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So goddamn black out there.

Pilots won't come here unless there's red and blue.

No moonlight.

Melissa was really freaked when I told her I was coming here.

Do yourself a favor, man.

Don't call home.

You're like Sergeant Rue Machine.

Fucks with his head too much to call home, right bro?

I'll call home when I'm on a bird out of this valley.

Until then, don't think about your wives.

God damn it. Fuck.

Sir?

Sir?

Is he fucking smoking hash again?

Come on, fuck.

Fuck's sake.

Black Knight X-Ray, this is Husky 2. We're one minute from bringing the boys

in and delivered with love. Roger that, Husky 2. This is X-Ray. Thanks for

making our troop whole.

Hey,

how you doing guys?

Captain? How you doing, sir?

Welcome to the dark side of the moon, gentlemen.

Good lighting, sir.

Jesus, Junker. Get your fucking hand down.

Carter?

I'll get the supplies, sir.

Hey,

new guys, bunks with the folded blankets are open. Make yourself known. Hey, you

fucking pussy.

Where am I bunking, cowgirl?

I won't ask if you won't tell. Oh, shit.

You can have tricks from the locals. Good to see you, buddy.

You smell like a bag of dicks. Well, I thought that was the musk you like.

Hey, not that one, Cherry.

That's Liebert's. Find a different bunk.

Who's Liebert?

What the fuck, man? Hey, show some respect, goddammit. Whose library?

Fuck you is who he is. Put that down.

Go grab your bunk right there.

Grab your goddamn bunk. There's no way I'm going underneath you unless it's

fucking made out of titanium.

You understand?

You don't know what muscle looks like, boy.

Yeah, fuck you, too.

Come here, man.

Give me a fucking hug. Hey, you can't move the castle diagonally. I'm your

superior. I can move it however the fuck I like.

That's what I'm saying. I don't think I stand a chance.

At least we have a garden. A real garden of Eden. God, this shit, man.

Look at this place.

Yeah, the Taliban have a nice fucking view of us, don't they?

Fuck me, man.

Fucking retarded, I know.

They usually come up that draw on the backside, take a few fucking shots, and

then just, like, get the hell out.

Aren't we supposed to be on top of the mountain to win this thing?

Don't be logical, scusa. Yeah, let's get moving.

This is a joke, right?

Not funny, ha-ha.

It's more like a black comedy.

Shit, I love getting fucked in this shit bowl.

Man, we're not fucked.

Maybe this place is like an opportunity, you know? Yeah, how do we protect this

piece of shit?

Better question would be why.

I mean, boys, like they say, freedom ain't free.

Sit and fucking duck.

Good morning.

Get it, Mark.

Oh, shit.

Yeah, it must be the honkies.

Heard someone talking about freedom. Speaking of a black comedy.

Already at it, huh? Oh, yeah.

Working on a beast. This big motherfucker right here.

How'd it get out here?

Some criminal in Tlalibat had something to prove.

Brought this big motherfucker over here through these shitty-ass roads.

Yeah, risked life and limb, but just not his own. Fucking officers.

Heard that story before.

Yeah, it's a tally's favorite target.

They take at least one shot at it every day.

Hey, leave that dog alone!

What the fuck was that?

The dog, it has fleas. Yeah, we all have fucking fleas. It doesn't mean you gotta

fucking kill it. Motherfucker!

You see him, man? I see him!

Come on, you motherfuckers!

Asshole! Fucking watch it, fucking young bird!

What do we got?

Sir, we got RPGs from the Olive Garden and a fuckload of rifle fire.

Damn.

Bondi won again, huh?

I'm fucking out, bro. What?

I only brought my son about. Mace, we need more 240.

Give me that 240, Mace. This is our last suit. We need more ammo. Over.

Let's show him some love with the 120s.

We'll eat Pete.

It's barely coming in.

Can I help you, Carter?

What the fuck you doing with my 240?

What the fuck you mean? Where the fuck is my 240 ammo, man?

It makes a hell of an ass too. You got a bullshit. I said 240. Forget my fucking

ammo, man. What did you say?

Stop talking to me. Stop talking to me. Get the fuck out of here.

Go. Go.

You didn't do your fucking job.

This is X-Ray. CO wants you to put some 120s in the Olive Garden. I say again,

120s in the Olive Garden. Over. Thompson, we got Olive Garden, baby.

Where the fuck you going?

Hey, cease fire!

We got him. Woo!

Good job, fellas.

Oh, here you go.

Hey, baby. Well, that really blew some minds.

Damn, that's cold, bro.

Too soon. Puerto Ricoville saves the day again.

Red 2, end of mission. Target destroyed.

Thank you for your service, D-Rod and Thompson.

Oh,

man, that was the shit, man.

I got it all. You wait till you see this footage, boys.

Goddamn.

Listen to me, Younger. Fuck.

If you ever fucking fire a weapon at me that close again, then I'll fucking kill

you myself.

Diego. Fucking understand me? Diego.

Fuck you, Younger.

You okay, Younger? I'm fine. You good, man? Goddamn cherry shoots over my

fucking head. Younger. All right, guys. What? He could have fucking killed me.

Get up.

Get up.

What are you, his mother now, Roe?

We're all in lessons out here. Leave that fucker in the dirt. You're doing

good, kid. I'm cool, Sergeant. I'm cool. We're cool, Younger.

Ah, check it out, Mace. Here comes my fucking 240 ammo.

Typical Carter.

What a fucking day. Is that it?

Is that all?

You can't argue and fight at the same time.

What? You can't argue and fight at the same time.

Don't do it again.

It's not gonna work that way. Get back here.

Go to parade rest.

Repeat after me.

I will not argue and fight at the same time.

I will not argue and fight at the same time.

Sound off this time.

I will not argue. Sound off. I will not argue. Let's not ruin a beautiful

morning, gentlemen.

And fight.

Thank you for your service, son.

It's the same town.

Fuck!

Fucking move!

You're gonna be okay. You're gonna be okay. You're gonna be okay.

Jacobs, come on.

Stay with us, pal.

Doc, what do you need? Just keep everyone back.

Hey, Jacobs, you're gonna be all right. I'm gonna need a fucking litter!

I lost two of my brothers back home.

Fucking gangbanging.

It looked fucking like that.

I told you this place is a shithole.

Yeah.

Well, it's ours now.

I'm coming, I'm coming!

Jesus, what the fuck happened?

Motherfuckers. Hey, what do you need?

Hey, take this. I... Saw you, Larson.

My bad.

Jacobs got out of surgery okay.

They even say he's gonna fucking come back here.

Oh, shit, man. That guy lost half his fucking face.

Out. That's fucking unbelievable.

There's no way I thought he'd be back out here after that shit.

Jacobs is a squared-away dude, man.

Squared away ain't got nothing to do with the handballs. You're a cherry.

You're a private. You don't know. Fenty was squared away. Fritchie was squared

away. Snail.

You're Snail.

Snail was one of the best soldiers we knew.

And just like that, he was shot in the face in Iraq.

Out of nowhere.

Yeah.

Doesn't matter what kind of soldier you are.

Good, bad.

As far as I'm concerned.

We all stay alive out here.

We win. You guys got any extra charges for the shitters?

By the Whack Shack, man, there's an ammo can full of them. Take them all.

Jesus, call the prayer.

Five times a fucking day, man.

Bro, you in or you out?

I'll play for him.

I'll take two.

Smoking hash in the answer.

There's only 54 of us, that's it.

We all count on each other.

You being high out there endangers all of us.

It's not gonna happen again, sir.

You're not the only one who came here with substance abuse issues.

You're the only one who persists.

I should kick you out of here. I don't have a substance abuse issue. Yes, you

do.

You do?

I'm busting you down in private and you're burning shit until I tell you to

stop.

One more chance, okay?

You're dismissed.

Thank you, sir.

Good evening, sir.

Maybe you should forfeit some pay.

Pay don't mean anything to these guys out here.

You take away their free time, it's like being in prison.

Okay, guys.

Hey, hey, listen up.

Hello?

Is this thing working?

Yes, sir. Loud and clear.

The army made it. Nope.

Is this everybody?

Yes, sir.

Okay.

Look.

We're making great progress here in Kamdash.

But we still got a lot of work to do.

Our outpost, still a target of insurgents.

Okay, see, I didn't notice.

So how do we do our jobs and stay safe?

