOMETHING UPSETTING YOU--

DO I LOOK UPSET TO YOU?

I'LL TELL YOU WHO'S UPSET, SIR. OUR MEN ARE UPSET.

OKAY. I ADMIT MY EYES WATER A LITTLE.

HOLD--AH!

I JUST NEED TO FEEL YOUR EYELID. JUST... HOLD STILL.

I DON'T LIKE ANYTHING NEAR MY EYES.

ALL RIGHT. [sighs]

CALL SIMON.

YES, SIR.

HMM.

LOOK, THIS REALLY ISN'T A BIG DEAL.

I'LL TELL YOU WHAT IS A BIG DEAL. IN TWO DAYS,

WE CHOPPER INTO HELMAND PROVINCE TO BEGIN AN OFFENSIVE,

AND THE GUY GIVING ORDERS HAS TEARS DRIPPING DOWN HIS CHEEKS.

IT LOWERS MORALE, AND LOW MORALE COSTS LIVES.

HMM.

HAVING A CELL PHONE DOESN'T MEAN

THE BOY'S WORKING WITH THE TALIBAN.

ON ITS OWN, NO. HE ALSO HAD AN AMERICAN $10 BILL.

$10?

THAT'S THE GOING RATE FOR PLANTING I.E.D.s.

WE'RE RUNNING A CHECK ON THE NUMBERS

STORED IN HIS CELL PHONE. WE'LL SEE WHAT COMES UP.

MA'AM. PRIVATE SALMAN ZAWAB, AS YOU REQUESTED.

SIR.

WE JUST HAVE A FEW QUESTIONS.

YOUR COMMANDING OFFICER TELLS ME YOU SHOT THE SUSPECT.

IS THAT RIGHT?

YES.

CAN YOU TELL ME WHAT YOU SAW?

[military radio chatter]

RIGHT AFTER EXPLOSION, I WAS...

I-I BLACK OUT FOR A MOMENT. THEN I GET OUT OF THE TRUCK,

I SEE HIM RUNNING AWAY, AND I FIRE.

WHY?

WHY WOULD HE RUN AWAY IF HE DID NOT DO IT?

I UNDERSTAND YOU KNOW THE SUSPECT,

THAT YOU WERE FRIENDS.

I DIDN'T KNOW IT WAS KAMAAL WHEN I FIRED.

HAD YOU KNOWN, WOULD YOU HAVE FIRED?

DO YOU HAVE REASON TO BELIEVE HE MAY BE TALIBAN?

I DON'T KNOW. HE SEEMED... GUILTY.

[door opens]

SIR. THANK YOU, SOLDIER. YOU CAN GO.

YOU'RE STILL UNDER OBSERVATION FOR THAT HEAD WOUND.

ALL RIGHT? SO GET SOME BED REST.

THANK YOU, SIR.

AN I.E.D. EXPLOSION CAN OFTEN PRECEDE A TALIBAN AMBUSH.

IT'S NOT SURPRISING THAT ANYONE IN THE AREA WOULD FLEE.

I AM AWARE OF TALIBAN TACTICS, MA'AM.

COLONEL MARKS, I RECOMMEND THAT, GIVEN YOUR TERP'S RELATIONSHIP

TO THE SUSPECT, HE BE RELIEVED FOR THE TIME BEING.

I TRUST MY STAFF, INCLUDING VANS.

OKAY. YOU KNOW YOUR MEN.

[man in distance] AAH!

EXCUSE ME.

AAH! AAH-AAH! AAH-AAH! AAH! AAH!

THE EYEDROPS WON'T DO ANY GOOD IF YOU KEEP CLOSING YOUR EYES.

I KNOW THAT. I'M NOT STUPID.

IT'S--IT'S... WHAT IS IT CALLED?

INVOLUNTARY.

EXACTLY.

BY YOUR LEAVE, SIR?

YOU HAVE AN IDEA THAT'LL HELP?

WITH THE GENERAL'S PERMISSION.

GO AHEAD.

[sighs]

[grunts] QUICK, DOC.

AAH-AAH! AAH! AAH! AAH!

COME ON.AAH! AAH! AAH!

AAH! AAH! AAH! AAH! AAH!

[panting]

BEGGING THE GENERAL'S PARDON.

NOT AT ALL, SERGEANT MAJOR. YOU DID WHAT NEEDED TO BE DONE.

WHAT'S GOING ON?

SORRY ABOUT THE RUCKUS, COLONEL. I COULDN'T HELP MYSELF.

DON'T WORRY, SIR. MOST PEOPLE ARE VERY SENSITIVE

ABOUT ANYTHING AROUND THEIR EYES.

ALL RIGHT. I'LL LEAVE YOU TO IT, THEN.

GENERAL.

RIGHT, NOW LISTEN TO ME. I'M GOING TO HAVE TO

EXAMINE YOUR EYES ONE WAY OR ANOTHER, OKAY?

