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Previously on SEAL Team...
I got an idea.
- Ambassador. - Got to get your folks out of here.
Stay with me.
You hear me? Ambassador, stay with me!
Special ops.
My beard always gives me away.
Oh, it's not the beard.
It's the shoes.
- I'm Rebecca Bowen. - Clay Spenser.
Thank you for these shoes. Why don't you pick a place?
Some place nice, obviously.
We can't be together, Sonny.
- Go! - Go, Jace!
You suffered a labral tear in the hip.
Arthroscopic surgery, determining the extent
of the tear, and repair it, if possible.
- If possible? - Given your age,
you may never recover enough for the Navy to clear you
to resume your duties as Bravo Team leader.
Frog to Python 1-2.
We show you 12 mikes out.
We copy fix.
Red Death 6, this is Python 1-2.
No visual. I'm gonna make another run.
Anti-aircraft missile incoming!
Python 1-2, wounded bird, bull's-eye 3-6-0, 6-9er.
I'm going down in Iran.
Going down in Iran!
- Corrected by Firefly - Resync by th3bucch - - www.addic7ed.
I'd ask how the surgery went.
But you know that I didn't have it,
so, therefore, there's really nothing to talk about.
So tell you what... why don't we toast to that, huh?
Tough to toast when I'm emptyhanded.
It's good that I got pull around here.
People know me. Get her a drink, will you?
I'll have what he's having.
- But hold the denial. - Denial?
I got everything figured out here.
Surgery is not an option.
We're good.
That is a call that significantly reduces
your remaining time in the field.
I'm fine. P.T.'s my option. I'm good.
Mm-hmm. You know what?
Let's say you give it a try.
You are looking at a minimum eight months of P.T.
And if rehab goes perfectly, you might manage to continue
operating for another year, tops.
Surgical repair means they go in and they fix the tear,
plus any underlying structural causes.
There's a chance that you come out of this
even better than you were before.
Hey, the body falls apart, the mind follows.
Fix the body, fix the mind.
I'm coming out better than before? That's...
You know, it's hard to top what's going on right here.
See this? This is all good. That's top-notch, so...
- Jason? - What?
I wish that I could tell you that there's no risk.
I really do, but...
surgery is still your best chance to continue operating
for any real length of time.
22. All right. I need a breather.
16.
That PBR is definitely not the breakfast of champions.
Where'd you wake up this morning?
Well, I wish I had a story,
but I just ran out of Wheaties.
Yeah. Dude, I don't think just sitting at home
being holed up in your freaking apartment
is a good way to get over a breakup, buddy.
What? You stick your finger in a light socket, you learn.
What, you're-you're telling me right now
that after getting whacked by Stella so many times
that you're ready right now to put it all on the line again?
Whoa, whoa, whoa, what is that?
Oh, there's nothing to tell. Not yet.
Go on, man. What's her name?
Huh? You go after one of them studious type girls again?
Or you actually have some cojones and go
for one of them Boom Boom Room girls? Huh?
Her name's Rebecca.
- Rebecca. - She's from D.C.
And that's all I'm saying.
- Rebecca from D.C. - By the way,
I'm due in Lindell's office in 20.
Boy, he is sweet on you.
That's the second time he's called you in.
You're still buying.
Okay. Twist my arm.
- What's up, Ensign Davis? - Oh, hello.
What are you doing out here? You come to work out with us grunts?
Uh, no choice. Steam room's busted in the Officer's Club.
Uh-huh.
Hey, Sonny.
- Hey, gorgeous. - Hey.
Looks like you're doing some heavy lifting.
The usual plate spinning it takes
to keep this family moving forward,
not to mention a million things to catch up on at work.
Can I, uh, do anything to help?
Snack run, fix you something to eat?
How about you do your own heavy lifting?
Or have you forgotten all the forms and recommendations
you need for your warrant officer application?
No, babe, I haven't forgotten. It's just,
with Jason out, I got to focus on the team.
- That's all. - On the team,
or on Jason?
Ray, I know you chose warrant officer instead of master chief
in part so you could stay with the team and Jason.
Uh... no, I chose warrant officer
because it's the best thing for this family.
My training's gonna make me an authority on special ops.
That means more money,
- more career longevity... - I know, and I want that for you.
But being a good friend to Jason doesn't mean
putting your own goals on the back burner.
Naima, if I don't kill it as Bravo 1,
I'll tank making warrant officer before I'm even out of the gate.
Now, Jason's injury put me in the hot seat.
Every day's a test.
Now, I asked you if there was anything I could do to help.
Wouldn't mind a little support in return.
Relax, Spenser.
