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I know that starry-eyed look.

- What's her name?
- Her name's Rebecca. She's from D.C.

I have a work function
on Saturday night.

It's the Congressional Wine Caucus.

Do you want to be my plus-one?

This town can't even get drunk
without ulterior motives.

But if you don't work the machine,
the machine will work you.

I'm gonna try for warrant officer.

Ray, you've wanted to run your own team

for as long as I've known you.

But I got to take care
of my family, babe.

- That's my priority.
- Walk the line for the next few months.

I don't want anything
derailing your application.

- I hear you.
- I don't like that I have to do this right now.

- Do what?
- Tell you that I like you.

Your scene's right here with us.

Things change.

What, because you're an officer now?

- Just have a drink and...
- Get out of my face.

- You need to relax.
- I said get off of me!

That was very stupid, miss.

Goodbye. Very nice.

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Can definitely say that
the hip is officially healed.

Mm. You know, could've gotten
you back in the field faster

if you'd only let me show
you these exercises sooner.

Hey, well, I got to work on my
flexibility, that's for sure.

I did not have any complaints.

You know, practice makes
perfect. You know that.

So admirable. Practice, huh?

If we're gonna... if we're
gonna have some more practice,

then I do have a few requests.

Oh, really? I'm sure you do.

- Mm-hmm.
- Where does that start?

Well, to start,

worked up an appetite.

- You hungry?
- Ah.

What, for food?

Ooh.

Oh, wait a second. What time is it?

Oh.

That's not good.

Listen, I got to, uh...

I got to, uh,

go meet the boys at the Bulkhead.

That means

I can pick up Indian on my way home,

since I don't have to
worry about your palate.

Win-win.

- That's a bad call right there.
- Mm.

Um...

You know, I would, um...

I'd ask you to come and all
to the Bulkhead, but, uh...

Well, us making a-a public appearance

might make some waves.

It's probably good for us

- to let this be what it is
- Yeah.

without anybody else's expectations, you know?

Yeah.

What time you meeting 'em?

Now.

I'm late.

But, tell you what,
why don't you just, um,

order some food?

Just don't-don't touch my mess.

Because if I come back and I don't know

where things are, I get confused,

if people move things.

- And it's, uh... It's my mess, you know?
- I...

- I wouldn't dream of it.
- Yeah.

But, you know what, I'm just
gonna get out of your way.

No, no. You sure?

Yeah, it's cool.

Right. Okay.

Uh, I, um...

I got to get ready.

Go get ready.

So, then there's, uh... there's Brock.

He's, uh... he's the dog handler.

Cerberus, right?

Will I get to meet
him tonight, too, or...

Yes. And, uh,

n-no, there's no dogs allowed in here.

- Oh.
- Unfortunate for Brock's social life.

You're sure you're-you're up for this?

Relax.

Are you nervous I'm not gonna
fit in with your friends?

No, not really. Not at all, actually.

They're just, um...

They're a little-little
different from your crowd.

That's a bold assessment from
a guy who's never met my crowd.

Politicians and pipe
hitters don't really mix.

I'm not sure I'd fit in.

You'd fit in just fine.

Tell me you haven't imagined
yourself on a bigger stage.

Leading my own team one day

is about as big a stage I've considered.

Not sure I believe you.

But when you are ready

to glimpse behind the curtain,

I promise,

I will prep you as well as you
have prepped me for tonight.

Speaking of which,

Full Metal, what's his actual name?

Nobody knows.

Not even him.

Hey. You got a second to talk
about your SOUTHCOM assessment?

Yeah. What's up?

The four HVTs that evaded
capture in Colombia,

did you ever find a link
between any of them and FARC?

We weren't looking for one.

I'd have to check my notes.

Give me 30.

You okay?

Fine.

Years of interrogating
tells me that you aren't.

You want to take a break, talk about it?

I can't. Thanks.

I get isolating yourself from the guys,

but now I'm on the list?

It's nothing that I can talk
about with anyone at Command.

Not even you.

All right. Have it your way.

But... if you change
your mind, you know,

secrets are kind of my thing.

You drive three and a half hours
from D.C. just to see this guy?

That's a lot of time to think

- about how much better you can do.
- True.

Well, I don't
come just to see him.

I mean, I'm enjoying the
wonders of Virginia Beach.

I went to the aquarium today.

Saw some beautiful sandbar sharks.

Okay. I just don't understand

how the government slaps
warning labels on video games,

but yet a temple of aquatic nightmares,

they call that educational.

Oh, so you're the
one that's afraid of water.

Mm-mm.

I ain't scared of water.

