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- Previously on SEAL Team...
- You'll get me out of the country

- as soon as possible.
- You can trust me.

I count at least half a dozen

armed fighting-age males
outside our location.

Bravo 1, Havoc's been compromised.

Move, move.

Where is Dr. Craig? Where?

They won't keep him in
this country much longer.

Hezbollah?

Dr. Craig's life is in our hands.

Two mags each. Let's roll.

Bravo 1, Havoc is going off-line.

Rendezvous at the exfil point.

We're wheels up as soon as
my team arrives, Captain.

Yes, sir.

I'm getting reports on a large explosion

at the Hezbollah facility Bravo hit.

Caracas traffic is usually
light at this hour.

They should be here by now.

Any word on if they rescued
Dr. Craig or his colleagues?

Well, Jason's comms call dropped.

No word on mission
success or casualties.

Something feels off.

Yeah. We're running an op with no comms,

no overwatch, no TOC.

Damn right something's off.

All right, let's move.

Let's go.

Let's go!

Had us in the dark there, Master Chief.

Yeah, well, dark is where
this op should stay.

Where's Dr. Craig?

He got killed in the raid.

What do I need to know?

Total mission failure.

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Come back and check on you in a bit.

- Thanks, brother.
- Yeah.

You getting busted up isn't gonna help

my warrant officer rep.

- How you feeling?
- Eh, you know.

Leg's gonna get better.

But judging by the way you all look,

I'm not sure I can say
the same about Bravo.

What the hell happened?

Dr. Craig stuck his neck out
for us and we failed him.

Gonna put the team under a microscope,
that's for sure,

but as long as the op checks out,
the team will be fine.

Same for your warrant packet.

My promotion's an ugly
thing to think about

with Dr. Craig on board.

Stirred up a hornet's
nest at the Pentagon.

British citizen,

working as an asset for the CIA,
killed in a SEAL raid?

- The optics are bad.
- I don't care about optics right now.

I'm concerned about reality.

Reality is that the teams

have had a string of bad press lately

and we can't afford another black eye.

Look, we pulled ISR off target,
so I am out of the loop.

Tell me this was a clean op.

I can't tell you that.

What do you mean you can't?

It was...

I was with Command and Control.

All right? When I went
to go join my team,

there was an explosion.
That's what killed Craig.

Did you identify the
source of the explosion?

My priority was getting my
team back to this plane alive.

I didn't have time to ask questions.

Well, I suggest that you make time now,

find out what the hell happened.

'Cause we need an answer for Command

as soon as we touch
down at Virginia Beach.

- Thanks.
- Yeah.

I'm sorry about Dr. Craig.

You feeling okay?

Yeah, I mean, my head's
throbbing a bit, but I'm fine.

That's not what I'm asking.

You were a heartbeat
away from being killed.

I've been deployed how many times,

but I really never came
face-to-face with...

You ever been that close?

How'd you shake it?

Who says we shake any of this?

Bad ops never get any easier, do they?

Only ops I seem to remember.

Blackburn crawling up your ass?

That's 'cause the brass
is crawling up his ass.

Dead hostage always
makes officers jumpy.

Pentagon is gonna pin this

on us if our story is not airtight.

It's gonna get ugly,

early.

All right? That's their MO.

If I was just a few seconds faster, I...

maybe this turns out different.

What the hell happened in there?

I only know what I saw, brother.

We entered the target building
holding Dr. Craig and Dr. Kay.

Bravo 1, this is Bravo 2.

Heading to the second deck. How copy?

Bravo 2, this is...

Say again your last?

Clay, take your team and head upstairs.

All right, roger that. Moving.

Sonny, on me.

Looks like another dry hole.

Or not. What the hell was that?

Bravo 6, this is Bravo 2.

How copy?

On me.

Toss in a crash.

I'm all out!

Crash out!

I didn't expect a barricaded,
belt-fed machine-gun.