You're not being called on the carpet.
On the contrary.
Sir?
Your actions in Yemen.
With all due respect, sir, Yemen was a disaster.
I understand the sentiment.
Losing Ambassador Marsden was a tragedy.
But the fact remains
Bravo demonstrated remarkable courage
in the face of overwhelming odds.
Particularly you.
I was just doing my job, sir. We all were.
It's being recognized.
You've been submitted for the Bronze Star Medal with Valor.
I don't... No, I don't de... I don't deserve that.
Well, it's not up to you.
Or me. Your actions were submitted by your team leader.
The reviewing committee will determine
whether those actions merit the BV.
Now, you say you were just doing your job?
The BV is about what it takes to do that job,
regardless of the mission's success.
If your team leader thinks you earned it
and the reviewing committee agrees,
then trust me, you did.
Yes, sir.
So, Jameelah left for her sleepover,
and the little guy's already asleep.
How about we let this go for a little bit?
If we're quiet, we can talk some things over,
maybe have some adult time.
Adult time?
That's what I said.
Okay. Uh...
Hey.
Hey, guys, I was in the neighborhood,
I figured I'd stop by.
Look, I brought a gift and everything, huh?
You mean the bartender's sick of seeing your face,
and you didn't feel like going home.
No. You gonna eat this?
Have at it, brother.
How are the kids, Jason?
I mean, look, Mikey... he's great.
You know, he's working hard and...
loves the hockey and school and the experience, and Emma,
well, she's in New York, so... she's loving that.
Figured she'd come back down
- after hearing about your surgery. - Well...
Must be having fun to not come back.
Didn't want to bother her or him.
That's why I didn't say anything to 'em.
Well, Jace, you know,
that information might be considered need-to-know.
Everything that they have been through,
knowing that their dad has a...
... a bad hip, I...
That's too much for them right now.
I don't... I don't want them to deal with that. That's all.
I'm gonna let you two catch up.
It was good seeing you, Jason.
- Don't be a stranger. - Yeah.
So, you gonna tell me what happened with your surgery?
Something came up, doctor had to push the surgery,
so... that's it. He pushed it.
You reschedule it yet?
Only person that can decide what's right for you is you, right?
Got that right.
Yeah, that's what I told myself when my shoulder was messed up.
Convinced myself I didn't need the surgery,
I could handle it with pain meds and P.T.
Mm-hmm.
Turned out the doctor was right, though.
If I, uh, had had the operation,
then that boy in Afghanistan would still be alive.
Didn't come here to get lectured.
Not lecturing, brother. I'm just sharing.
Probably 'cause I, uh,
regret that decision for the rest of my life.
So, how'd it go with Lindell?
I know he was taking you by the ops center,
show you what life is like after door kicking.
I got to take this. It's Emma.
Hey.
All right, I'll get it to you. I promise.
Duty calls. I got to take care of something.
- You need an extra hand? - No.
I got this.
- Only if you're taking an Uber. - Hey.
Already on the way.
And it's Lyft. It ain't Uber.
- There's a man lost in thoughts. - Ah.
Look who it is. Sonny and the wet sprocket.
Oh, Lord knows that I found some of my great answers
at the bottom of a glass.
How was Paris?
- We're alive. - That's it.
- All that matters. - Yeah.
I'm no, uh, detective, but, uh...
I don't see any crutches anywhere.
You bailed on the surgery?
It's funny, ain't it?
We find more peace on the battlefield
than we ever do at home.
You know? You realize,
guys like us, there's a fairness in war.
Kill or be killed. That's it.
And I take great comfort in that simplicity.
Is there a point to all this?
The threat that you can't shoot,
that's what messes you up the most.
You know, what you're going through right now, Jace,
you know, this surgery.
You know? You can't snipe it.
Can't throw a grenade at it.
Can't even fire a damn RPG at it.
But what you can do
is stand up and face this thing head-on.
I ain't never seen any situation
that you haven't been able to fight your way out of.
And it ain't no different now.
All you got to do is show up, brother.
Show up and beat the odds, like you always do.
You know, you keep channeling me,
you're gonna end up, uh, in a bachelor pad in Vah Beach,
you know, crossing your fingers that you're gonna operate again.
We need you, Jace.
The team needs you.
We need you to get that surgery.
Get back to the fight.
- Ah. Look at me. Hey, hey. - Hey. Whoa.
- Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey. - Look at me.
- Look at me. - I got to go, man.
- Got to go. The team, right? - Mm. Mm.
Last night, Marine Corps Captain Brie Campbell
was shot down over the Iran/Iraq border.
F-35 wreckage was found
on the Iraqi side of the border by U.S. forces.