We need to keep a good relationship with the locals.

Respect keeps us safe.

So call for another shura.

The lead elders in the valley will attend.

They will bring some of the younger men with them.

Probably some of those assholes been shooting at us.

I will continue to speak softly in

the valley, offering more projects and handshakes.

And in the other hand, I will carry all of you like a big fucking stick.

Fuck yeah, sir.

Sir, I'm afraid you don't have a big enough stick.

That's right.

All right.

With your shield or on it? With your shield, sir.

Let's go.

Yes, sir.

You boys are joining me.

Sir, some of those dudes are armed. I noticed.

So there is a price on your head.

That's why you're joining me.

Keep your alien invader costumes on.

Fuck a cigarette.

Sorry, Dad.

He says, why have you come?

He says, you have been here for 40 years. No, no. No, no.

That was the Russians.

We're American.

American.

They really not understand this, and they're just fucking with me.

Sir.

It's 5-5-6. It's one of our bullets.

Our job is to separate the Taliban and the ordinary people. We do that, the

ordinary people won't get caught in the crossfire.

I can give you money, contracts,

projects, if you help me.

You know what this means?

This man fired his rifle yesterday. We were attacked yesterday.

I must report the attack on my outpost.

I will lose honor.

My elders.

I can regain my honor in two ways.

One way is for all of you to lay down your arms and watch as your

communities flourish with the help of the United States and Allah.

And what is the other way?

Why get into such ugliness?

And of course, the United States will compensate anyone.

Lays down their arms.

Sir, these dudes shot at us yesterday. You want to let them go?

Yes, I do.

Manana.

Manana.

Manana.

Manana.

Manana.

Manana. You are a good guest.

We will call you Ahmad.

Highly praised one.

No, no, no.

Love you.

Love you.

Come on, would you stop talking? Love you.

Love you.

Love you. If you don't say it like you mean it, you'll be there all night. I

love you.

Louder. I love you.

Holy shit, Raze, what the fuck?

Fuck you.

Doing this gives you fucking cancer.

Cancer?

You fucking serious?

Who knows what these assholes are shitting at?

Could you stop while I've got my fucking face in it?

Shit detail is the Agent Orange of the day.

Just stop talking, man.

Doing this should be against UCMJ.

Oh, this shit gives you cancer.

Fucking kills you.

That's so funny, Carter. Hey, this ain't no fucking laughing matter, man.

Did you think it's cancer that's going to kill you?

Yeah, he fucking got you there, Mace. It'd have you to make it, fella.

What's that?

Late as always.

I was picking up charges for more Doritos, asshole.

Well, I'm fucking done here, man.

I've seen the pictures, bro. She's a classy lady.

They've been making the rounds. Classy?

What the fuck? They're good, man. Shit.

Look, fuck it anyway.

I'm remarrying the woman I divorced.

And she's pregnant by some other fucking dude.

Yeah, well, have fun with that, buddy.

I'm gonna raise the kid like they're my own.

Great idea.

Huh. Never really took you for the same type there, Gallegos.

Love is love, Hart.

Love is fucking love.

Oh, yeah.

There he is. Coming lights, right? Oh, thanks.

Mala. These are not chemo lights.

Not so tough with that night vision, huh?

I can smell Mace coming, man. Hey,

Mace.

Yeah, Sergeant?

Trying to wake up all the fucking nurses staying here? Sorry, Sergeant.

You smell like dog shit, Mace. Thank you, Sergeant.

I love you. I love you.

I love you. Love is in the air.

That's good.

Oh, shit.

God damn, Mace.

Picture you more of like a name tag kind of guy. Like a waitress. I was a Home

Depot salesman.

Is that before or after you got kicked out of the Marines?

Here you go, buddy. Oh, thanks.

I didn't get kicked out of the Marines, Sergeant.

I got demoted for fighting.

I had a little bit of a temper problem back then, so I got out.

So you took your Marine skills to Home Depot?

No.

Then I was a cook at Danny's.

I was a lumberjack projectionist at my local theater.

And then I was a sales associate at Home Depot, but only at Christmas time,

Sergeant.

After that, I cleaned, helped take care of the elderly, worked on cars for a

little while as a mechanic.

Not certified, but still a fucking mechanic.

Then I was a barnacle sweeper for a small period of time. After that, I was

lugging around hot tubs.

different houses, but we called them hot tub transporters.

And then the army took me. I love you.

You're in this guy?

Why don't we not stand next to him in the middle of a firefight?

I love you. Excuse me, Sergeant?

You heard me, Carter.

Okay, okay, we're gonna settle this mini-me Gary Coleman argument once and

for all.

And, uh, no temper problem now.

Carter?

I love you.

Touch glove, make love. Come on, boys.

You boys are real calm until you get some shrapnel stuck in your ass. How

much longer is it going to be?

Hey, Scusa.

Two minutes, man.

Hugs and kisses are the business. Come on.

No, no, no. They love it. Hey, Scusa. Yo, I want to see one of your wife in

costume, man. That's fucking broke, man.

Hey, you know what?

Jesus! Fuck! Hey!

Get the fucking car, okay? Let's get going.

Tree top, tree top. Shit, shit.

Damn.

On me, on me. Fuck is he?

Younger? This better be a fucking joke. Yeah? Give me that fucking photo, you

son of a fucker.

Get out of here. You dirty bastard.

You took it off to my fucking wife?

Get the fuck down here.

Are you fucking kidding me? I'm sorry. Get the fuck down.

Younger. You were beating your dick to his wife. Say you're fucking sorry.

Start pushing. I'm sorry, Olivia.

I'm sorry, Olivia.

Huh? I'm sorry.

It's Mrs.

Hart. I'm sorry, Mrs. Hart.

Are you fucking kidding me?

Loud and clear.

Loud and fucking clear.

What's up, sir?

Boss wants us to move that damn LMTV back to Narae.

Seriously? Why?

I guess they need it. It's bullshit.

Sir, that thing is way too big to navigate these shit-ass roads. Well, it

got hit somehow.

Everybody who brought that monster over here was almost killed. The roads are

too small.

It's more dangerous than the goddamn Taliban, especially after the rain, sir.

You know, I'm close with the CSM over there. I could reach out.

Guys,

Raz gave us a mission.

We're gonna deliver like we always do.

All right.

Who are we gonna get to drive it?

Sir, are you sure you wouldn't rather have one of the enlisted men behind the

wheel? You can't always have all the fun, Bundy.

You're in command now.

Please, try not to invade Pakistan or something.

I'll do my best, sir.

Please be careful, sir.

Captain Keaton, sir.

Wicked, Red 5 Delta. Go ahead.

Don't make a little room, Sergeant. This is Red 5 Delta.

Sir, I just had a thought.

Shouldn't Gallegos be driving the truck?

I mean, that's how he got his whole family across the border.

Over.

Oh boy, here it comes, mate. Bitch.

A good fucking for that white boy.

But you're freaking as my father-in-law.

It's going to take them all night just to travel 13 fucking miles, man.

Fucked up, sir.

Yes, it is, Kirk. Yes, it is fucked up.

Captain, the bees eat through the sugar in just a few days. It's a time-release

barrier, so the bees get used to the queen's pheromones and don't kill her.

I wouldn't touch anybody else's fucking honey except my own.

There, I thought we'd run out of things to talk about.

Don't worry, I got it, Sergeant.

Trust you, sir.

Just hug these walls.

That's a good idea, sir.

Maybe this is not for you to call home, bro.

No, no, I call home and all I end up doing is lying.

What's the point in that?

How about you, sir? You call home?

Parents, my fiancee, here all the time.

How about you, Carter?

Oh, nobody wants to hear from me, sir.

I don't doubt that's true.

You don't know my ex-wife.

Look, I'm proud to be here.

You get it?

I'll see you.

They're going to win by getting their hearts and minds.

Yeah, we want their hearts and minds, and they want our blood and guts, right?

Red 2, this is X-Ray. We got a Reaper on station in your vicinity picking up

another hotspot 200 meters ahead.

Advise, proceed with caution.

We'll go check it out, sir.

What is that?

It looks...

It's a chicken. A chicken?

Just a dead chicken. Come on through.

You know, Sergeant, I used to be a Mormon, too.

I was raised as one, anyways.

Not sure it's gonna make us friends, Carter.

I don't need friends, Sergeant.

At least not these guys.

I got news for you.