DON'T PAY ANY ATTENTION TO ME. JUST DO WHAT YOU HAVE TO DO.

ALL RIGHT.

COME ON.

[sighs]

[groans]

HERE WE GO. [groans]

STAY VERY STILL.

[groans]

ALL RIGHT.

[groaning]

JUST ADMIT IT. YOU MADE A MISTAKE.

NO.

YOU WERE CONFUSED, OKAY? YOU FIRED.

YOU DO NOT KNOW WHAT I SAW!I KNOW IT'S KAMAAL, OUR FRIEND.

YOU THINK JUST BECAUSE WE WERE FRIENDS WHEN WE WERE CHILDREN,

IT DOES NOT MEAN HE COULD HAVE BEEN TEMPTED--HE TAUGHT YOU HOW TO SWIM!

YOU DON'T THINK I KNOW THAT?

WHAT IS IT?

MY HEAD HURTS.

I NEED REST.

GENERAL, YOU HAVE, UH, TWO SETS OF TEAR DUCTS.

NOW ONE SET PRODUCES TEARS TO LUBRICATE THE EYE.

UH, NOW YOURS ARE FINE.

THEN YOU HAVE THE DUCTS WHICH DRAIN THE TEARS

INTO THE INSIDE CORNER OF THE EYE INTO THE NASAL CAVITY.

NOW THOSE ARE BLOCKED. ALL RIGHT? IT'S VERY COMMON.

I DON'T CARE HOW COMMON IT IS. HOW DO YOU FIX IT?

IT'S A VERY DELICATE PROCEDURE, WHEREIN A VERY THIN

SURGICAL PROBE IS INSERTED INTO THE CORNER OF YOUR EYE,

AND THEN THAT CAREFULLY FOLLOWS THE TWISTS AND TURNS

OF THE TEAR DUCT UNTIL IT FINDS THE OBSTRUCTION, AND THEN...

YOU OKAY?

GO ON.

RIGHT. WELL, THEN THE PROBE WILL... PUSH THROUGH.

NOW IT'S PAINFUL-- IT'S VERY PAINFUL, ACTUALLY--

BUT THE GOOD NEWS IS, THERE'S ABSOLUTELY NO NEED

TO DO THIS NOW. NEXT TIME YOU'RE ON LEAVE,

OR, YOU KNOW, AT YOUR CONVENIENCE...

IT'S CONVENIENT RIGHT NOW.

WE DON'T HAVE AN OPHTHALMOLOGIST HERE, SIR.

IT'S PRETTY SPECIALIZED STUFF.

YOU COULD GET IT DONE AT LANDSTUHL.

COLONEL, COULD I TALK TO YOU PRIVATELY FOR A MOMENT?

AH, BIG BRASS TALK. OKAY, I'LL BE OUTSIDE.

ALL RIGHT.

[curtain rings clatter]

[curtain rings clatter]

I DIDN'T WANT TO COME HERE.

MY SERGEANT MAJOR DRAGGED ME, BUT HE'S RIGHT.

I CAN'T COMMAND PEOPLE LIKE THIS.

YOUR PEOPLE RESPECT YOU. I CAN SEE THAT.

YOU CAN ALWAYS TELL THOSE WHO HAVE EARNED THE RESPECT

OF THE PEOPLE THEY COMMAND.

MY PEOPLE MAKE ME LOOK GOOD.

THEN YOU'LL UNDERSTAND WHAT IT'S LIKE TO LOSE THAT--

THAT HARD-EARNED RESPECT.

SIMON.

[curtain rings clatter]

CAN YOU HANDLE THIS?

[sighs] I'M A NEUROSURGEON.

YES, IN THEORY, I CAN HANDLE ANYTHING.

JUST DO WHAT YOU HAVE TO DO

AND GET ME THE HELL BACK TO WORK.

[sighs]

[monitor beeping rhythmically]

HE'S GONNA BE OKAY. JUST NEEDS SOME REST.

HE'LL BE UP SOON.

I NEED TO CHECK ON THE DETAINEE. IS THERE A TERP ON DUTY?

I CAN DO IT.

NO, YOU CAN'T.

HE'S ALREADY SEEN ME. IT DOESN'T MATTER NOW.

YOU HAVE TO TAKE IT UP WITH COLONEL MARKS.

HE SAID IT WAS OKAY, REALLY.

[jet engines roaring]

ALL RIGHT. GET THE DOOR.

CORPORAL.

[speaks Middle Eastern dialect]

TELL HIM IT'S OKAY, I'M A DOCTOR.

[speaks Middle Eastern dialect]

BASHIER...

ASK HIM HOW HE'S FEELING.

[speaks Middle Eastern dialect]

[speaking Middle Eastern dialect]

WHAT DID HE SAY?