But I knew the hostage was in the room,
so I threw the crash,

and we were about to make entry,

- when the whole damn place blew.
- W-Wait a second.

I mean, a crash grenade is
just gonna stun the enemy.

It's not gonna destroy the whole room.

Yeah, I know.

We're missing some elements here.

Wish I could shed more light, J.

You know what? Gather the boys together.

We're gonna do an AAR,

figure out why that room exploded.

Right.

We've been pressing in the red
since we touched down in Caracas.

I haven't slept in two days.

Why the hell can't we just do
this when we get back stateside?

Why? 'Cause we got a British doctor,
you know, who worked

for the CIA who was killed in a
failed Tier One op. That's why.

And we need to figure
out exactly what happened

before we get back home and
have Command all over us.

War happened.

How do we know what happened
if nobody had eyes inside?

We don't, okay?

So that's why we're
gonna reconstruct the op,

put the pieces together and get
this puzzle back up and rolling.

Okay, well,

I saw exactly what Ray saw.

Okay? Dr. Craig, he was shouting

in the other room, Ray threw a crash,

it detonated, and then the
building almost went like Jenga.

Okay, so Sonny and Ray,
they were pinned.

Clay, how about you?
Where was your team at?

What'd you see?

Uh, cleared the entry with Ray,

and then Trent, Vic and me,
we, uh, we split off

and moved up here.

Bravo 1, this is Bravo 2.
Heading up to the second deck.

How copy?

Bravo 2...

Bravo 1, say again your last?

Bravo 2, this...

Sonny, on me.

Clay, Trent, Vic, push left.

Roger that.

Crash out!

It's her. It's Dr. Kay.

Bravo 1, this is Bravo 6.

We've secured hotel two. How copy?

We're Americans.
We're gonna get you home.

- Breathe. Breathe.
- Hey.

Prep her to move.

Avalanche!

All Bravo elements, S-vests on target!

S-vests on target.

I never heard anyone calling an S-vest.

Yeah, me, either.

I definitely called it.

Yeah, he did.
Saved our asses dropping that guy.

All right, well,
comms were spotty all day.

So we push up on Dr. Craig,

not knowing that there's tangos
on target wearing VIP passes

to the 72 Club.

So if one tango had a vest on,

can't we expect that others did, too?

- Room didn't blow itself up.
- Yeah,

it tracks for me that a tango
in the room was strapped.

All right, so we know that
the enemy was in trouble.

He panics and clacks off his vest.

Clears the team.
Ray, you good with that?

As much as I'd like to tie
a bow on around all of this,

we were dodging lead;
I never saw a vest.

Just because you can't prove it

doesn't mean that it didn't happen.

Sonny,

what'd you see?

Well, with this new
intel on the-on the vest,

I've changed my perspective.

That tango was wearing
a pretty baggy jacket.

Pretty hot to be bundled up.

Could be concealing explosives.

Sonny, you'll go on
record that you saw a vest?

Indeed I will.

This seems pretty open
and shut to me, man.

All right, we're good, then.
Get some rest.

Thank you, 'cause I need to
go sleep off this Caracas,

take some more Imodium.

Sonny, you don't have to
worry about Montezuma anymore.

Oh, that's exactly what
he wants you to think.

The boys just wrapped up their AAR.

Seems Dr. Craig was killed by an S-vest.

I realize that doesn't
make it any easier, Mandy.

Uh, vests are an
escalation in these parts,

but it tracks with Hezbollah's tactics.

But S-vests are usually
used as offensive weapons...

Something on your mind, Ensign?

I'm good with Bravo's conclusion.

I'm gonna get something
for this headache.

Oh, dear.

Still feeling the effects

of playing Alamo when the Havoc got hit?

Oh. Listen.

We're just... lucky we all made it out.

You know, being on the other side,
and hearing your friends

are in the line of fire, well...

you really changed my perspective

of what you must go through.