These guys are probably the best you're ever gonna do.

Yeah, I don't, uh... I don't know about that.

All this frat boy shit and the joking around.

Got their fucking dicks in their hands.

This is not the place for it, Sergeant.

Marines would never go for what happens around here, you know that.

Yeah, yeah, I remember.

You're a Marine, yeah.

Guys, what's the holdup, huh?

Come on through.

Look, I'm sick of your shit, okay?

You want to know why no one likes you?

It's because you're always the odd man out. You're always on the fucking

sidelines. Even if it is frat boy shit.

Larson's right.

Nobody knows if they can trust you.

What? Move.

Watch it, ladies.

Shit.

Hunter! Carter!

What's wrong with you?

I'm okay.

Fuck.

You know what sides I don't care about, Smith.

Fuck!

Fuck! Fuck!

Guys, what the fuck was that, man? Six is down.

We need ropes and a litter ASAP.

Rostick, Wostick, we need immediate med back. Six is down.

We'll get it on TV, man. I'm off a click.

Fuck. That's a good copy. Rating is all about...

God, please watch over him and grant him passage into the next life.

Amen.

All right, guys.

Back to work.

Pledge allegiance to your pussy.

Time's almost up, Grip.

Specialist?

Is that how Mama taught you to wear panties?

Griffin, this is your new commander, Captain Yeskus.

How you doing, sir?

Sir, those were Maria Kurilenko's tennis stars. She sent them as a gift, if you

can believe that.

Is that right?

Yeah, well, who needs Toby Keith when you can fucking sniff those? Yeah, we're

a little short on recreation around here. Chris Cordova. Rob Yeskus. Nice to

meet you. And this is Doc Corville.

Good to meet you, sir.

Griffin. Helmed with his bags.

Uh, yes, sir. Thanks.

Did you ever think we were enemies with the Russians?

Guess the guys come in here a lot for these, huh?

That and the working internet.

Sometimes.

What do you guys deal with here mostly?

It's mostly aid to the locals.

Good shot wounds when the assholes are firing at us.

You guys got a Moscow plan?

It's not fucking good.

Got this room for two.

Cafe outside for two.

Can't refrigerate blood. Once we drop the nine line, it's almost two hours

before we get any helos in here from medevacs.

All right, what can I do?

I can close this damn place down.

Amen to that.

Over here are ANA troops.

And in the back is our mortar bed.

Sir? Oh, Lockheed.

He's our ANA trainer.

Nice to meet you. Nice to meet you. I'm your coalition force from Lockheed, sir.

How are the ANA soldiers?

All of them are okay.

When I can get them off with their asses.

Six countries don't have the best reputation, sir. All right.

It's your chance to put your leadership on display.

Brace to suck.

Brace to suck?

Like I was saying, our mortar pit.

Those guys, Thompson, Rodriguez, Breeding, they really save our asses,

sir. That so?

Yeah.

That's all. Numbers and angles.

Mortars are the only thing that reach that ridgeline.

Without them, we're fucked.

Hey, brother Roe.

Oh, perfect. Kirk.

Yeah? He's one of our best team leaders, sir.

Me, Captain Yescus.

Nice to meet you. Sir, wish we didn't have to meet. I'll try to live up to all

that. Good to have you, sir.

Grab a fucking sponge, get my bag.

Yeah, fuck yourself.

Over here is our mosque.

Three times!

Come right!

Break them up, boys!

Got him!

You think the new boss is gonna make us do a fucking patrol every time they take

a pot shot at us? Never try to understand an officer, Mace.

They're a different breed.

They even fuck with lights on.

God damn it, put your bitch in, man.

This ain't so bad.

Walk with nature, walk with God, right, boys?

If God was real, then these guys wouldn't be trying to kill us every

goddamn day and Keaton would still be around here. God works in mysterious

ways, Sergeant.

Yeah, so I guess God's plan is our chaos then, huh? Jesus fucking Christ, man.

What you looking at, Sergeant?

Seeing what they see.

Is that real?

Dead Americans?

Goddamn, you're a fucking buzz killer, man.

Anyway, every time they take a pot shot at us, they're figuring us out.

When the big one comes,

they'll have us dialed in.

Dan, how would you do it if you were them?

What?

How would you do it if you were them?

Well, first I'd knock out our mortar pit.

Without that, we're fucked.

Then I'd start hammering our stand-to trucks, armored Humvees, especially

Alras II.

That protects our mortars.

Take out our ammo depot so we can't resupply.

And I'd hit our generator.

Effectively kill our comms.

And then I'd start sending fighters on the switchbacks.

It'd be a race.

to get inside the wire before our support.

Yeah, but even that can take a few hours.

The V1s come all the way from fucking Qatar.

Yeah, that's right, Carter.

Yeah.

Hey, get inside our camp, take our ECP, divide us in half.

Pretty much then we're fucked.

God damn it, Rome.

We're the fuck pissed in your Cheerios.

Well, sorry, pal, but that's life at Camp Keating.

You thought how we stop him, Sarge?

We don't.

There you go. I'm good.

Hey, guys, you think what fucking happened to Captain Keating made it back

to the news in the States?

The only news people give a shit about back in the States is who's fucking

Paris Hilton. Who the fuck has it?

I saw a picture of getting out of the car.

God damn it, even the fucking Hajis have seen a snatch.

Yeah, one night in Paris, Taliban best side. Oh, there you go.

God damn it.

It's a good day when God made my ass, right, sir?

You know what? Somebody's got to be fit around here before we go hand-in-hand

with these fucks. You know what I'm saying?

Tucker, you go mouth-to-mouth, this war will be over.

I'll fuck you till you love me, boy.

You just keep working on those man tits, can't you, Gus?

They're intimidated by you.

Somebody's got to win this fucking war, man.

Okay.

Let's go. Let me spot you, boy.

Let's go. Let's go.

Hey, Ro.

What's going on?

Hey.

How's it going, man?

How you doing?

Come here. Come here.

Fuck!

Warning shot!

Fuck!

Jesus Christ! Fuck where you're going, you hadji fuck!

Motherfucker. I should fucking wax you. What the fuck is going on?

What's this?

What's this?

Huh? What is this?

It's taking photos of our king, sir. What is it? Fucking kill me. The fuck is

taking photos?

Showing the enemy what we see from here.

Huh? What is this?

What is this?

Is this a gift?

Is this a gift from the Taliban?

So? Thought you'd want one?

You looking at my scars?

Yeah, you'd be fucked up too if you had a kid beating dad like my old man.

I thought he was a fucking cop.

Americans can have fucked up lives too.

I drank a whole bottle of carpet cleaner once.

I puked that up.

Couldn't go through with it.

I do have a great mom.

I should probably call her.

Did you ever see your mom?

Because of the... I'm going to sign up for Jeopardy, Thompson.

Shit me.

Sergeant.

It's called a fucking burka.

Burka, yeah.

What did he do?

Told us the elders from camp who paid him to take photos of our camp.

Probably for the fucking tally bombs.

I'll call another sheriff, find out what the fuck happened.

It is important that we find out which elders in Camus paid Nasser.

Good boy, good boy, not bad boy.

What he was doing was a red flag for us. Red flag?

A communist flag? A warning sign. Oh.

It is important that we investigate.

Your son will not be hurt.

If he is innocent, he will be back in two or three days.

He says, you broke a monarchy tax promise. You haven't paid them, and now

you steal their children, too.

This money?

It's for building the school.

We're bringing power and water to Ramul.

But now I have to hold on to this.

And so you help me.

It is an honor to be among such courageous men.

Men who love peace.

Men who want the peace to spread.

And the projects will spread.

If we all work together.

Inshallah. Inshallah.

Half the Afghan man from the last show are gone.

Yeah.

The fighting age ones.

Griffin. Come here. Sir.

You've got a good handle on this shit, right? I mean, Cherokee or something?

You're a tribe, they're a tribe.

It's Chippewa, sir.

But, uh, I didn't grow up smoking a peace pipe on the fire with my father

and the tribe welders.

But, uh, you know, I know not to piss them off.

I know that we get shot at a lot less when the villagers are happy.

That way we can focus on the mission.

You know what our mission is?

Not really, sir.

Well, we can't accomplish our mission if we can't survive.

The elders will come around.

They need us as much as we need them.

Yes, sir.

Hey, Larson, you're SOG, right?