IT'S A LITTLE SORE.

WHERE?

[speaks Middle Eastern dialect]

[speaking Middle Eastern dialect]

THAT SOUNDS LIKE A LOT OF PLACES TO BE SORE.

[speaks Middle Eastern dialect]

NO, THEY DON'T.

WHAT'S GOING ON HERE?

I TOLD YOU TO STAY AWAY FROM HIM.

[stammers]YOU KNOW WHAT THIS LOOKS LIKE?

I HAD TO KNOW.GET OUT.

COLONEL, I JUST WANTED TO ASK HIM.OUT. OUT.

WHAT THE HELL IS TAKING SO LONG?

SINCE WE DON'T HAVE AN OPHTHALMOLOGIST, GENERAL,

WE DON'T HAVE THE RIGHT TOOLS.

IT NEEDS TO BE THIN, LONG, SMOOTH STAINLESS STEEL...

[Bobby] WHICH IS WHY WE THOUGHT OF A CARDIAC NEEDLE.WHAT'S THAT?

WE BLUNTED THE TIP.

JUST SOMETHING TO HELP YOU RELAX.I DON'T WANT IT.

YEAH, BUT WHAT IS THAT? AN .18 GAUGE? IT'S A TEAR DUCT, FOR GOD'S SAKE...

NO. IT'S TOO WIDE TO PENETRATE THE PUNCTA.NOT AN OPEN HEART SURGERY.

[Simon imitates Rebecca] "IT'S TOO WIDE, IT'S TOO WIDE."IT'S TOO WIDE. OKAY.

[normal voice] ALL RIGHT, LET ME TRY IT FOR SIZE.

ARE YOU SURE YOU DON'T WANT SEDATIVE GENERAL?

I DID TELL YOU IT'S GONNA BE VERY PAINFUL.

100%. LET'S GET IT DONE.

ALL RIGHT. HERE WE GO, THEN.

AAH!

WHY'D YOU STOP?

BECAUSE YOU STARTED YELLING, GENERAL,

AND HE DIDN'T EVEN TOUCH YOU.

WHATEVER I SAY OR DO, DON'T STOP, YOU UNDERSTAND?

YOU KNOW, I THINK YOU'RE GONNA BE

MUCH MORE COMFORTABLE IN LANDSTUHL.

[sighs] I'M NOT LEAVING AFGHANISTAN FOR THIS.

I'M HERE NOW. MY HEAD IS IN A DAMN VICE. LET'S DO IT.

OKAY.

ALL RIGHT, HERE WE GO.

[groans]

[groans]

AAH!

I NEED YOU TO OPEN YOUR EYE.

I'M TRYING.

OPEN YOUR EYE.

BY YOUR LEAVE, SIR.

[sighs]

[panting]

RIGHT, GOOD, GOOD, GOOD.AAH!

THANK YOU.

AAH!

NO. NO, IT'S NO GOOD. REBECCA'S RIGHT. IT'S NOT THIN ENOUGH.

[Graham] UH, WELL, UH, WELL, WHAT ABOUT THIS ONE, GUYS?[sighs] SO NOW WHAT DO WE DO?

GUIDE WIRE FOR A SUBCLAVIAN CATHETER.

YEAH. OKAY. LET'S TRY THAT.

WON'T BE LONG NOW, GENERAL.

[explosions booming, alert siren blaring]

OR NOT.

SEEMS THE TALIBAN WANTS TO DELAY YOUR PROCEDURE, GENERAL.

ALL RIGHT. EVACUATE. PATIENTS AND NONESSENTIAL PERSONNEL--

BUNKERS![Graham] I'M ON IT!

[grunts]

[indistinct conversations]

[alert siren blaring]

WHAT DO WE DO WITH THE PRISONER?

HE'S WELL ENOUGH TO MOVE. TAKE HIM TO THE BUNKER.

UH, JACOB, HELP THE M.P.

[indistinct conversations]

[Pam] ALL RIGHT, LET'S MOVE! THIS WAY. I NEED YOU THIS WAY.

WHERE YOU TAKE ME? I'VE DONE NOTHING.

WHERE YOU TAKE ME?[Suzy] GO, QUICK. LET'S GO!

ALL RIGHT, COME ON, I NEED HIM GOING THIS WAY.

TAKE HIM OUT THIS SIDE.

JUST LAY BACK.

[alert siren blaring]

[whooshes]

[man] ALL CLEAR. ATTACK IS OVER.

REPEAT--ALL CLEAR. ATTACK IS OVER.

REPEAT--ALL CLEAR.

I'M SORRY, SIR.

ATTACK IS OVER.

I MUST HAVE JUST BEEN OUT FOR A FEW SECONDS,

BUT WHEN I CAME TO, HE WAS GONE.

NOT YOUR FAULT, SOLDIER.

COLONEL.