Yeah, just everything that's in it.

- Yeah, a lot of stuff on land, too, right?
- Come on now.

Why don't you all just
kick me while I'm down, huh?

Why are you down?

Well, truth be told, you have rendered

my boy Clay here absolutely
useless as a wingman.

Okay, women will definitely
sniff out that he's a decoy

when I swoop in and-and do my thing.

Now I got to...

figure out a new wingman
amongst this motley crew here.

See, Trent, he's too quiet.

Full Metal,

too scary. Too...

Brock.

What do we have here?

Little Vicky Martin.

You know what, just right.

Here we go. You're up, buddy.

Oh, come on, Sonny.

- Vic? No offense, buddy,
- Yeah.

but Vic doesn't know when to let it slip

- that you cried at Wreck-It Ralph.
- Oh...

- Yeah, I had tears.
- Right? Am I right?

- Yeah.
- Oh.

He Al... he also, he also doesn't
know about that one mission...

- Mm-hmm.
- ... where you saved that

tiny little baby cheetah.

Yeah, that baby cheetah's
mom and dad were killed by poachers.

- Aw, I love cheetahs.
- Yep.

Works every time.

- Gotcha. Yeah.
- Boom.

But, unfortunately,

I'm gonna have to stand you
down on this one, buddy.

You see, I need to roll with somebody

that actually, you know,
has their head in the game.

So, Vic,

it is time to shine.

Let's go.

Clay's girl seems pretty nice, huh?

Well, you know, the two of 'em,

they met at a funeral,
so it could be bad luck.

Not everyone can be like you and Naima.

Uh-oh. Trouble in paradise.

What's going on?

No, no, no. It's just, uh...

we found a house we like.

- Nothing wrong with that.
- Yeah.

But Naima's worried about
overextending ourselves.

I'm not sure I should put in an offer

before I find out if I'm
making warrant officer.

This last op you had, you crushed it.

You're gonna get the promotion.

- Yeah?
- Get the house.

Come on.

Clay's new lady.

We like her?

All of us except Sonny.

Doesn't he know

he's still number one in Clay's heart?

- Oh, my goodness.
- Mm?

You just got checked
out at my ten o'clock.

Better get after it, young man.

- "Better get after it, young man".
- Yes.

Guess what, not-not my type.

I've never seen Jason Hayes

pass up a sure thing.

Maybe it's medical.

- Oh.
- It's not medical, all right?

- Trust me.
- Okay.

Are you seeing somebody?

What is this, 20 Questions here?

I'm an interrogator.

- It's kind of what I do.
- Okay, that's fine.

You can be an interrogator. But,
you know what, I'm unbreakable.

So, another beer.
Three shots. Set 'em up.

I'm happy for you,
brother. You have fun.

Yeah, fun. Sure. Totally. Have fun.

But if all he's looking for
is no-strings-attached fun,

our friendly frog hog over here
would fit the bill perfectly.

Maybe he's looking for strings.

- Are you looking for strings? Are you?
- Yeah. Hmm?

There it is.

I'm looking for shots.

All right, fine. You're unbreakable.

- Yeah, yeah. Checkmate.
- But...

if you're not all in with someone,

- you might as well be all out.
- Look at you, huh?

Just handing out relationship
advice like you're, uh,

Dr. Phil.

What can I say? Failure
makes me an expert.

But you did just use
the word "relationship".

You did.

What's with them eyes, man?

You're looking well-rested.

Is that because

Vic discharged his duties
or 'cause he laid a turd?

Oh, he laid a turd, man.

He did, but, uh,

I managed to bag an HVT 'cause Sonny

is too sexy to fail.

Hey, we, uh, we missed you last night.

Where were you?

Work.

All right, celebration's
over, listen up!

This is Yevgenny Kostarov.

Russian arms dealer funneling weapons

on a ratline that runs
from China to Iran.

Russia, China, Iran.

If I've got a North Korea there,
I've got myself a bad-guy bingo.

Latest Intel
has him at a safe house

in Dhaka, Bangladesh.

He is a key HUMINT asset in
unraveling a major network.

We need him brought in alive.

Uh, you know that depends
on how easy he makes it.

And they rarely make it easy.

What kind of resistance
are we looking at?

Kostarov travels everywhere
with two armed guards.

And he's drafted a handful of locals.

So, we're probably think...

Ensign Davis.

A word, please?

Okay.

What the hell does
Ops O want with Davis?

Wish I knew.

Look, all I'm saying,
there's a lot of reasons

why they want to talk
to her, that's all.

Yeah, but what the hell's so important

that they pull Davis out of a warno?