Yeah, what's up, sir? Mohammed, come here.

Tell him exactly what you told me. As-salamu alaykum, sir. As-salam, bro.

I've just been to the village, sir. My soldiers are telling me the Taliban's

are coming on us.

Okay. The villagers are not happy, sir.

They are complaining about their money, the school, the road.

The previous show didn't go well, sir. Everything.

And I really believe, sir, this time my sources are telling me that the Taliban

are coming on us. How many are going to come on us? A lot, sir. I don't know. A

lot. You think, like, in a row or at the same time? Sir, are you laughing at me?

No, I'm not laughing. I'm sorry.

Sir, do you know what the problem is?

The British invaded us, and they didn't listen to us. They thought we were

stupid. They were crushed down. The Russians invaded us. They thought we

were stupid, and they were crushed down. And now we make the same mistakes. We

don't need a fucking history lesson, okay?

You know why we don't listen to you?

Why? Because every week you tell us the same damn thing. You're always crying.

You're always crying wolf.

Of course.

We have the Taliban surrounding us all the time. We're in the middle of

Afghanistan. We get hit every single day.

You coming in and yelling, the Taliban is coming, the Taliban is coming, just

added pressure, man. I don't need to learn about the fucking Battle of

Normandy from you.

It's cool, man. We heard you.

It's okay.

Thank you. I have a little family.

I really don't want to die. We know. And I don't want you to die as well. That's

all, sir. Thank you. We want to let you know I've done my job.

Thank you, Mohammed.

Still my second favorite Mohammed.

God hates dick jokes.

Yeah. Think he's serious?

I think he'll be serious when he's the one that's running and hiding.

Yeah.

I wouldn't trade this for anything.

Is that right, Private?

Rather hump gear or a couple of corn stars?

I'd rather hump gear.

Well, shit, young'un, thank you for your service.

Thank you for your service!

Worth it for the brotherhood, man. Look at us.

Band of brothers.

Like me and Sergeant Martin.

We can just...

Say anything to one another and we're still tied as fuck man. Always will be

after this, right?

Shit, he can call me a white trash motherfucker and I could call him a

nigger and it doesn't even matter. Wait, what?

The fuck you just say to me you can call me what? Yo Younger, you about to get

your ass- You whiskey tango cousin fucker, you. Chill, man. Go ahead, say

that shit again, man. I'll slap your fucking nose off. Knock it off.

I got my blessing to kick his whiskey tango ass when we get back. Dead man,

Younger. What are they saying?

Can't even make out this dialect.

I think they're talking about scoffs.

You don't speak the goddamn dialect?

All right, secure the far side.

Sir, let us.

Carter.

Carter, here.

Kirk, you go. You got it.

Younger, on me.

Welcome to Denny's.

I'll be your server, Carter.

Don't mind the goth makeup.

I just hate myself.

Well, okay, rock star, I'll have a grand slam then.

What?

Carter, that was pretty good, man. Okay, good to go!

No? Captain, yes, because this bridge is for shit, sir.

You race to suck, younger.

Yes. Yes, sir. I got a question.

You're an old man in the military?

Yes, sir. West Point, class of 84.

Really? Yeah.

You know a guy named, uh, Nick Coddington?

Yeah, I think he did, actually. He's a fucking prick.

You like football, sir? I do like football, yeah.

You're a Nebraska fan, right?

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

I think they're gonna... Why, man?

Get someone down here!

God damn it, man! Where's that coming from?

Hey,

you okay?

Everybody cries.

Everybody dies.

As we take the lonely path.

My dad was right now.

This is what the end would happen.

Beneath the dark pink sky.

We start to question why.

Oh,

Younger.

Younger, you okay?

They just blew him up, Sergeant.

Yeah.

Yeah, I know. I was there.

They just blew him up, man.

I think I had, like, a piece of his brain in my mouth.

Yeah.

Yeah, I know, man. That was bad.

I'm a bad soldier, Sergeant.

You know, my dad was right. I don't think I can... No, no, no, no, no.

You're a good soldier.

You're a good soldier, younger.

Don't bullshit me, man. I'm not bullshitting you.

Okay? I feel so fucked up, Sergeant, man.

Sergeant, I feel so fucked up.

I know.

I know what you're going through, okay?

The same thing happened to me in Iraq.

I watched my best friend die.

Fucking sniper.

But younger.

Younger, you listen to me.

I got a wife and kids to come home to.

And I made them promises.

So I need you to make a choice.

You gotta get your shit together, or we're gonna get you out of here.

Sergeant.

I'm fucking trying, man. I just... Listen to me.

Sergeant.

Get him to the aid station. We're gonna med it back him out.

All right, guys, let's go.

Hunger.

Time to go.

We'll see you in a few months.

Pesco's are pretty beat up. We got double strand concertina wire and chip

flares around the entire perimeter.

We're thinking about making a triple strand, sir.

And given all the attacks here, sir, I really think we should change our claim

on lines.

As I understand it, they've been out there for over a year. We'll get into

all that later.

How many A&A here?

Uh, 80 on the payroll.

Then they all show up, which is never. We get 20 at a time at best.

Sort of what I thought.

Is this the talk?

It is, sir.

New orders have come down.

We're closing this outpost come July.

July, sir.

July 6th.

That's why I want you to concentrate all your efforts.

Closing shop.

Yes, sir.

Good night, gentlemen.

See you in the morning.

Good night, sir. Good night, sir.

July, huh?

Good night.

What is this?

It's an Afghan voter ID card, sir.

It was at the bridge where Captain Yescus was targeted.

It most likely fell out of the prick's pocket or killed our captain.

Tell him, Malik.

I'm afraid it's true, sir.

I remember this man.

He was one of the workers at the hydroelectric plant.

Somebody who we were employing. We're not sure which village he's in.

But I can saddle up the men, find him.

Absolutely not.

The squadron has appointed an investigating officer.

We will wait on him to get here. Sir, by the time he gets here, that suspect will

be gone. I am not going to have you guys antagonize the population by arousing

families in the villages.

Colonel Speiser would have my ass.

With all due respect, Captain Broward, I think the colonel would appreciate it

if... What the colonel would appreciate is we do our jobs improperly.

Especially since we're out of here come July.

The man killed our commander.

Justice will be served, Sergeant.

Let's get this to the proper authorities.

Sir.

Okay?

Okay, sir.

Thank you.

Private. Sir?

Let's get this to the burn pit.

Yes, sir.

Oh, damn.

Thank you, sir. Here we go. Have fun dreams.

Thank you, sir. I don't want anybody getting malaria, spitting blood and

shit. Hey, Skuza. I finished.

I finished my application.

Application for what?

This guy wants to be an officer.

No, no. I want to go to flight school.

Flight school, Skuza? Shit, I wouldn't let you hand out peanuts on the Afghan

air, my friend. Thanks, Kirk. That's really nice of you.

Hey, hey. Goodbye, ladies.

You're gonna be a good pilot and a good officer.

Thanks, Sergeant.

But I ain't calling you sir, ever. Hey, it's all good, Sergeant. You can call me

whatever you want.

I'll think of something.

I'm sure you will.

Really? An officer and a pilot?

Yeah. Good luck with those goggles.

What's up, guys?

Morning, Sergeant.

Morning, Sergeant.

How you hanging?

Not too bad.

Shoes just stole my fucking cheese tortellini and now I got Asian beef

strips. Hey, my one-year-old loves them.

Can I see those?

I'll show you what you do with these Asian beef dicks.

Come here.

Come here, Franklin. Come on. Come to me.

You see?

Even the dogs won't eat their shit. Don't abuse my dog, Sergeant.

Six! Six! Three, four, Sergeant!

Sousa! Three, four!

Yes, Sergeant!

Six, red, two. Take a sniper fire on LRS two. Over.

This is 6.

Can you positively identify our target?

We have movement at the tree farm.

Our mortars are laid on, sir.

Do you have PID?

Captain Broward, our mortars are laid on. We have dudes we're getting sniped

from. It's fucking obvious where we're being shot from.

Over. Do you have PID?

Do you see a weapon?

Shoot him!

Yeah! We have PID.

I see... I see movement.

Great.

We have PID, sir.

Clear to engage.

Fuck you.

Three-four. One round.

Pack of smoke says you missed.

Yeah, you know a lot of smoke. Hang it.

Rules of engagement are different here.

You cannot shoot someone for acting suspicious.