YES, SIR.

I NEED TO INTERVIEW YOUR STAFF, SEE IF ANYBODY SAW ANYTHING.

THEY'D REPORT IT IF THEY DID.

SUSPECT WOULDN'T LAST TWO SECONDS HERE

WITHOUT BEING SPOTTED, UNLESS HE HAD HELP.

I THINK IT'S TIME FOR US TO BE EXTRA CAUTIOUS.

WE NEED TO ALERT THE BASE. WE NEED TO ROUND UP

ANYBODY WHO KNOWS OR MAY BE FRIENDLY WITH THE SUSPECT,

INCLUDING YOUR INTERPRETER.

I CAN HANDLE IT.

NO EXCEPTIONS, SIR.

I SAID I CAN HANDLE IT.

SIR.

[sighs]

[engine rumbling]

♪♪♪

WHAT'S IT LIKE IN THE ARMY?

JUST LIKE THIS, ONLY WE DON'T HAVE ICE CREAM AND PIZZA.

YOU HAVE IT GOOD HERE, BASHIER.

I KNOW.

THEY TREAT ME LIKE I'M ONE OF THEM.

BUT YOU'RE NOT.

THEY'RE THEM, AND WE'RE US. IT'S GOOD TO REMEMBER THAT.

♪♪♪

THIS IS MY FAVORITE SPOT ON THE BASE.

REALLY? THIS POLE?

SOMEDAY I'LL VISIT ALL THESE PLACES. YOU COME, TOO.

WE CAN GO BACKPACKING.

BACKPACKING?

IT'S THE WAY PEOPLE TRAVEL IN THE WEST.

WE CAN BACKPACK ALL OVER THE WORLD.

NOT ME. I GET ENOUGH BACKPACKING IN THE ARMY.

NO, WHEN I GET OUT OF HERE,

I'M GOING STRAIGHT TO THE LONDON SCHOOL OF ECONOMICS.

THEN I'LL COME BACK HERE AND START MY OWN COMPANY.

WHAT KIND OF COMPANY?

I DON'T KNOW YET, BUT IT WILL BE BIG.

WHAT ABOUT YOU?

♪♪♪

I WANT TO GO TO A RAVE

IN MANCHESTER, ENGLAND, WHERE IT ALL STARTED.

I WANT TO SEE THE PYRAMIDS AT GIZA

AND GO TO CARNIVAL IN RIO.

I WANT TO GO TO THE WINTER OLYMPICS IN VANCOUVER.

I WANT TO SEE... NEW YEAR'S EVE IN TIMES SQUARE.

BUT FIRST, NASHUA, NEW HAMPSHIRE.

WHAT IS IN NASHUA, NEW HAMPSHIRE?

THERE IS THIS GIRL I MET ONLINE...

REALLY?

ALL BASE EMPLOYEES HAVE TO REPORT TO D-FAC. I.D.

[man] ALERT SEVEN CHARLIE.

WHAT'S GOING ON?

DETAINEE HAS ESCAPED.

YOU SHOULD GET YOUR ASS DOWN THERE.

YOU GOT SOME PLACE TO BE, BE THERE.

[man speaks indistinctly over p.a.]

NOW!

[Graham] VANS?

R.S.M. KELLY. THEY SAY I HAVE TO GO TO THE D-FAC.

OH, NO, NO, NO, NO.

GOTTA REPORT TO COLONEL MARKS RIGHT AWAY. LET'S GO.

YOU CAN'T HOLD VANS FOR NOTHING, FOR SAYING HELLO.

WELL, A WARRANT OFFICER CAN AND WILL.

DOES HE KNOW THIS?

NOT YET. GRAHAM'S OUT LOOKING FOR HIM RIGHT NOW.

I HAVE TO GO TALK TO MY NEPHEW.

XINICO CONSIDERS HIM A SECURITY RISK.

WOULDN'T LOOK GOOD FOR EITHER OF YOU.

LISTEN, I KNOW THIS IS HARD, ESPECIALLY FOR YOU.

NO, FOR VANS ESPECIALLY.

UP HIGH.

I'LL NEED THE INVENTORY REPORT BY 1800 HOURS.

DOWN LOW.

I'VE ALREADY TRIED THAT.

NOW CAN WE JUST GET BACK TO WORK?

MM. WE'LL GET IT DONE.

YOU ARE KILLING ME. OKAY? YOU'RE KILLING ME.

COMMANDER. WANTED TO LET YOU KNOW

WE MAY HAVE A POSSIBLE LEAD ON AREF'S UNCLE.

OH, THAT'S FANTASTIC.

AS SOON AS WE LOCATE HIM, WE'LL BRING HIM IN.

UH, THANK YOU. THANK YOU VERY MUCH, MAJOR.

NO. NO, NO, NO, NO. VANS, COME ON. COME ON.

LET'S GO. COME ON.