Because the pilot ejected and there was no trace
of her beacon, Captain Campbell was presumed dead.
Three hours ago, she called in.
What happened to her beacon?
Apparently, it was damaged.
After she ejected, Campbell landed across the border
from the plane, on the Iranian side.
She's evaded capture for nearly 27 hours.
I'll bet the captain aced her SERE training.
You'll have the opportunity
to congratulate her in person.
Bravo is being sent to bring Campbell home.
Everyone here is aware of the storm we'll be facing
if word gets out that Bravo is operating in Iran.
This operation is highly classified.
The only people being read in are the people in this room.
- Is that understood? - Yes, sir.
Yes, sir.
All right. You're wheels up in 30.
Let's go.
Campbell's squadron was providing
close air support for a Marine battalion.
The rescue will be extremely difficult
- with all the fighting in the area. - I'm getting Intel together now.
We should have an updated battle map in a few hours.
All right, stay on it.
It's gonna be a long night.
Coming... right for you.
Yeah.
I heard you rescheduled the surgery.
So I'm sure you didn't come here to give me
that "attaboy" speech, huh?
I heard Bravo was spun up.
I figured maybe you could use
a ride to the hospital and back.
There's a-a reason why they invented Uber.
For people like me to use them, all right?
Uh-huh. You are feisty this morning, I see.
Mr. Alpha Male a little nervous about his surgery?
I would hate for you to find out the hard way
that the hospital won't release you to a cab or an Uber
when you've been under anesthesia.
Campbell's last known location was here,
approximately 35 kilometers southeast of Pol-e Zahab.
Any reasonable expectation she's still there?
Unfortunately, no.
Campbell's trying to prevent the enemy
from triangulating her location,
so she's only calling in every three hours.
During the hours that she's out of communication,
we have no way to track her movements.
All right, so let's assume that she's still at least close
to her last known. Avoiding the populated areas,
easiest rendezvous point...
just south of Pol-e Zahab,
near the western base of the mountains.
This is the latest battle map.
Current Intel has U.S. forces engaged in multiple firefights
along the border, east of Diyala, all the way to Mehran.
No direct action within 60 kilometers of Khanaqin.
All right, we pick up Campbell here,
and here's where we bring her out.
I'll let Ray know we have an exfil point.
Okay, we HAHO across the border from the drop point.
Given our trajectory, that should put us
about seven klicks south of the rendezvous point.
We'll patrol north, then west.
The whole procedure should take no more than two hours.
You'll be home the same day.
No showers for 48 hours after surgery.
And you'll be on crutches for about four weeks.
This waiver states that you
indemnify Dr. Bernstein of all liability
if you're unable to return to operational status.
This is the best way to preserve your career as an operator.
You know, I only signed that
so you would stop saying things like that.
You'll be fine, Jason.
Someone will be with you in a few minutes.
Three minute to target!
Three minute to target!
Three minutes!
One minute! One minute!
One minute! One minute!
The anesthesia is specifically tailored for you
and the procedure. You'll go out pretty quickly.
I'll be here monitoring your vitals. You'll be fine.
30 seconds!
30 seconds! 30 seconds!
Go!
Half a klick to target. Heads on a swivel, boys.
IRG helo.
Looks like a search pattern.
Terry Tehran's definitely aware they got visitors now.
Campbell's not gonna be able to evade 'em forever.
They're circling back.
They're not giving up anytime soon.
Let's about-face, backtrack a klick,
then circle around and come at the rendezvous point
from the opposite side.
Check.
You're awake.
Yeah, and ready to get the hell out of here.
Dr. Bernstein said the surgery went well.
There's no guarantees, of course.
But it appears you'll operate again.
Yeah, well, it's not good I'm sitting around here.
No, not at all.
All right. Let's...
- pop smoke and get... - Okay. Uh, um...
Oh, that was a bad idea.
- That was a bad idea. - Yeah.
How about this? You stay here.
I'm gonna go take care of it.
I'm on it, Master Chief.
Looks clear.
No. We won't know for sure until we get down there.
You heard the man. Let's move.
Bright side, no tangos.
No pilot, either. What now?
Wait here another three hours until Campbell checks in?
Not with that IRG helo in the area.
Yeah, at least that helo lets us know she's alive.
IRG knows she's here, but they haven't caught her.
Clay, Vic.
Bravo 1, this is Bravo 2.
There's nothing down here except three dead tangos.
Solid copy, Bravo 2.
Heading your way.
Hey. Weapons and radios on two, then nothing on the third.
Got a footprint.
Military issue boots.
Size small.
Think she took 'em out?