Well, Sonny,

I'm glad it took me
almost getting killed

to reveal your sympathy gene.

Oh, you know.

You gonna document
that bell getting rung?

Come on, Sonny. It's nothing.

I've never seen you
report a head injury.

That's 'cause the
contents inside my head

are far less valuable than
the contents in your head.

- Okay.
- Okay? Just-just put it in your jacket.

Look, you don't want to be
kicking yourself years from now

because you didn't take my
advice about your health.

Well, listening to you is
usually bad for my health.

Oh, okay. Okay.

Hey.

You got eyes on that S-vest
in that room with Dr. Craig?

I told you what I saw.

What, my answer ain't
good enough for you?

Just... seems off.

Okay. Bravo found the answer.

Not your concern. Turn the page.

I'm just trying to clear up some
things that aren't tracking.

What's not tracking?

What's spinning in that
head of yours, Davis?

Oh, nothing. Just... we're good.

- Hmm.
- Hey, we're not doing the team any favors

if we're making a bad call here.
What's-what's up?

Listen, can we all
please just stop playing

Monday morning quarterback,
have a couple beers,

and enjoy this long-ass flight home?

- An innocent man is dead, Sonny.
- Hmm.

All right? Let's put all
our cards on the table.

What's bothering you?

It's not Hezbollah's MO

to kill hostages that
have value to them.

And it's very rare for them

to use suicide bombs
as defensive measures.

If there was an S-vest in
the room with Dr. Craig,

then why wasn't there one with Dr. Kay?

Look, we ain't fighting
Hezbollah cyborgs

that all fight the same.

You're turning it into
s-some sort of math equation.

One plus one does not add up
to jack in combat, guys.

Well, Sonny's right.
Look, we're overthinking this.

I'm sorry that I said anything, Ray.

Mm.

That entry was hell,

and somehow you saw an S-vest?

Command wants an answer.

I'm gonna give them one.

But we're looking for the truth, Sonny.

If you saw a vest, why the hell
didn't you yell "avalanche"?

It was all moving pretty fast.

And without knowing Clay's half of it,

didn't make a whole lot
of sense in the moment.

I love you to death, brother, and I know

you'll do anything to keep
our asses out of the fire.

Yeah, that's what
the brotherhood's about.

Yeah, but the brotherhood's

also about being
truthful with each other.

Do yourself a favor, Ray.

Stop being a martyr.

Put your ass to bed.

Did you see a vest or not, Sonny?

On me.

Nothing you say or do
can bring Dr. Craig back.

Did you see a vest?

No, both tangos were in T-shirts,

and neither were rigged to blow.

Damn it, Sonny! You know you can get

your ass in a fire for lying like this.

Yeah, I just wanted to
close the hatch and move on.

The number-one rule in a kill house,

number-one rule in a hostage rescue is

the hostage cannot die.

Bravo needs to know what went wrong.

Dead hostages is as serious
as the business end of a .45.

Career ender if somebody
wants to make a mess of it.

And no good will come
of it we dig any deeper.

So move on.

I'm waking everyone up.
We need to get to the truth.

Wake up.

What do you mean there was
no S-vest, all right?

Clay put a guy down right
before he clacked one off.

Yep. Dude, I'm telling you,
this guy was 100%

wearing an S-vest, there's no doubt.

And then Sonny confirmed
seeing one in Dr. Craig's room.

That's not how it went down.

How'd it go down?

Tell him, Sonny.

- I might have misremembered.
- Misremembered?

What, are you trying to get
us and the team jammed up?

Look, the only truth is,

is that Dr. Craig is dead.
Okay? Don't matter

if it's an AK, PKM or a vest.
He died in combat.

That doesn't work for the brass, Sonny.

If the brass can't accept
the way the war's fought,

maybe they should stop
sending us in there to fight.

We gotta keep at it. Okay?

Not for the cake eaters,
but for Dr. Craig.

Gotta work from the outside in.