HEY.

HEAR THAT? YOUR UNCLE'S COMING TO PICK YOU UP. HUH?

SEE, I GOT A LITTLE SMILEY FACE GOING ON HERE.

PEOPLE DO THIS, YOU KNOW, TO MAKE THEM--

WELL, TO MAKE OTHER PEOPLE THINK THAT THEY'RE HAPPY.

RIGHT? THAT THEY'RE OKAY.

LET ME SHOW YOU HERE.

[cap snaps]

OKAY.

SMILE, BROWN EYES,

AND THERE. SEE?

LITTLE HAPPY FACE HERE.

[jet engines roaring]

YOU WANTED TO SEE ME, COLONEL?

KAMAAL'S ESCAPED.

[mutters]

WARRANT OFFICER XINICO THINKS HE MIGHT HAVE HAD HELP.

FROM WHO?

FROM ME?

I DIDN'T HELP HIM. I WOULDN'T DO THAT.

THAT'S NOT WHAT I'M SAYING.

YOU DON'T TRUST ME.

WHILE KAMAAL'S STILL AT LARGE, YOU ARE TO BE DETAINED.

DETAINED?

LIKE KAMAAL.

YOU'VE PUT ME IN A DIFFICULT POSITION.

I SAID STAY AWAY FROM HIM. IT WASN'T JUST A SUGGESTION.

I'M GONNA NEED YOUR I.D. BADGE.

[sighs] VANS.

NOW YOU GO WITH HIM, AND I'LL DO ALL THAT I CAN.

DON'T BOTHER, SIR.

WHAT'S GOING ON? VANS. VANS.

[doors close]

[helicopter blades whirring]

[lock clicks]

♪♪♪

[helicopter blades whirring]

TRUST ME, I FEEL MUCH BETTER.

THANKS FOR THE INFO,

BUT I'M STILL GONNA DO MY DOCTOR ROUTINE.

WHERE IS BASHIER--

HANDS LIKE THAT.

I MEAN VANS.CAN'T SAY.

WHAT DO YOU MEAN? WHAT HAS HAPPENED TO HIM?

THEY'RE SUSPICIOUS OF HIM, AREN'T THEY?

BECAUSE HE IS FRIENDS WITH KAMAAL.

LET'S GIVE IT OVERNIGHT, ALL RIGHT?

IF YOUR NUMBERS ARE STILL GOOD IN THE MORNING,

I'M GONNA DECLARE YOU FIT TO REJOIN YOUR UNIT.

THEY'LL ARRANGE FOR TRANSPORT FOR YOU TO GET BACK.

[rattles]

[rattles]

YOU BEEN HERE ALL NIGHT?

[door closes]WHILE THE DETAINEE IS STILL LOOSE,

I DON'T THINK I CAN REALLY SLEEP.

THAT'S A, UH, A 2-PLAYER GAME.

WELL, THIS WAY, HALF OF ME ALWAYS WINS.

AND HALF OF YOU ALWAYS LOSES.

YOU WANT TO TALK ABOUT VANS?

I DON'T, ACTUALLY.

[knock on door]

AH, YOU'RE HAVING A PARTY, NICE.

WHAT IS IT?

A MENAGE NEEDS A TROIS. YOU KNOW THAT.

[door closes]

WHAT ISIT?

YOU LOCKED UP VANS...MM-HMM.

WHICH I THINK IS RIDICULOUS, SO I'M HERE TO TELL YOU

THAT I THINK HE'S A BLOODY GREAT CHAP,

AND YOU'VE MADE A BLOODY GREAT ERROR.

PLEASE, BE MORE CANDID, SIMON.

[knock on door]

COLONEL. ARE YOU IN A MEETING?

NO, IT'S NO--

IT'S A MENAGE. WELL, IT WAS.

[door closes]MAY I SPEAK FREELY, SIR?

BY ALL MEANS. [sighs]

YOU CAN'T HOLD VANS LIKE THAT, LIKE HE'S THE ENEMY.

I MEAN, IT'S VANS WE'RE TALKING ABOUT--

VANS PUT HIMSELF IN THAT POSITION,

AND I'M DEALING WITH THE SITUATION THE BEST I CAN.

WOW. I'D HATE TO SEE YOUR WORST.

[knock on door]WHAT'S GOING ON?

WELL, I'M TRYING TO PLAY BACKGAMMON, IS WHAT'S GOING ON.

COLONEL, I JUST WANTED TO SAY--

NO, HOLD ON, LET ME GUESS. VANS IS BEING TREATED

INHUMANELY, AND HOW COULD I BE DOING THAT TO VANS, RIGHT?

KIND OF.

[sighs]

ONE OF THE PRIVILEGES OF RANK IS THAT

YOU NEVER HAVE TO JUSTIFY YOUR ORDERS TO THOSE BELOW YOU.