Had to.
Three IRGs all by herself?
Ain't no slack in this girl's rope.
The clicking's coming from the radios.
It's cranked all the way up.
Ah, same clicks, repeating.
Tap code.
It's Campbell.
Yeah.
She's using their radio.
There's a bridge...
three klicks south of here.
She wants us to meet at... half a klick north.
Not something she'd want the IRG to know.
Campbell's got eyes on us.
We've got to respond.
Bridge three klicks south. Got it.
Clay.
Let's do it.
She took these bastards out on her own,
stole their walkies to contact us,
and she flies jets.
How do you tap "I love you"?
Bed?
Well, don't have a sofa,
so it looks like we're going to the bed.
Right.
A faulty manufacturer? Hurricane?
Eh, it's more of a paranormal situation.
The place haunted?
In a way.
- Ah, ah, I got it, I got it, I got it. - Okay.
I got it, okay?
I appreciate it. Thanks.
That's it.
I'm good.
You got your phone?
Right here.
I'll get you some water.
Hey, no, I drink milk. I don't drink water.
Your cupboards are completely empty.
Let me run to the store.
No, I got Postmates on speed dial.
Hydrocodone, for the pain.
It's right here.
When the body's healed, the mind will follow, right?
Exactly.
- Okay. - Yeah.
Just take it easy, tough guy.
Whoa.
Call me if you need anything.
Yep. Got it.
Got it on speed dial.
Ah...
That took some kind of courage what Campbell did back there.
Seems like she's the one who deserves a medal.
That is one badass girl.
Want to make a bet she's from Texas?
You crushing on our pilot, Sonny?
Nah. That woman, she's just got a lot going for her.
What if she's an A&M fan?
Ha! Bite your tongue.
That's blasphemy, Trent.
I thought you swore off relationships, buddy.
I would've said the same about you,
except you're mooning on Becky from the Beltway.
Given the captain's all-around badassery,
I might just have to reconsider that pledge.
New skirmishes are breaking out along the border,
including one near Khanaqin.
Puts exfil directly in the action.
We can send them south into Gilan-e Gharb, then west.
That way, they'll avoid the fighting.
Given the distance and the terrain, that could add an extra day
for them to reach the border.
Well, you got something else in mind, Davis?
We've got time before Bravo reaches the bridge.
Perhaps the colonel could speak to the Marines,
see if they could shift to fighting south?
That way, Bravo can head directly west to exfil.
That's a good idea.
We make the call?
Let's do it.
No hostiles,
no sign of Campbell.
Copy. Everyone hold up here.
Not you, Spenser.
Take a knee.
All right, you want to tell me what you meant
about Campbell deserving a medal?
If you tell me why you put me up for the BV.
I put you up for it because you ran hell
for leather through enemy fire,
took down over a dozen tangos
and almost got yourself killed saving everyone else.
Yeah, well, I didn't save the person who mattered most.
I'm sorry about the ambassador.
We all are.
But that does not mean you don't deserve
a commendation in your jacket.
If there ever comes a day
that you don't want to operate anymore, or you can't,
trust me, what's in your record will matter.
Now...
Campbell is pinned down over here.
Come on!
I do love a grand entrance.
Your timing was perfect.
We aim to please.
Name's Sonny. Texan,
Sagittarius, lover of fast bikes and barbecue.
This here's the rest of Bravo.
And out there behind you is our fearless leader, Ray.
Sorry about the switch. Original rendezvous point was too hot.
Yeah. No problem.
That was a great move you did taking out those IRG soldiers,
using their radio to contact us.
Didn't have a lot of options.
Yeah.
It was mighty impressive, though.
- I'll tell you what. - Havoc Base, this is Bravo 1.
I pass Morgan.
I say again, I pass Morgan.
That's a good copy, 1.
Now get the hell out of there.
Exfil's 15 klicks west. Let's move.
Yeah.
Emma.
Did you get my records out of storage?
What?
I told you I need my records right away.
Yeah, your records. Yeah, I got the boxes.
Um, I'll, uh... I'll look for 'em tomorrow, okay?
The deadline for the trip is tomorrow.
It's tomorrow?
- Dad! - Okay, all right, I'll...
I'll get 'em right now. I'll get back to you.
I got this.
Clay, give us cover fire.
Move to high ground.
The border's just over the ridge.
Everyone get to high ground. Trent, you got Campbell.
Move! Let's go, let's go!
I hope you got something up your sleeve there, Ray,
'cause we're 180.
We'll move to the ridge line, then push west to the border.
I hope that works.
Otherwise, we're fish in a barrel.
Move your ass, Sonny. Let's go!