They don't really expect us to spin up

- without our Intel officer?
- Gentlemen.

I will talk to the operations officer

and let you know what I
can after we are done here.

In the meantime, let's focus up.

Along with his armed guards,
Kostarov uses Dhaka locals

for additional security.

Uh, and-and this is a safe house, right?

Not a, not a storage depot.

There's, uh, not a
weapons cache on site?

Intel suggests he keeps
his merchandise elsewhere.

All right, no hostage rescue here, huh?

It's just a straight-up direct action?

It's slow, quiet, barricaded movement.

We got a partner force to, uh,
set up a perimeter, correct?

- Yep.
- All right.

Offset infil.

- Patrol to target.
- In and out.

Be home before bedtime.

All right, we're
wheels up in an hour.

I'll try to get some answers on Davis.

Okay, ASAP.

You're going somewhere in a hurry.

Yeah, well, it's the first
time I'm spinning up

since I got injured, so we'll see
how good your work really is.

You put in the time
and your hip's healed.

- My money's on mission success.
- Yeah.

Unless you and the guys raised
too much hell last night.

Wow, this is weird to
be rooting for the guy

that I'm dating to head into battle.

You weren't really upset that I didn't

let you come with us, were you?

- No, I really wasn't.
- All right.

I mean, you want to
stay off Bravo's radar,

I feel the same way about DEVGRU.

You do?

Yeah.

I mean, people here still question

whether my role is even necessary.

It's kind of hard to win
them over if they see me

as Jason Hayes' girlfriend rather than

as a medical professional
with invaluable expertise.

And besides, we're having fun.

There's no reason to
ruin it with a spotlight.

We're having fun, huh?

Right, well, unfortunately,
I got, I got to go work.

- Yes, you do.
- Mm-hmm.

Just be safe out there.

And take care of yourself.

I will.

Ensign Davis,

you've been accused
of assaulting a member

of local law enforcement, a violation

constituting conduct
unbecoming an officer.

This board will review the events,

allow you the opportunity
to explain them,

and make a recommendation to the XO.

As this misconduct is
too serious to be handled

administratively, the XO
will decide whether or not

a court marshal is in order,

or to take punitive action
under the UCMJ Article 15,

non-judicial punishment.

Do you understand why you're here?

Yes, sir.

Eric?

Ensign Davis, please relax.

According to the New
Jersey police report,

you were a patron at
an establishment called

Downbound Lounge on November
11th... is that correct?

Yes, sir.

Did you consume alcohol

at this establishment?

Yes, sir, I did.

About how many drinks did you have?

Two shots and one beer, sir.

Were you intoxicated?

The Breathalyzer put me at .06, sir.

So you were legally sober

when you struck the New
Jersey police officer?

I have no excuse for my actions or...

We're not looking
for an excuse at this point.

Just a reason.

Very well.

I'm gonna recommend
that your case be moved

forward to an Executive
Officer's Inquiry.

You're dismissed.

Yes, sir.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, not
too close there, okay?

I don't want you crop-dusting me

while I'm getting my beauty sleep.

I can't make any promises.

Just keep it tight there, Vickey Mouse.

Careful, this could be some big, uh,

elaborate payback for
you failing as a wingman.

You know he did his best, but,

uh, what he does need is to be
tutored by the froggiest frogman

that ever frogged. Ain't that right?

Well, I'm happy to help.

I'm not talking about you, Clay.

"Clay"?

- Yeah.
- Not Nick Carter,

- blonde Backstreet Boy?
- No.

No, sorry. See, Obi-Wan, he-he knew

when he lost to the dark side, so...

what I'm gonna do is
focus on Padawan Vic here.

And teach him the wisdom
of someone that wants to,

uh, be fully committed
to the Jedi lifestyle.

You're comparing Rebecca to Darth Vader?

Nah, I mean, the way you
popped off in Liberia,

I don't think you ever would've
done that before you met her.

Hmm? She's got your head turned, boy.

Did you forget about all the other times

- I popped off before I met her?
- I'm just...

saying what is.

- Hmm.
- Okay?

I just need to know

the guy next to me, he's got
his head in the game, that's all.

All right, gather up.

Let's go, wake up.

Brock, let's go.

Metal, up.

Hit Full Metal, will you?

So, I just got off the
phone with Blackburn.

It appears that Davis went through some

disciplinary review...
it's not looking so good.

Next step is Executive Officer Inquiry.

- What?
- Yeah.

- Why?
- She got clipped a couple weeks ago.

Public intoxication,

- assaulting a police officer.
- Davis?