Suspicious?

So where were the bullets coming from, sir?

You must PID a weapon or radio an enemy's hand.

That comes straight from McChrystal.

You want your next tour to be in Leavenworth?

Well, someone should tell McChrystal that we're not out here selling

popsicles, sir.

Excessive force alienates the locals and causes greater risk.

You better grasp that fucking sentiment now.

Furthermore, who knows when we'll be resupplied.

And we can't waste ammo.

And one more thing, Sergeant.

You ever speak to me like that again, I'll send you to squadron.

You want to be a staff bitch and leave your men?

No, sir.

President Karzai doesn't want American forces to leave before the Afghan

election.

General McChrystal agrees.

You need to let the men know.

So we're not closing the outpost in July.

That's correct.

Got it. I'm sorry.

Maybe October.

The good news is, you all receive an extra thousand dollars a month.

That's all.

Thanks, buddy.

Afternoon, sir.

Sir?

Let's get these to the burn pit.

Where do you want these?

Sit them right there on the desk.

Let's get him to the burn pit.

You get it.

Sir?

Fuck.

Got another picture from home, I see?

Yeah, she got these.

You are a man obsessed, I swear.

Who wouldn't be?

You are a lucky guy, but I don't know if it's healthy to dwell on her out here,

at least on guard and all, you know?

Yeah, I know, I just...

Keep thinking about where the big one's gonna come from. Hey, fuck it. If they

come, they come. This is our reality now. I know, I know. Okay? Focus.

Only thing that keeps running through my head is how ungrateful I was when I was

at home.

Look, man, we're gonna get out of here and see our friends, our families, our

loved ones, Sophie.

We're gonna have a chance to make things right. Yeah. Okay?

Yeah. That's where I need you at right now. Okay, okay.

Hey. See how I'm gonna do when I get back home? Tell me.

I'm gonna take her in her room. Yeah.

Gonna hug her. Mm-hmm. Gonna hold her. Mm-hmm. Gonna let her kiss me all over.

Yeah. Never gonna let her go.

That's one lucky girl.

Mm.

Belly rubs for days.

Yeah.

Sir. What's up, Carter?

Can I speak to one of the commander's open door policy? Yeah, man. What's

going on?

Everyone's worried about the new CO.

Okay. How so?

He doesn't know what he's doing. He's scared. It's obvious.

He doesn't leave the talk except to take a shit.

Even then, he does it with an escort.

I carry his piss.

Every other day to the burn pit, the men call him Broward the Coward.

Carter, take a seat.

Take a seat, Carter. Come on.

You ever heard of, uh, Captain Bostic or Colonel Fenty?

No, sir.

They're two commanders who lost their lives in this shithole before Keating

and Yeskus.

Okay.

This commander is a 37 year old captain who has seen a whole lot of death in

Iraq before he got here He's probably seen more firefights than you've seen

the movies Despite all that despite the shitty odds stacked against him. He's

here anyway People much smarter than you or I put him here. That's it

We will all do as he fucking says Carter

Better never ever ever hear that fucking nickname again from you or anybody else

Good to go Yes, sir

Thank you

I'm awake, Sergeant.

Good. I don't exactly feel like lugging my ass out there to check on you.

Well, all good out here.

Just because I'm not watching doesn't mean God isn't.

You know, Jesus was a pacifist, Sergeant.

I joined, volunteered for war.

You understand?

I think that, uh, I think that tells you where God and I stand.

You read the Bible, Carter?

Violent as hell.

One of the stories about Christians using force for good.

Yeah, I've read it. Muslims think they're good using force for good, too.

Well, we can't both be right.

We can both be wrong.

I see

movement, but

I don't see a weapon.

Maybe it's a spotter?

Well,

that one was closer.

Yeah, 150 meters.

They're walking them in.

And these fuckers have mortars now.

Son of a bitch! Just fire. Yankee.

Foxtrot. 1-5-6-2-7. Sir, those grid coordinates are 40 miles away.

You mean Yankee Echo?

Yes.

Yankee Echo. I was fucking spooked. He's calling the wrong fucking coordinates.

Yeah. 1-5-6-2-7-8-9-0.

Let's get some Willie Pete on their asses.

They were walking mortars in and at night.

This means they have night vision now, sir.

Has this ever happened before?

No, sir.

And where'd they get them from? Fucking A&A? I don't know.

But we'll get accountability, sir. Captain Broward.

Captain... Okay.

Make sure that happens.

You got it, sir. What is it, specialist?

There's a situation at the A&A gate, sir.

What's the situation?

There's elders from the village.

You killed his daughter, Captain, with white phosphorus in the mortar attack

last night. If his daughter is dead, then you have my sincerest condolences.

No if, sir.

Sir, this isn't our job. This girl's been dead for days.

This is what Americans bring. This is the death you bring. This is Taliban.

This isn't us.

American government will pay a condolence fee of $3,500 once... Sir,

permission to speak.

Speak, Sergeant. They killed this girl, sir. I know they're fucking cashing in,

sir. I understand, Sergeant.

Let me handle this.

Everybody knows you are leaving soon.

If we do not get paid now, we will never get paid. Why do you say we're leaving?

We're not leaving. Why does he say we're leaving? Lord, yes, sir.

He claims the dog bit him,

sir. Get this man to our medic. He'll take care of him.

It's not so simple. To be bitten by a dog is extremely shameful in our

culture. They expect retribution.

They want retribution, sir. This is fucking bullshit.

Fuck!

What the fuck?

It'd be great if we could all hang out just playing with dogs with this special

excuser.

But we're soldiers in Afghanistan.

We're not in a fucking dog park.

Pay this man from the commander's discretionary fund.

One

thousand!

Two thousand!

Three thousand!

Four thousand!

Five thousand!

Fuck that, Broward should have a go.

I lasted 10 seconds.

A year ago in Iraq.

Boosting morale?

Trying, sir.

I've been relieved of duty, gentlemen.

Bird's gonna get me out of here in a day or two.

Captain Stoney Portis is gonna take over in a couple weeks.

and the sorties to close down combat outpost Keaton October 6th.

You're in charge until then, Lieutenant.

Sir.

Gentlemen.

Sir. Sir?

Tony Porter's a badass, man. Dude's legit.

Didn't you fuckers hear him? What? We're going home.

Just when I was starting to have some fucking fun, right? I mean, we've heard

this shit before, right? Yeah, but they wouldn't have scheduled the birds, man,

if it wasn't happening for real.

LT's right.

That's a good point. Yeah.

The Taliban cannot fucking find out about this.

All right, none of this gets talked about in Skype.

Radio, e-mails, nothing.

Check? Check, check, check. You ain't getting the drop on us, LT.

Because, guys, our mission from now on is what it's always been.

Yeah.

To survive.

Hey, hey, can you hear me?

You think I don't like being there with him?

He's growing up without me.

Just... You know this is how it goes.

Remember, it's all good.

You know I love you.

If it's getting that bad for you, I'll get out, okay? I'll finish this

deployment and we'll start a family.

I gotta go now, baby.

I love you.

All right.

Keep me in your prayers, okay?

You tell Dad stop being a wiseass.

Okay, God bless, Mom.

Love to you and Dad, all right?

I poured the whole thing on his head.

Yeah, I know.

Oh, yeah, I know. It was fine. He didn't really.

All right, I got to go, Mom.

I love you, too.

Brittany, is that my son? Put him on the phone.

I see you. Hey, man.

I'm just working on my fucking tan.

I'm not fucking cussing.

I love you, Blue Eyes.

Bye.

Yeah. Yeah, even enough.

Love you, Gam Gam.

Trust me, babe, I quit.

I wouldn't touch those things.

Me too.

Me too.

Six, seven, eight, nine, ten. I put that fish right back again.

I have to go, sweetheart.

And you have to get to bed.

Oh, fuck it.

Okay, on the news, when you watch the news on TV, you see bad guys doing bad

things to good people like you and Mommy.

It's my job to take care of the bad guys.

To find them and to kill them, sweetie.

Go get some sleep, man.

Hey, Gallegos.

Hunk around this whole bitch like a half hour ago.

Fresh batteries.

Everyone's fucking good, man.

Get some rock, man.

Rock out.

Thanks. Better leave, buddy.

It's as soon as I am, all right? Morning, Sergeant.

Hey, Sergeant.