I said move, Sonny, now!
We lose cover up ahead.
- IRG's closing the gap. - We gotta get to the border.
Let's go! Let's go! Move, move, move!
I'll cover you. Go, go, go!
Damn it!
Where the hell's Sonny?
He was giving me cover fire.
I saw him starting to fall back.
Fire was too heavy. I lost visual.
Havoc, this is Bravo 1.
Heavy contact.
IRG.
Bravo 1, say again your last.
Bravo 1, say again your last.
Taking heavy fire.
Bravo 3 cut off.
Sonny, cut off.
We're blind.
We're not gonna have ISR until they reach the border.
There's no way to help. Nothing to do but wait.
The way they're shooting, looks like he's pinned down
just left of where we crossed.
He's returning fire.
They got him surrounded. We gotta get down there.
Cover. Trent, you and me. Let's move.
Bravo 1, this is Havoc. Sitrep.
Havoc, go for Bravo 1.
This is Havoc. Do you have a situational report
on 3's status?
No eyes on 3 at this time. Situation is developing.
They need backup.
We can send the 1-1.
They're about three kilometers away.
We can't set foot across that border.
- You know that. - What about air support?
Not a chance.
We cannot engage inside Iran.
But maybe a little show of force.
The IRG calls us on it, we play dumb.
We'll tell them the pilots didn't realize they'd crossed the border.
IRG backed off.
Helo incoming!
Get 'em!
Best first date ever.
Sonny, Campbell!
Get your asses over here. We got you covered!
All right, let's get our asses home!
Roger that!
Not right now, Emma. I'm getting it.
Hey, Jason. It's Natalie.
Ja... Jason, are you okay?
Hey, I stopped by your place, and you're not here.
I w...
I went... I went to the storage...
- You're at the... - The storage unit. I-I...
What are you doing there?
I had to get...
I had to get my daughter something.
I...
Uh, listen, can I... can I come get you?
Please. Please.
Yo.
Anyone here?
Welcome home, baby.
I take it you missed me.
You know I did.
Everything go okay?
Yeah, had a few tricky moments,
but, uh, everything came out all right in the end.
- Good. - Mm.
Service record. Evaluations.
Letters of recommendation?
There's a schedule there
to help you keep track of what's due when.
Baby, you-you didn't have to do that.
I wanted to.
You were right.
I haven't been as supportive as I should have.
No. No, I...
I haven't held up my end.
I should have handled my business.
So we work it out.
Together.
Bravo's not your only team, baby.
You're definitely the better-looking one,
- I'll tell you that much. - Well, that's not saying much.
Why didn't you call me?
All the skills the Navy teaches its operators,
they leave out the most important one.
What's that?
How to ask for help.
Uh, I've been meaning to say
I like your shoes.
Thanks.
Just, uh... just got 'em.
Well, you have excellent taste.
Uh, I assume that you can't tell me
where you've been or what you've been doing,
but could you at least tell me what's been bothering you?
They want to give me a medal for what happened in Yemen.
And you don't want it.
Uh, it just doesn't really feel right.
Well, you can tell them where to put it.
It's the military.
They want to give you a medal, they give you a medal.
What, you can't just give it back?
No.
It doesn't really work like that.
Well, if it makes you feel any better,
I can tell you what the ambassador would have done
if someone forced an award on her.
She would have used it.
Nicole always talked about wanting to have
the biggest impact on the world she could.
And she used everything she had in her arsenal to do that.
Sounds like her.
Mother of Mary, I got neighbors, man.
What the hell?
Davis, what the hell are you doing here?
You almost got yourself killed.
- Well, not exactly. - Yes, exactly.
That is exactly what happened.
I told you. I got some neighbors.
I do not care about your neighbors.
I care that you almost died.
I'm okay. I'm fine.
I can't believe that you would scare me like that.
You are such a jackass, Sonny.
Well, this jackass is okay.
- Really? - Mm.
See, I knew you were gonna be upset.
What the hell, Sonny?
- You're right, I am. - Mm-hmm.
Don't do it again.
Cross my heart.
You know, just because we ended...
doesn't mean I stopped loving you.
Yeah.
That's the bitch, ain't it?
Have you tried therapy before?
Uh, against my will. Yeah.
Then why are you here?
Just, uh...
All the good things from my past are just gone,
and, uh, the future just looks empty
to me.
It's like I'm...
... so dead inside.
I look to the future, and I don't see anything.
It all just looks so empty to me.
I just feel like the past is haunting me,
and, uh...
I don't know how to stop it.
I don't know how to stop it.
So I thought, I don't know...
I need help.
Can you help me?
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