- Yeah.
- No, there's no way.

Well, I figure her last
call was to you, Sonny.

So, you want to fill in the gaps?

Oh, well, this is the
first I'm hearing of it,

but if you ask me, you know,

that officer was probably asking for it.

What the hell I don't understand
is why-why Blackburn didn't

speak up in her defense,
and put an end to it?

Well, he was probably
blindsided by the whole thing

- just like we are.
- It's got to put him in a tough spot

politically with Command,

so it's gonna be on us to
step up for her since he can't.

When's her XOI?

Day after tomorrow.

Well, some long flights,

don't know how hard it's gonna
be to grab Kostarov and...

it's a tight timeline to
get back there for her.

If she doesn't beat
this, she will get bounced

out of Command, that's for damn sure.

That's why we
got to crush this op,

focus up, and get home quick, all right?

So, after we breach, we split the train.

Sonny, you got Vic and Brock.

Basement and first deck.

The rest with me, second
deck and up... got it?

Roger that.

Havoc, this is 1, passing Hatchell.

I copy Hatchell, 1.

Be advised, our partner
forces are offset.

They'll set their perimeter
after you clear the first floor.

Clay, Sonny.

Hold here with the heavy gear

till we make entry.

Trent, pick it.

Sucks what Davis is going through,

but it's not your fault.

Why would it be my fault?

Look, man, I'm not stupid.

Her reaction when you
said that you hooked up

with some chick last night?

You never telling us your girl's name?

Her job change having an impact
on your guys' relationship.

Sonny, it's Davis.

That's all in the past now.

3, this is 2.

First room is clear.

Make entry and stash
the breaching tools.

We can talk about it
another day, but right now,

I need to know the
guy standing next to me

has his head in the game.

Laser focused.

Just like you, princess.

Let's go.

Bravo 3, this is 1.

Take 5 and 7 to clear the
basement of the warehouse.

The rest of us are gonna
hit the upper decks.

Strong copy.

Go, go.

I count three!

Make that two!

Grenade!

Avalanche!

The hell was that?

Everyone good?

Yeah, roger that, boss.

Bravo 3, this is 1. Radio check.

Bravo 3, this is 1. Radio check.

That's good. Copy.

Read you, Lima Charlie.

What the hell happened down there?

Looks like a frag went
off in the basement,

setting off a sympathetic detonation.

Aw, man.

What the hell's down there?

Well, might as well
have been a wildfire,

'cause the floors from
above are collapsed

all the way down to the basement,

blocking the stairwell.

Need help getting out?

Uh, that is a negative.

We'll work the problem.

Copy that.

Bravo 1, ISR just
registered a heat signature

of what looks like a large
explosion on target. How copy?

Yeah, we got heavy ordnance

that detonated in the basement.

- No casualties. Charlie Mike.
- Roger that.

Do you need assistance
from our partner forces?

Have them make sure that
the front entrance is clear.

- Explosion probably woke up the neighborhood.
- Roger. We're on it.

Havoc out.

All right, get Bangladesh
Counterterrorism

and Transnational Crime on
the horn and pass the word.

All right, boys,
quickie saw's upstairs.

We got to sledge our way out of here.

Unless y'all got, uh, any better ideas.

Well, you got breaching charges, right?

Can we blast it, give us a head start?

That is such a sweet
thought there, Vickey Spears,

but unless you want to
bleed out of your eyeballs

from the overpressure,
I'd start swinging.

Yep, it is...

sledge-o-matic time.

Whoa.

Bangladesh... what's going on?

On my way to brief Lindell.

Some ordnance detonated on target.

But the Intel said that
they're a safe house.

Nothing about a weapons cache.

- They okay?
- No injuries. Definitely a setback.

They can take care of
themselves, unlike you.

What?

You do know that you can
speak in your own defense

at the DRB, right?

I just thought that I...

I thought I should stay humble.

That wasn't humility.
That was surrender.

What the hell happened that night, Lisa?

Some guys were hitting on me.

I hit back.

Cop was in the wrong
place at the wrong time.

Then why didn't you just
say that? Better yet,

why didn't you use your
one phone call on me?

I could've helped you get ahead of this.

The fact that you didn't inform anyone

makes the entire chain of command doubt

whether you're honest and trustworthy.

If you can't prove that
you're both to the XO,

you're headed for captain's mast.

Trent, Metal.

Clear the rest of the
building. We got this.

That's Kostarov.

He's bad, boss.

We got to get him to
secondary care fast, J.

He's losing too much blood and
that QuikClot's not gonna stop it.

We need all the information
we can out of that guy's head.