Yeah. If you had to fuck one guy, gun to your head, who would it be?

No gun necessary.

Chuck Norris.

Oof.

I always thought a beard would feel nice.

Yeah. Seems obsessive.

That's what she said.

Seriously. You fucking said that before, last week, twice.

That means a new catchphrase.

Just another fucking day in Afghanistan.

Well, that incoming or outgoing?

Outgoing.

Nope. Incoming. Hey, get up.

Hi, boys.

We got contact.

Everybody get up. Now.

Fucking it's him.

Wong, what do we got? Sir, guard post reporting heavy contact.

From where?

Switchbacks, nose brakes, fucking everywhere.

Warn our fucking mortars up, Wong. Warn our fucking mortars up. Get them up now.

Thompson, go to work, Thompson. Yeah, I'm on it.

RPG, rock.

Yes, heavy fire. RPG, rock.

RPG, rock.

All right. Switchbacks, switchbacks.

Locks. Thompson's down.

Thompson's down.

Copy that.

Headed to LRES 1. There he goes, LRES 2. Got it. Let's move your ass.

I'm headed to ECB.

I'm sending your ass to the Shura Billings. Be fucked up there.

That's the big one. Saddle up!

Easy there, mates. It's gonna be a long fucking day.

Look at these afghan cowards!

You gotta get to Larson.

You gotta get to LRES 2, man.

I'm coming.

Let's do it.

Friendlies! Friendlies! Friendlies!

Friendlies!

I'm coming, Thompson.

I'll bring you up to up to.

You're on target.

Statue one of fucking black on ammo.

Fucking black on 50 count.

Yeah, the fucking one.

Fucker.

Get up, Carter.

Get the fuck up. Let's go.

Let's go. Let's go. Let's go. Let's go. Let's go. Let's go. Let's go.

Is that all the fucking ammo we got?

Is that all we got? This is LOS-2.

We're pinned down. We're going to need some more fucking ammo.

Just go faster. Let's go.

Let's go. Let's go.

Fucking move.

Keep lining up that hill. You're good to go.

Keep the ammo coming your way. Thanks, Sergeant.

I got it.

We gotta get you more ammo!

Kirk, you good?

Yeah, fuck.

Alright.

I'm gonna go on my count. On three.

Fuck. What? Damn it, Kirk!

Kirk, don't eat this!

Watch out!

Kirk, you're gonna be alright!

Sir!

Sir! We need the Blackhawks in here!

My men can't fight anymore. Burns can't land until your boys help us drive back

to Taliban.

We're out of ammunition.

We need air support.

Let's get together and get your men to fucking fight.

We gotta free up our mortars or none of us are getting out of your fucking lot.

Sir, Kirk's hit.

They need a medic. Fuck! Come on!

Kirk is down in the sheriff building with your headshot. Fuck your bra and go

for Kirk.

Take your gun!

Take your fucking rifle!

Fuck! Oh no!

Fuck!

Shit!

What do we got? What do we got?

Hold on. We can't shoot him here. We got to get back to Cordova. Okay.

Good. Hold on.

Don't worry. Don't worry. You're going to be all right.

All right. Grab his head. I'm ready.

Lift on three. Two. Lift.

In. You got it?

Lift on one, two, three. Lift. Go.

Go. All right.

Hold on.

Hey, man.

You got him? You got him?

Come on. Come on.

Hey,

shut your fucking mouth!

We need to figure out who needs what.

Everyone needs fucking everything.

Griffin.

Churro building, check. Churro building, check.

LRAS 1, check.

Scusa. Francis de Gallegos at LRAS 2.

It's all good, Sergeant.

All right. All right, go.

Yes, Sergeant!

We're coming scusa!

I got it.

Come on!

It's scusa!

Let's go!

Alright stay with me Kirk, come on buddy. Alright stay

with me Kirk, stay with me. Talk to me guys, talk to me. What happened?

I'm not sure, I think I hit the neck.

How's Kirk doing?

I got a pulse, sir, but it's weak. It's really weak. What do you got? Be calm.

What do you got, man?

He's gone.

What? No.

He's gone. Put him in my room. I sent him out there, man. Dude, get out of

here. You're in the way.

Holy shit, is that Kirk?

Fuck this hell, man.

We got to help K.A. Ghost.

What?

Generator.

I'm going to sit, sir.

Sir, SOG. Sir, Apache's wheel is up in 40 minutes.

If we don't get these guys in, we're not going to be here in 40 fucking minutes.

That's it!

Fuck!

Fucking gun's down, man! Larson, talk to me, man!

The viticale's broken!

Larson, talk to me! I fucking blew it up, man!

Oh, fuck!

God damn it! This is Alarez 2. Where the fuck is our ammo?

We'll be as fast as we can. We don't fucking need the ammo, man.

Fucking gun is down.

God damn it. What the fuck is going on, man?

We need more ammo at LRAS 2. 8,000.

Open the fucking door, mate. Get it open.

Get the fuck in here, bro.

240's fucking down, bro.

Get the fuck in here. Get the fuck out.

Close the door. Close the door.

What else you got?

Let him in, Carter.

Who's that? Oh, shit. I heard you needed ammo.

Come on.

Get in. Get him in.

Get him in here.

Oh,

fuck.

That's you to join the party, Martin. You must like this. It's like Cinco de

Mayo.

No!

Vegas, how you holding up over there?

Bro, I don't know, man. We got a shitload of gunfire from our fucking

south, man.

Well, other than that, you're fine, right?

Yeah, I guess. Look, I got a machine gun set up.

You think you guys can make it back to the barracks? I don't know if you can

lay down in a fucking fire, but go for it.

Over. All right.

You ready?

Gregory, you ready?

Good to go.

Good.

Are you... Holy fuck, your arm! Are you all right?

Displace to the train chase!

Go! God, get out of here!

Hey, brother.

I'm sorry. I can't stay here. They're all over us.

Thanks for trying, Ro.

We'll just chill here for a while.

Hey, Ro, keep everyone the fuck away from here. Fuck!

Gregory?

Yeah, Jeff? You alright?

Yeah.

That's the only way we're getting those guys out of there. Hey, Ro! We're gonna

lose another vehicle. Ro, hear me out here, man. What?

LRAS-2 is stranded, okay? They are inoperable.

I'm taking truck one. I'm going with Falkner. We're gonna get those guys out

of there. Listen, well, we're gonna get this arm checked. I'm fine, I'm fine. I

just came from there. It's a clusterfuck. Well, you wanna bleed out?

Listen, Gallegos is telling everybody to stay back for a fucking reason. Fuck

that, man. Dead bodies attract more dead bodies. We have two KIAs already, okay?

We got Kirk in the fucking aid station, man. Kirk's in the fucking aid station.

Kirk? Yeah, fucking Kirk, Sergeant.

Okay. Okay.

Check this.

You can do this.

You do it smart, okay?

You use that maintenance shed for cover.

You don't go up the middle. No, that's too far out of the way, man.

Don't rush for failure.

Fine, okay, come on. Let's go, Griffin.

Don't worry about that. Just set it, set it, splint it, and move on, okay?

Tried everything, man. Six, this is L-Rat 1. I got a fucking sniper over

here.

I need your sniper rifle.

You okay?

Where's that sniper?

He's behind me. Same guy who killed Sousa. Fuck.

Shit.

You're doing what you're doing.

I'm off to the ECP.

I got you. I'm sorry, and I hear them fucking laughing.

Right outside. Hey, hey.

Claymores. Roger.

Fucking claymores aren't working.

I didn't fucking grow it. Hey, hey.

We may die today, but let's kill us, man. Just tell me to fuck us if we can.

Roger that.

Frag these dudes. Frag these dudes.

Roger. Smoke them for three.

One thousand.

Two thousand.

Three thousand. Eat shit, motherfucker!

You're going to drive us over to LF2, and we're going to get those guys the

fuck out of there. How's your fucking at, Leo?

Griff, get up in the turret. Close that fucking door.

Oh, shit.

Motherfucker. Ammo.

Kayagos. This is Hart.

We're driving to you now. Stay put. We're going to get you out of there. Do

not drive that fucking truck over here, Hart. Are you hearing me? Dick fucking

Butcher.

Get down!

You good?

Can you drive?

Yeah, yeah, yeah. Okay.

Let's go. Gotta get over there.

You good?

Yes.

I'm fucking stuck. I think we're out of burn.