I was external,

working C2.

Bravo 2, this is 1. Radio check.

Bravo 2, this is 1. Radio check.

Wait a minute, you heard two explosions?

One on the heels of the other.
Very distinct.

Could have been a
sympathetic detonation.

Crashes cause fires all the time.

I mean, if there was any
accelerant in that room,

a crash could have set it off.

Okay, well, it's possible.

Anybody see any explosives, ammo crates?

Yeah, I-I might have seen some.

We were on the south side
of the target building

going down the hallway.

Sonny, on me.

You're saying that you saw
fuel being stored in the room?

- The same room as the hostages?
- Two cannisters.

What, am I supposed
to believe you this time?

I swear on my Grandninny's grave.

No, no, he-he's telling the truth,

because I saw the generator
in the other room.

The genny probably runs on diesel.

You know what,
I felt the explosion outside.

It was, uh, it was huge.
It definitely had a...

serious concussive force.

That-that fuel would
have to be sitting there

just exposed, emitting vapors

for it to light off from that crash.

Well, I don't think that
these guys are concerned

with following procedures.

- It's improbable, but not impossible.
- Sonny,

what side of the room were the drums on?

Right side.

I threw the crash all the way
into the left side of the room.

There's no way it was
the fuel that exploded.

Okay, so what, the room
just spontaneously combusted?

Entire room blew up
into a bunch of toothpicks.

There's no way that Ray's
flash-crash did that.

All right, look, you know what,
we're looking too hard at ourselves.

What if... Did we miss
anything in the clearance?

The enemy has a say in the fight.

We didn't encounter any unknowns,

and anybody we saw with a weapon

we put down on our way to the hostages.

All right, Clay,
what happened after the S-vest blew?

Look, man,
I can't see how we missed anyone.

The target was pretty straightforward

after the S-vest blew.

We ended up with a hot hallway.

All stations, this is Bravo 6.
We have S-vests on target.

I say again...

He's either reloading,
or I laced one in there.

Only one way to find out.

Nice shooting.

We heard the blast right after

we confirmed our shooter dead.

So what do you say, Vic Jagger?

Huh? You have enough time to
put your dance partner down

before he pulled the pin?

Well, after he squirted,
I pressed forward

to a barricade while engaging.

Any chance you left him injured?

No way. Five rounds, center mass.

Stitched him up hard.

It sounds like any enemy we engaged,

they're all accounted for.

Yeah, well, there goes that theory.

I'm out of ideas.

Well, there ain't no
Zapruder film to help us.

All we have is a known unknown.

So all we can confirm is...

is that I threw the crash,
and the room exploded... right?

Keep at it.

Work the problem.

Hey... what's going on?

I always carry two crashes
and one homewrecker.

But when we re-orged,
we were in such a rush,

I don't remember what I grabbed.

You grabbed what you usually grab, Ray.

Yeah.

- That's what I'm afraid of.
- Why?

I'm looking through my gear, and...

I only see one crash.

I have no idea what I went
through that door with.

They're both cylindrical,

- similar in size...
- Stop, stop, stop.

Don't go there, man. All right?

Look, there's no way you
make that rookie mistake.

There's no other explanation, J.

There's something we're
not seeing right now.

So... relax.

It's staring us right in the face.

I threw a damn homewrecker,
and I blew up the room.

I killed Dr. Craig.

So, um... Ray thinks he
knows what caused the blast.

Let me guess.

Cerberus got into the cheese again.

Boom.

He thinks he threw a homewrecker.

- Instead of his crash?
- Yeah.

Nah.

No, there's no way in hell Ray
would do something like that.

Yeah, well, you know what?

I tried to convince him of that,
but he-he thinks he did.

I hate to say it, but it tracks
with the size of the blast.

No. There's no way, man.

I'm not buying it.

What happens to Ray if it's true?

Toss a homewrecker

in a room with a hostage?