AND I AM NOT GONNA START NOW.

GRACE, YOU'RE WELCOME TO STAY. THE REST OF YOU ARE DISMISSED.

YES, SIR.[dice rattle]

DON'T FORGET YOUR FLAK JACKET, SIMON.

"DON'T FORGET YOUR FLAK JACKET, SIMON."

[door closes]

[chuckles]

[rattle]

THANK YOU, COLONEL.

[clears throat]

I BELIEVE IT ISYOUR MOVE.

[pants]

ALL RIGHT, TRY TO RELAX, GENERAL.

HOW CAN I RELAX WITH THIS THING IN MY EYE?

OKAY, I'M WELL INTO THE CANALICULUS.

[grunts]

AND INTO THE LACRIMAL SAC?

MM-HMM.OKAY.

NOW WE NEED TO BEND 90 DEGREES.

[sighs]

OKAY, NEARLY THERE...

[sighs]

NEARLY THERE...[grunts]

[whispers] DAMN IT.

[Marks] WHAT?

[sighs]

[moans]

IT'S NO GOOD. LOOK, IT'S...

THIN ENOUGH, IT'S LONG ENOUGH, BUT IT'S TOO STRETCHY.

IT WON'T MAKE THE BEND DOWN INTO THE LACRIMAL SAC.

I DON'T KNOW HOW MUCH MORE OF THIS I CAN TAKE.

THE MEN ARE COUNTING ON YOU, SIR.

[sighs]

[helicopter blades whirring]

TOO SHORT. TOO SHARP. TOO FLIMSY.

A PEN--SERIOUSLY?

WE NEED SOMETHING THIN, STIFF, SMOOTH, WITH A BLUNT TIP.

DON'T GET ANY IDEAS, REBECCA.

HOW HARD CAN THIS BE?

APPARENTLY, IMPOSSIBLE.

I WISH THE OLD BASTARD HAD GONE TO LANDSTUHL.

THE OLD BASTARD IS STILL HERE.

OH, I'M SORRY, GENERAL. SORRY.

[Graham] THERE'S GOT TO BE SOMETHING.

EXCUSE ME, SIR. I NEED YOUR SIGNATURE.

AND THE A.N.A.'s HERE TO COLLECT SALMAN.

ALL RIGHT.

HOW ABOUT THIS?

YEAH, THIS IS GOOD. CAN YOU FILE THE END SO IT'S ROUNDED?

YEAH. I'LL FILE AND STERILIZE THAT IN A MINUTE AND A HALF.

EXCUSE ME.[sighs]

YOU'RE GONNA DO A PROCEDURE ON MY EYES WITH A PAPER CLIP?

YES, SIR, THAT'S THE IDEA.

OKAY.

JUST CHECKING.

CARRY ON.

EXCUSE ME, GENERAL. I'LL BE RIGHT BACK.

DON'T WORRY ABOUT VANS.

WE'LL DO EVERYTHING WE CAN.

THANK YOU, SIR.ALL RIGHT.

[general] AAH!IT'S OKAY.

AAH! AAH! AAH!NOTHING TO WORRY ABOUT.

AAH!

GOOD LUCK, SON.

THANK YOU, SIR.

SALMAN.

DO YOU THINK KAMAAL TRIGGERED THE I.E.D.?

WE GOT HIM, COLONEL.

WE FOUND HIM IN A SHIPPING CONTAINER.

SOMEBODY HEARD HIM MOANING. SEEMS HE'S GOT SOME BAD PAIN.

[man] ALERT IS CANCELED.

THREAT LEVEL ZERO.

[man speaks indistinctly]

I REPEAT-- ALERT IS CANCELED.

OKAY. GET AN O-2 AND AN I.V. STARTED IMMEDIATELY.

TAKE HIM TO TRAUMA BAY 2.

[grunts and groans]

LET ME TAKE A LOOK AT THESE WOUNDS.

HE'S LOST A LOT OF BLOOD. HIS WOUNDS ARE INFECTED.

B.P.'s LOW--90 OVER 50. TEMP'S 38 DEGREES.

GAVE TWO UNITS O NEG.

GETTING A C.B.C., CULTURE, AND CHEM PANEL.

ALL RIGHT. CLEAN, DEBRIDE, AND RESUTURE.

[Rebecca] YES, SIR.

O.R. 3!

[Bobby] COPY THAT.

[general] AAH!

EVERYTHING OKAY IN HERE, SIMON?

[Simon] ONE EYE DONE, ONE TO GO.

GOOD WORK.

[general moans]

COLONEL MARKS.

I WANT TO TAKE THE DETAINEE OUT OF HERE AS SOON AS HE'S STABLE.

THAT'S YOUR PREROGATIVE.

I WANT TO QUESTION YOUR INTERPRETER AGAIN. I WANT

YOU PRESENT. I THINK IT'LL INTIMIDATE HIM INTO THE TRUTH.