Fuck!

Diagos, I'm sorry. I couldn't get you, Diagos.

I'm sorry we couldn't help.

Fuck, I'm sorry.

Fuck!

I fucking told you, man.

Will you please get the fuck out of here, man?

Hang in there.

Sergeant!

Those A&A don't look right.

I think we got people in the fucking wire, man. Jesus.

This fucking Taliban.

This fucking Taliban has fucking killed us fuckers. All right, all right, all

right. Look at me.

That's what we're gonna do. You two, we're gonna make a run for it.

You're going to run like fucking hell. I'm going to get in this turret and I'm

going to fucking fire you. Yes, okay? Yes, Sergeant.

See you soon, guys. Let's go.

Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck.

Fuck, he's on me.

Charlie! Charlie! Charlie!

Charlie in the water!

Charlie in the water!

Fucking enemy! Enemy in the water!

Holy fuck.

They've got an RPG pointed right at me.

All right.

All right.

Sorry.

Everything's dead to you.

Is your A&A? Not mine.

These cocksuckers think they already won.

That's right. Enemy in the wire. Enemy in the wire. Everybody fall back. See?

They're fucking everywhere.

Sergeant, what the fuck do we do?

Enemy in the wire. Enemy in the wire. Everyone into Alamo position.

No. Not today.

Sergeant!

This is Black Knight Six.

Quick reaction forces landed on the mountain. We'll be there as soon as we

can. Roger,

Captain Portis. We're gonna hang on to what we can.

But it'd be really fucking nice to see you, sir.

Over.

Guidance, guidance, guidance.

Alamo, Alamo, Alamo, collapse to the core. Fuck that.

We need to retake this camp.

We don't have any mortars.

Air support, command power.

We don't have any accountability.

LT's right row. We need to dig in, hold on to what we can, and wait to support.

Helicopters alone won't save us.

Our ammo depot is 40 yards away.

It has everything we need to stay in this fight. We start there, and we plug

our leaks.

Take back our front gate, where the enemy is just walking the fuck in, and

you get a machine gun on that dining hall.

Everybody good?

Everybody good?

Hey, you good?

L.T. L.T. Our men are trapped out there.

Let me do this.

You sure you can make it happen?

Yes.

All right, if we're gonna do this, we gotta call a net switch.

We got an enemy in the wire. They probably got one of our radios.

They've been out there. They're trapped. They're gonna be cut off, but we gotta

do it.

All right?

Check? Check. Bro.

Wait for Hill's machine gun, all right?

Check.

X-ray, X-ray, do you copy?

Motherfucking cocksucker!

What?

Take it easy, boys.

What's the plan, G?

What are we doing?

Okay, here's what we do.

We take cover at the rock, we go to the trains, we'll pass the trains, fix the

laundry trailers, and then we haul ass to the talk.

I'll hang back and provide cover. I'll cover with you.

It's not up to us, man. You're senior. It's on you.

it's your decision mace keep the up martin you're gonna be okay let's do it

Get up!

Face is hurt, guys. Come on, you. Come on, you. Come on, you.

Come on, you.

I need volunteers.

We're taking this bitch back.

Hell yeah, Ro. Let's go, man.

You got me?

Good. Gregory?

I don't think I can make it, Ro.

I've got his blood.

Jones, good man.

Miller, Donnelly, let's go.

Red 2, X-Ray, let's punch that machine gun.

The machine gun is on its way. Hang on.

X-Ray, we got to move. We got to get to the front gate now.

They're right on top of us. Negative, Red 2. Hold your position. Wait for

cover fire.

Sorry, what was that? You're coming in broken.

Damn it, bro.

No.

All right,

guys, let's go.

I never killed anyone before.

Me too.

You got any smokes in there?

What? They're packed cigarettes.

Wouldn't you be lucky?

Help me!

Help! He's crawling through.

Help me, please! Shit! It's Mike!

He's crawling through.

Mace is crawling at us! Tell him to get behind that fucking rock and cover.

Mace! Behind the rock! Get up!

Get cover behind the rock! We'll come after you in a second!

Fuck!

Fuck!

He's okay, man. He has cover.

He's fucking bleeding.

He's fucking bleeding. Carter, he has cover.

Carter, what are you doing? Take cover.

I'm going up. Carter! What the fuck are you doing?

Carter! What are you fucking doing, man? What the fuck? What do you mean, what

the fuck am I doing? He's bleeding out!

Dude! He has fucking cover there. We have cover here.

There are only two of us.

You want to fucking die trying to save him? Mace, wait!

Mace, wait!

Joe's dental.

Locked his ammo.

Rat.

until we get the front gate, okay?

We take back that front gate.

We take back these outposts. I love the pressure we're on. This net, any station

this net, this is Red Dragon, over. I got half a minute left.

You?

I need some money.

Fuck. Any station this net, any station this net, this is Red Dragon, over. You

think there's any one of us alive?

You think we're it?

Huh?

Oh, man, I'm not fucking with you. I can get you.

I said I could fucking get to him. He's right fucking near me. Dead bodies

attract dead bodies.

All right? I want you to try and win a fucking medal.

Hey, Mace! Stay right there! Don't fucking move! We're coming as soon as we

can! Fuck.

Fuck.

Sergeant.

Sergeant. Sergeant.

Carter, please. Sergeant.

God, stop talking.

Stop.

What are you gonna do when you get to him? I'm gonna render him fucking aid,

man. Where are you gonna take him?

His best chance is in here with us.

I agree. Agreed? I agree.

So... I'll cover you, okay?

Thank you. All right? Thank you. Take a fucking breath.

All right?

Conserve your fucking ammo.

Are you ready?

Let's go. Let's go.

You're looking good.

Fuck you, Ben, motherfucker.

Hang with me.

This is nothing, man. Where's your nuts, motherfucker?

I know.

I know, baby.

Here we go.

Come on, you a man or not? Huh?

You got it.

There you go.

There you go, brother.

You know,

I think Sergeant Gallegos is dead.

Hey, but you're not gonna die, okay?

You stay with me, okay? I'm gonna fucking die, Carter. No, you're not. No,

you're not, fucker. You're dying of cancer, remember?

You're dying of fucking cancer.

Come on. Put your arms around me.

Put your arms around me. Put your arms around me. Are you okay?

That hobbit. Put him in the...

You guys got a cigarette?

Get the fire extinguisher. Good shot.

Go.

ECP clear. Take the guards out. Go.

Just a little air support now, boys.

Actually, we have the front gate. No one's getting in here.

There's too many.

Thank you for your service, ma'am.

There's more where that came from.

Hey,

he's not going to make it.

Yeah, I know.

So I'm going to go on a recon. I'll be back in ten minutes.

And I made it. Don't worry about me. Eyes open.

You got me?

Yeah.

Yo, Mace.

Fucking watch.

Gun to your head.

Gun to my head? Gun to your head. Guy, you gotta fuck. Who is it? Gun to your

head.

Oh, fucking... Fucking...

Bluefuck off! Is anyone still alive?

The eyes open, Mace.

Keep them open.

Mace, look.

Look. American voices. I heard American voices.

Give it here.

You hear that, Mace? X-ray. X-ray. It's Red Dragon. This is the high point right

there. Red Dragon, go ahead. What's going on?

They were still trapped in LRAS 2.

You got Egos to KIN.

Martin's missing.

Carter and I are okay.

Mace is pretty jacked up. He's earned surgical.

He's going to need to get to the aid station as soon as possible. We need

some serious covering fire. Over.

Glad to hear you boys are still breathing.

I'm going to wrangle you some cover.

We got a B-1 bomber coming in for Qatar.

When it drops its payload, it's going to be a son of a bitch.

When it hits, I need every weapon we have on camp.

All right, Stu, that ought to be enough cover for you guys to make a run for it.

Over. This is Red Dragon. Wilco.

Bombs away. All nets acknowledge.

30 seconds.

They put bone 7-1. This is X-Ray. Emergency mission on my graphics. Over.

Drop everything you can on the switchbacks.

X-Ray, I copy.

Get your boys down.

We're gonna get close.

Carter, good luck, man.

Stay with us.

We're gonna be alright.

Turn the fuck on, Mace! We're all in fucking hell!

Move!

Left ribbon!

Move!

You got it, Carter. Keep going.

I put the tourniquet on 15 minutes ago.

He's been bleeding out.

Let me see.