I mean, it's a career ender, right?

Yeah.

Done. It's over.

Whiskey.

Tango.

- Foxtrot.
- That doesn't make any sense, man.

I mean, Ray sets the bar.

That kind of thing isn't supposed...

Those types of mistakes don't happen.

Operators get hurt.

Killed. Retire, whatever.

But getting your Trident pulled?

- Brutal way to go out.
- Yeah, I'd rather suck start my own secondary

than have Ray kicked off Command.

- We got to do something.
- Damn straight we do.

We're going shields up.

Old-school teams.

Burning a great team guy

ain't ever gonna bring Dr. Craig
back from the dead.

Ever.

So we're gonna do everything

in our damn power to make sure
we keep Ray out of the fire.

Yeah. Get our stories straight,

hold fast, weather the storm.

I'm in.

All we can do.

I shouldn't have cut things so close.

I pushed too hard to get Dr. Craig.

Eh, you were just looking
out for your asset.

I should've been looking out for Bravo.

I should've canked the op.

I manipulated Dr. Craig.

I leveraged him to collect Intel for me.

I pushed him to stay longer
than he thought was safe.

I used every tool in my
toolkit to exploit him...

and he's dead
because he trusted me.

Now I've taken Ray down, too.

And for what?

Like any of this is
gonna make a difference.

You know, I'm not afraid to get shot.

Not afraid to get killed.

But what scares the hell out
of me is letting my team down.

I did that.

I set up my team to fail,

and Ray is paying the price.

Okay, so,

we've got S-vests,
we've got demolition on target,

and we've got an unknown number
of external enemy forces.

Muddy the waters, keep it chaotic

so no one knows what the hell happened.

Yeah.

Just need to convince Ray to stay quiet

about his homewrecker theory.

And which one of you gonna do that?

Ray,

just let us cover for you, man.

You mean lie.

It's not lying.

We just won't paint the full picture.

It's not worth nuking your career over.

Have any of you been
reading the paper lately?

Every other week there's a
new story about the teams.

Abusing prisoners, drug scandals,

frogmen getting accused of war crimes.

There's bad apples in every bunch, Ray,

and you ain't one of them.

And I won't let it be you, either.

This is how those incidents start.

Right here, right now.

Bravo spins out some lie about a hostage

getting killed and gets caught?

That's front-page news
that'll get you all drummed

out of the damn Navy.

We're not asking you to lie.

I know what you're asking me to do.

And I love you for it.

But if you sacrifice your
honor out of loyalty to me,

our Tridents don't mean a damn thing.

Stop it.

Ray.

Ray, hey. Hey, come on, man.

You deserve better than this.

Deserve what I deserve.

All right, I hate to be the one

to do this,
but we need to take a step back

from the Senior Chief
Perry issue and focus on

on what we did and didn't
do right during the op.

We're all gonna have
to debrief the Command.

Reps from Langley are already
waiting in Virginia Beach.

Yeah.

If we had successfully
rescued Dr. Craig,

none of this would be an issue,

but the failure added to
the fact that we ran an op

without ISR overwatch or comms

is gonna open us up to a
whole lot of questions.

Now, when exactly did we
shut down comms with Bravo?

Davis.

I-I shut the link when
we left the clinic.

And that's when we
pulled ISR off target?

I'm gonna have to check, sir.

Uh, it's a little fuzzy.

Okay, we'll pull up the logs
and check the time stamps.

I can't remember what I did.

You were concussed. It's okay.

I'll figure out when ISR left target.

If there was ISR over target,

this could make things
a lot worse for Ray.

If that footage exists,

it can't see the light of day.

You're making a mistake, Ray.

No, Sonny, I made a mistake.

What the hell's wrong with you, man?

Huh?

You think you're better
than all of us? That it?

Hell no.

Just that the teams need
to be better than this.

When you pull your foot
out of a bucket of water,

it don't leave a hole.

Goes right back in.