HE TOLD YOU THE TRUTH.

I HAVE MORE QUESTIONS.

THE INSURGENT'S CELL PHONE TURN UP ANYTHING?

IT WAS CLEAN.

SO YOU'RE TRYING TO LINK MY INTERPRETER TO AN ALREADY WEAK

CASE AGAINST YOUR SUSPECT. NOW IT DOESN'T MAKE ME HAPPY

THAT YOU PROBABLY HAVE TO RELEASE HIM, BUT I WOULD ASK

AT THIS POINT, YOU LEAVE MY INTERPRETER OUT OF IT.

EXCUSE ME, COLONEL.

IT IS NOW CONCLUSIVE.

THE ATTACK WAS ON AN A.N.A. CONVOY.

WE HAVE QUESTIONS FOR THE SUSPECT AS WELL.

HE'S JUST TAKING UP A BED HERE, COLONEL.

I REQUEST, WHEN HE'S MEDICALLY STABLE,

TRANSFER HIM TO KANDAHAR GENERAL,

AND THAT WARRANT OFFICER XINICO RELEASE HIM INTO OUR CUSTODY.

THAT'S FINE WITH ME, MAJOR. WARRANT OFFICER?

[sighs]

YOU CAN SEND ONE OF YOUR MEN TO INTERVIEW HIM.

ALL RIGHT, COLONEL, BUT IN MY REPORT,

I'LL HAVE TO SUGGEST YOU COULD HAVE BEEN MORE COOPERATIVE.

WELL, YOU REPORT WHATEVER YOU NEED TO.

ALL RIGHT. LET'S GET VANS BACK IN HERE. WE NEED HIM.

THANK YOU, COLONEL.ALL RIGHT.

[jet engines roaring]

[man makes whooshing noise]

WE'RE GONNA NEED THE CONFERENCE ROOM

ON THURSDAYS FROM 0800 TO 1800, FOR...[chuckles]

R.N. TRAINING. ARE YOU LISTENING TO ME?

0800 T0 1800 FOR R.N. TRAINING IN THE CONFERENCE ROOM.

I'M BOOKING IT RIGHT NOW.

[keyboard keys clicking]YOU KNOW, I THINK IF YOU WERE DUTY NURSE,

A LOT MORE WOULD GET DONE AROUND HERE.

OKAY, SO IF YOU CAN JUST SIGN RIGHT HERE FOR ME.

[military radio chatter]

[laughs] HIGH FIVE?

[laughs]

OUR LITTLE MAN. WHOO!

THERE YOU GO. DID YOU SEE THAT?

WHAT?

HE JUST GAVE ME A--[man] WE'RE READY FOR YOU, SIR.

OKAY. LOOK, I GOT TO GO. I GOT, UH, GOT TO MEET MY STAFF

IN THE READY ROOM. CAN YOU JUST WATCH AREF?

YEAH, YEAH, NO PROBLEM.

ALL RIGHT. THANK YOU.

[blows air]

[snickers]

[lock rattles]

IT'S OKAY, BASHIER. YOU'RE FREE.

HOW COULD HE DO IT, AUNTIE?

HOW COULD HE DO IT?

I'M SORRY, BASHIER. IT'S A WAR.

THEY DID WHAT THEY HAD TO DO.

[indistinct conversations]

VANS.

VANS, STOP.

I KNOW YOU'RE ANGRY WITH ME, SON.

I'M NOT YOUR SON.

I DID WHAT I THOUGHT WAS THE BEST THING.

NOW I KNOW IT DIDN'T FEEL RIGHT, DIDN'T FEEL GOOD--

YOU DON'T HAVE TO EXPLAIN TO ME. YOU ARE MY BOSS. YOU ARE

WITH THE COALITION, AND I'M JUST THE AFGHAN INTERPRETER.

VANS, THAT'S NOT WHAT I MEANT.

IS THAT ALL, SIR?

HERE YOU GO.

[Marks] AT LEAST HE'S NOT OUR PROBLEM.

KANDAHAR GENERAL CAN TAKE IT FROM HERE.

YEAH. HEY. WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?

I'M ON DUTY.

GOOD LUCK.

[indistinct conversations]

SO REMEMBER TO USE THE DECONGESTANT

FOR THE NEXT FEW WEEKS. IT'LL HELP KEEP THE SINUSES CLEAR.

DON'T WORRY. I'LL SEE THAT HE DOES,

EVEN IF I HAVE TO DO IT MYSELF.

THANKS, DOC.

YOUR SKILL WITH A PAPER CLIP PUTS MacGYVER TO SHAME.

COLONEL, YOUR OUTFIT REMINDS ME OF MY OWN.

YOU DO A LOT WITH A LITTLE.

GLAD TO BE OF SERVICE, SIR.