15 minutes.

45. He's been bleeding out for 45 minutes.

Come on, Mace. Hang in there. Hang in there, Mace.

Fuck yeah. You beautiful fuckers.

Friendly's coming in.

This is Red Bull. What?

Yellow.

I love you too, man. 200 yards south.

Activity on the north face.

Pardon,

Martin. I'm missing.

I'm grifting a guy who goes to Canada.

Hey.

You know where they are?

He's got a st. Pete in the crowded area.

His body's sending all its blood to his vital organs.

That's good.

Hey, cut over. That's good. No, it's not. His blood pressure's too weak. If

he doesn't get out of this valley in the next hour, he won't make it.

There's no birds getting any hits after nightfall.

It's time to get radical.

As you can hear, air support is out there doing the Lord's fucking work.

Break.

Captain Porter's in the quick reaction force. They're on their way.

We're almost done, guys.

Jesus Christ.

X-ray this Black Knight 6 with the QRF. Got eyes on the cop. Over.

Roger that, sir.

We'll see you soon.

You have eyes on my position. I think I see the last of them.

500 meters north, 50 degrees.

Let's end this thing.

Roger that.

They're on our side.

A-positive.

I'm A-positive. I'm A-positive. Hey, Doc, what does that mean? What's going

on? We can't perform surgery on him here.

Then what the fuck does that mean?

Medevac will be here for a few hours, which means he needs fresh blood if he

wants to live.

This is the only thing we can do. We're not sterile and we can't test for

disease. A fresh blood is all we can do to save him.

Fuck. Hey, come on. Hey, Mace.

Mace, come on. You'll be good, buddy. You might be able to lighten the loafers

to fucking officer blood, man.

All right, I need you to put a call in on the radio. Everybody with A-positive

blood needs to get their SDA station, okay? We need as much fucking blood as

we can get.

Fuck,

Mohammed.

Get out. Come on.

If I told you the Taliban would attack, I know my country. All right, all right,

go, go, go.

All right, on the radio, you guys need blood. Yeah, the second bag. You ain't

positive? I'm ain't fucking positive.

All right, give me this.

All right.

You all right, Mace? Stay with me, buddy. You all right, Mace?

We're going to get you medivac soon, Mace. What are you doing?

We fucking won, man. We fucking won.

I'm going to get you back home to Amanda Mac, man. Come on.

You're good.

Come on, motherfucker.

Let's go.

You got him? You got him? Come on, bro.

Come on, bro.

Come on, bro.

You're good, man.

I'm Lieutenant Bunderman.

Captain Portis. Welcome to Outpost Keating, sir.

All your men accounted for, Lieutenant?

Twenty-seven wounded.

Seven dead.

A dozen A&A severely wounded.

Specialist Mace is pretty banged up. The medics are, uh... They're optimistic,

sir.

He's got all of our blood in him.

I'm sorry, sir. I know now's not the time.

It is the time.

Lieutenant, you did a hell of a job here.

You took fucking command.

What do you want to salvage, sir?

Nothing.

Tomorrow. We blow this shithole off the face of the earth.

That hurt?

Yes, Sergeant.

Sergeant?

I love smoke.

Thanks.

As we sink in mortal sand On the road to the

edge of man Then who

will be the last to die?

Fucking weird, isn't it?

I kind of wish we were given the same consideration.

Yeah.

How you doing, big head?

Fuck you.

You saved my life.

Be good, buddy.

What?

Be good.

You guys are injured. I need you to get on that bird and leave tonight.

I want to leave with everybody else, sir. That's okay.

We're good, sir.

on the truck.

Yeah, roger.

Mace didn't make it. What?

Mace didn't make it!

It's a fact.

Hello?

Hello?

Hon, is that you?

I'm happy you came to talk.

Sergeant Hill said I had to.

Well, you don't have to. Only if you want to. He said I needed to.

You're very pretty.

Thank you.

So can you tell me what happened?

What when?

During the battle.

What about it?

Do you remember what happened with you in the battle?

Mm-hmm.

What didn't save... didn't save him?

Who?

Mace.

Mace?

He was your friend?

No.

No, he was not.

It's scary, but I promise it will help to talk about it.

I'm sorry.

It's okay.

It's okay.

It's okay.

Ty, can you breathe for me?

I'm not.

I'm breathing.

I'm breathing.

Everybody cries,

everybody dies It's the truth that makes us one

It's the center of our sun As we take the lonely

path On the road to the edge of man

Beneath the darkening sky

In a land...

Where there's only God and pain

There's nothing more brave Than those voices

from the grave Only they can tell us why Only they will never

lie About the reason that we stand On the road

to the edge of man

to die

Reckoning at hand as we reach the edge of...

He was on his forearms and his elbows, and he went behind.

He went towards Gallegos.

And that's when I said, hey, Sergeant Larson, Mace is alive.

I can get to him. He's right there.

And I think he looked, and he says, no, you can't get to him.

I says, no, he's right there. I can get to him. He says, you're no good to him,

Dad.

And I knew he was right, but it ate me up so bad.

I need a break. Hold on. Yeah.

Take as much time as you need.

Finished up the belt and scurried on back and I called Gallegos and

told him.

Told him I'm sorry.

Clint, you're one guy with no ammunition facing 400 Taliban, all of whom have the

high ground.

You can always try, though.

We landed at nighttime, but even at night, you could tell the

silhouettes of the mountain and the sky were... It did not give you

a very good sense of this is a safe place. It gave me a quick sense of

impending doom.

That there's just a matter of time before a bad thing happens and we'll be

in trouble.

I remember when I first landed at Keating, I got off the helicopter.

And when you get off the helicopter, you're supposed to take a knee because

the propeller blades create such a prop blast.

And it, like, pushes you over.

But I was just, like, staring with, like, my mouth open, looking at all the,

like, the mountains and just being in the valley. It was so strange.

I remember being down in the middle of it.

and just looking up and up and up, and finally I could see the top of the

switchbacks. And it was just like that all the way around.

Being able to play myself is unique.

I don't know if it happens very often in this industry, but as we were saying,

just the realness of here, it's put me back into that mindset. And I've tried

to embrace that with the uniform and the...

The names of all the soldiers that were lost that are still walking around here,

you know, doing their role.

I think it's special, you know, and to be able to play myself, I'm very

grateful that I'm still alive.

And it's almost an obligation, I feel, to bring authenticity to this film.

At El Rez 2, five men gave their lives to save mine. They were either directly

at that position or supporting it.

And so when I wear the medal, I think about them.

I also wear the memorial bracelet.

And, in fact, most people think of Memorial Day as a time to celebrate or

have hot dogs, but it's actually a very somber time to where we recognize what a

lot of men and women have died for.

When I came in with the QRF down the switchbacks, it was nighttime, and you

could see the flames against the canyon walls.

And the flicker of the flames kind of dancing on the canyon walls behind it.

And the buildings over the course of that night started, they were raised.

I mean, they started falling to the ground.

Yeah.

And I remember as I walked the outpost when the battle was over

and the buildings were literally falling to the ground, I would see.

black spots on the ground that were dark as motor oil.

And then the flame, the light of the flames from the buildings would kind of

illuminate it just enough for me to see that it was a very deep color of red.

And that's when I realized, oh, this is where one of our soldiers died.

It's a very hard terrain out in Nuristan.

It's incredibly difficult to...

to win a battle when you're in the low ground like that. It's near impossible.

I mean, the only reason it was possible for these guys was because of some very

strong leadership at the camp itself and because they had an immense amount of

air support once it finally came in.

I want people to know about Stephan Mace.

I want, you know, more people to know about Justin Gallegos and the six others

who died that day. Vernon Martin, I knew him for about... three or four years

scoos i knew him for about three or four years from our deployment to iraq

together and so i mean these they were incredible people incredible humans uh

you know and that's i think it's important uh for more people to know uh

about these eight that sacrifice themselves and hopefully spark an

interest in learning more about others that have sacrificed themselves for the

greater good of the united states security

In my own words, I would describe Combat Outpost Keating as, I don't know, I read

somewhere in the Bible, the gates of heaven and the gates of hell are in the

same spot.

So at the time of the firefight, this was the gates of hell, but watching men,

you know, sacrifice themselves to protect each other, you can see the true

form of what brotherhood and love is, and so therefore it'd be the gates of

heaven as well.

That's the best way I can describe it.