But not this time, Ray, you...

We can't replace you.

You guys will be fine.

You know, people always ask me
why it is that I-I do this job.

And it ain't about the fighting,
it ain't about the brotherhood.

It's about you, it's about Clay,
it's about Jason,

together, brotherhood,
doing what we do best.

And-and you take that away, and...

Ray, I don't know what the
point of all this is, then.

We all got a line we can't cross, Sonny.

This one's mine.

Nobody wins here, Ray.

What, this truth just suddenly makes up

for 18 years of warfare?

I couldn't ask for a
more loyal teammate.

And there's nobody I'd
rather have backing me up.

But this is my decision.

So back me up on it.

Wait, Ray, you don't,
you don't have to do this, okay?

Sonny's right, it's just war.
I've seen way worse swept under the rug.

If I let you all lie for me,

then I fail in the role

that's been handed to me by the team.

If I let the brotherhood's
loyalty sacrifice our honor,

then I don't deserve to be here.

And if I have to leave to
preserve Bravo's dignity...

young brother, so be it.

On our final approach.

We'll be on the ground in ten minutes.

Go.

Master Chief Hayes.

Have your team get their uniforms on.

Command is standing by,
ready for your debrief.

A serious explanation is in order here.

Yes, sir.

All right, let's go. Let's dejock.

Meet everybody in the team room.
Let's move.

Everything changes the
moment I walk off this plane.

Look, Ray, you know what?

I should never have gone
after Dr. Craig. It was...

Bravo was too deep in
the red and I pressed it.

Shots down range.
We did our best, just like we always do.

Yeah.

Uh, you know what, you went warrant,

you went warrant for me and Bravo,

and this is how I repay you?

No easy day. You...

Just so happened
my number was up, right?

Not your fault.

The team, man, rolling with you,

have been the best
damn years of my life.

Want you to know,
I'm-I'm gonna go to Command,

I'm gonna do everything that I can to...

to keep you out of
their crosshairs, all right?

Anything I can.

You know what,
sometimes I wish I could rip my eyes

out of my head so that Naima
see through them, you know?

See all the stuff I've seen,
the things I've done.

But she'll never really know.

No matter how hard I try, no...

no one's ever gonna...

no one's ever gonna understand
all of this, you know?

- Except my teammates.
- Yeah.

My brothers.

I don't know what life
looks like without...

without that connection, you know?
That bond.

Yeah.

I love my family,

but without Bravo, I...

I'll walk through this life alone.

Trident or no Trident,
we're always gonna be brothers, Ray.

Always gonna be brothers.

Never gonna change. All right?

Come on. Let's go.

Gentlemen... before Jason

gives his AAR to the Command,
just want to make sure

that you're all on the same page.

You know we are.

Just rip the Band-Aid off already.

So you all support the idea

that Ray threw the offensive grenade

in the room with the hostage.

You know I've been
through all this, stop,

stop twisting the knife.

Ensign Davis, Agent Ellis

have something to show you.

In the chaos leaving Caracas,

we didn't realize we
had ISR over the target

during the op.

What the hell?

It appears as though someone
threw something from the outside

into the room where Dr. Craig was held.

So you're telling me that
that caused the explosion?

So who did it?

Let me see a second here. Ray, and, uh,

and Sonny,
you're inside the second hallway.

Yeah. Right? Clay and Trent,

you were clearing the hot hallway,
that leaves Vic...

Vic... you killed
the tango on that stairwell.

Yeah. Right next to where
they were holding Dr. Craig.

You want to tell us what happened, Vic?

Don't leave anything out this time.

I've... I've got heavy fire!

Bravo 1, this is 7.

Ray! Dr. Craig is down!

Bravo 1, this is Bravo 2.

We have one hotel kilo!

We should string you up, kid.

You were gonna let Ray hang.

Coward! Come here!

Come here!

So Ray convinces Jason to draft you.