I'M STILL GONNA BE ABLE TO TURN ON THE WATERWORKS

AND LET LOOSE WHEN NEED BE, RIGHT?

OF COURSE, GENERAL.

GOOD, 'CAUSE IF THERE'S ANYTHING I'D HATE TO LOSE DURING

THIS WAR, THAT WOULD BE IT. SOMETIMES ALL YOU CAN DO IS CRY.

[engine turns over]

DON'T YOU QUOTE ME ON THAT.

SO WHERE'S AREF?

HIS UNCLE CAME TO GET HIM.

YOU DIDN'T THINK TO COME GET ME?

NO. SORRY.

YOU OKAY?

YEAH, YEAH, I'M FINE. IT'S JUST, UH...

FORGET ABOUT IT.

GOT IT.[thud]

WE'VE GOT A 9-LINER.

AN A.N.A. CONVOY WAS AMBUSHED NOT FAR FROM HERE.

HOW FAR? ONE JUST LEFT WITH THE DETAINEE.

I'LL TRY AND CONFIRM.

I'LL GET THE COLONEL.

THINKING OF A NEW CAREER IN OPHTHALMOLOGY, SIMON?

I'M GONNA STICK WITH BRAIN SURGERY.

IT'S EASIER ON THE NERVES.

BAY 2, A.N.A. COMING THROUGH! WE'RE GONNA NEED VANS!

G.S.W. TO THE HEAD. G.C.S. IS 4. WE INTUBATED HIM ON SCENE.

HE'S GOT SOME BLOOD LOSS, DOC. B.P.'s 70 OVER PALP.

PULSE IS 120 AND THREADY. WE GAVE HIM 2 LITERS EN ROUTE.

WE PATCHED THE BLEEDING AS BEST AS WE COULD, DOC.

GOOD JOB.

HE NEEDS A C.T. SCAN. SIMON.

ALL RIGHT, THEN.

ALL RIGHT, HE'S SEIZING. I NEED SOME PHENYTOIN, 15 MILLIGRAMS

PER KILO AND SOME MANNITOL 1.5 GRAMS PER KILO ON BOARD NOW.

ALL RIGHT, PUPILS ARE FIXED AND DILATED.

OH. NASTY PENETRATING HEAD WOUND HERE.

DID YOU NEED AN INTERPRETER?

NO, WE'RE GOOD, VANS.[Simon] WE'RE GOOD.

SALMAN?

SALMAN? SALMAN! SALMAN!WAIT. WHOA, HOLD ON, STAND BACK.

SALMAN! WHAT HAPPENED?

[Simon] UH, VANS--HE'S MY FRIEND!

THERE'S NOT MUCH WE CAN DO, VANS. VANS--

SALMAN. WHAT'S WRONG WITH HIM?

MAJOR GORDON, GET HIM OUT OF HERE.I GOT HIM, I GOT HIM. VANS.

VANS, HE'S...VANS, COME ON.

YOU HAVE TO HELP HIM! YOU HAVE TO TAKE HIM TO THE O.R.!

OKAY--YOU HAVE HAVE TO SAVE HIM, DR. HILL!

HE'S MY FRIEND! SALMAN!

SALMAN!

OKAY. LET'S GET THIS BOY TO SURGERY, AS THE MAN SAYS.

[Bobby] OKAY, LET'S MOVE.WE GOT HIM.

MAJOR GORDON, BAY 3!

G.S.W. TO THE LOWER RIGHT ARM, A TOURNIQUET APPLIED.

VITALS ARE B.P. 110 OVER 60, PULSE IS 130, RESPIRATION 16.

BLEEDING HAS STOPPED. I.V. RINGERS LEFT ARM.

[grunts]

YOU WERE WITH SALMAN! WHAT HAPPENED?

TALIBAN HIT US-- I.E.D., THEN AN AMBUSH.

BUT KAMAAL, THE PRISONER YOU WERE TAKING TO KANDAHAR--

WHAT ABOUT HIM?I DON'T KNOW.

TALIBAN TOOK HIM. [pants]

HE MUST HAVE BEEN ONE OF THEM.

[groaning and gasping]

KAMAAL WENT WITH THEM?

[panting]

[gasps]

[panting]

[speaks indistinctly]

[hits side of truck]

VANS.

VANS, STOP!

[pants]

KAMAAL SAID HE WASN'T TALIBAN.

HE SWORE TO ME.

I KNOW, VANS.

[voice breaking] THEY WERE BOTH MY FRIENDS.I KNOW.

[sniffles]

VANS, IT'S NOT FAIR, I KNOW.

[sobbing]

HEY, IT'S OKAY. IT'S OKAY.

IT'S NOT FAIR, MAN.

IT'S NOT FAIR.

[continues sobbing]

IT'S NOT FAIR.

IT'S NOT FAIR.