Sits around,
listens to your BS little sob stories,

and this is how you repay him?

All my times on the teams,

I've never seen anything like this, Vic.

I'll let Command know
that we have an answer.

This is ugly.

But probably a justified action,

given that Vic did not know
Dr. Craig was in that room.

I'll leave you to sort out the rest.

What do you have to say for yourself?

No lies.

Look...

I knew there were vests on target.

But I didn't have an
angle on the shooter.

I had to do something.

And I didn't know Dr.
Craig was in the room.

So I threw a homewrecker.

Throwing a homewrecker's
the least of your worries.

You left Ray hanging in the wind.

To take the heat on a career ender.

No. When the S-vest theory took shape,

it seemed like nobody would get blamed.

- But things spiraled...
- Spiraled?

Spiraled?

You buried the one man

who brought you onto Bravo.

Get out.

- N-No, I...
- Get. Out.

Get out.

Stand by outside.

What the hell are we gonna
do with this kid, huh?

I got a shovel and a
bag of lye in my car.

Death's the easy way out.

Kid's gonna have to
live with this shame.

We've got to punish him somehow.

Question is...
how severe the penalty should be.

Always knew this kid was shady, man.

Blue Falcon finally exposed
himself for who he really is.

Letting Ray think
he killed Dr. Craig is unforgiveable.

We got to take his bird, right?

18 years on the team,

I've never had to rip a Trident off.

Kid's roadkill.

My biggest fear is losing Bravo.

He ain't ever gonna shake that.

I just had to live with the
thought of losing Bravo.

I... I don't wish it on anyone.

I mean, do, do we have to kick
him off the team for good?

I mean, what other punishments exist?

Bust him down a rank.

Can't get much lower than new guy.

Send him to the fleet
for a disciplinary review?

Or he could do, uh,
the marine mammal program.

In about a year, he'd be back
on Bravo if he redeems himself.

How-how can you possibly redeem
yourself after something like this?

This isn't fog of war, man,
this is, this is a guy putting himself

ahead of the team.

All right, look, you know what, Ray?

He stuck a knife in your back.

You're gonna have to make the call.

Trent? Go get Vic. Bring him in.

I should have owned up to what I did.

But I never intended for Ray
to take the fall for this.

You have a funny way of showing that.

Yeah, you were gonna let Ray wear it

- till that ISR footage showed up.
- You're right.

Ray's a great man.

A better mentor and
the perfect teammate.

He deserved better.

You ain't here to sell us on Ray.

Your ass is on the line right now.

Bravo's given me family

and a sense of belonging
that I've been looking for

my whole life.

When I heard that Dr. Craig
was dead because of me...

I figured I'd lose my brothers, too,

if I took the fall.

What, so you were okay with
letting Ray lose his brothers instead?

I panicked.

Made the worst decision of my life.

I don't deserve
to be your teammate, Ray.

And I'm sorry.

It was my fault.

I should've taught you better, kid.

You should've known this team
would've went shields up to protect you.

That's what the brotherhood's all about.

What binds us together
more than anything?

- Trust.
- That's right. That's right.

Gives us a bond that
nobody outside of this team

could possibly fathom.

It does.

You're a good man, Vic.

And you got a pure soul.

You've been counted out by this world,

and you've done your very
best to prove the world wrong.

And nobody knows more than I
do that we should not be judged

on our worst moments.

I forgive you. Come here.

Thank you, Ray. Thank you.

But I don't trust you.

I can't let my teammates go
outside the wire with you

if you don't have their backs.

No, I... I always will, okay?

Bravo's my family.

You have my word. My bond.

No...

You shattered that bond.

Your time with Bravo Team's over.

I'm sorry.

Get out.

- Hardest thing I ever had to do.
- Yeah.

Ripped away what he held
closest to his heart.

You had no choice.

Wearing the Trident, it's not a right.

It's a damn privilege.

Right.

- Come on.
- Yeah, brother.

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