If he dies, mission failure.

He's gone.

Damn it.

Grab biometrics.

Havoc, this is 1.

Go for Havoc.

Scratch my last. Bravo 1 out.

Roger that, 1.

Got Ethernet cables.

Yeah. Looks like they
go up to the third floor.

Maybe Kostarov has a computer.

Well, let's go see what's
on the other end of them.

Bravo 3, sitrep?

Still working the problem, boss.

- Almost through.
- Copy that.

J, we don't have time

to treasure hunt through a
third world unstable building.

I want to salvage this op and get

- the Intel that we need.
- If the priority's getting back

to Davis, shouldn't we just
bust the boys out and head home?

Building's all clear.

Okay. Let's roll. We'll
cruise to this SSE.

Pilot'll make up time in the air.

Gonna need another way up.

This is pretty direct.

Vic.

One more good hit right there.

Aw, come on, now.

That is not good.

Not good at all.

The smoke is getting thick.

We need to get this under control,

and when we do, we will
De-jock and conserve our oxygen.

Aw, the heat's melting the plastic.

Bravo 1, this is Bravo 3.

We got a problem.

I need some help down here, buddy.

Bravo 3, say your last.

We got smoke coming through
the hole in the wall.

We can't seem to stop it, and
it's getting really hard to breathe.

Okay. Bravo 3, stand by.

Full Metal, grab the breaching tools,

- help the boys.
- Roger that.

Clay, you're with me.

Let's go find some kind of a jackpot.

Yeah.

So what's going on
with you and Sonny, huh?

You been fighting all the
time. In the bar, in the plane.

- What's the problem?
- Uh, he's got a problem with Rebecca.

Problem with you or her?

Here they are.

I don't know, maybe
both. He's still reeling

from his chick freakin' torpedoing him.

You second-guessing
bringing her around us?

Nah. Sonny'll get over it.

You know, Bravo's the
biggest part of my life,

figure Rebecca needs
to be a part of it, too.

Jackpot.

Nothing. There's no hard drives.

If he's here, hard drives are here.

Tear it up.

I would rather drown in a torpedo tube

than be cremated in this stairwell.

Tell you what,

I hate fire and I hate smoke!

We're coming to you, Bravo, 3.

Still on our way down
to the quickie saw.

Dead end.

Ray.

Weak spot. Shouldn't take too
much to break through here.

Yeah? Good idea. Let's do it.

Surprised to see you back
in the saddle, you know?

After what happened with Stella.

What-what other option do I have?

You know? I mean, after
my parents got divorced,

the only thing my dad committed
to was just being a lone wolf.

I'm sure it was a lot of
fun when he was younger,

- but now he's just alone.
- Having a new girl,

no guarantee you're
not gonna end up alone.

You have the same job...

she's gonna have the same issues.

- Yeah, but you can't look at it like that.
- No?

No, I mean, you just got to
ignore and override, you know?

It's like overcoming an injury, right?

You just put the old
relationship behind you,

and you just hope for the best.

Hey, what's this?

Look at that.

What do you got?

Got a safe.

Nice. I need the quickie saw
to open this thing, though.

Ray needs it for the boys.

- How about a single torch?
- No, Trent's carrying it.

Looks like this baby's coming with us.

Grab the sledge.

Damn it.

Well...

it was a good idea.

Havoc Base, this is Bravo 2.

We have a pretty good
fire cooking down here.

Got to be a lot of smoke in the air.

Can we determine an
emergency services ETA

using the ISR feed?

Sir, this column of vehicles

seems to be emergency services trucks,

but they're not running their
lights, so I can't be sure.

I'm attempting to contact
them now to confirm.

Havoc Base, this is
Bravo 2. Radio check. Over.

That's a good check, Bravo 2. Stand by.

- We're working on it.
- Roger that. Standing by.

To stand by, apparently.

Yeah. Be nice if they had a fire

up under their ass in Virginia beach.

How long does it take to get an answer?

Longer than our boys have.

- We got to put that fire out ourselves.
- With what?

We can't smother it,
so we got to starve it.

How many slap charges you got on you?

- I got one.
- Two on me.

Pull 'em.

Bravo 1, this is Bravo 2.

We're gonna do some internal
explosive breaching down here.

Roger that. Building's not gonna be able

to take much more stress.
Any other options?

Whatever gets us
out of here fastest, boss.

We're running out of time.

Copy that. Bravo 2, send it.

Well, here we go, boys.

Metal, toss it in.

- Good?
- Yeah.

Fire in the hole!

Okay, this'll get us
back to the main room.

Let's rig a way down.

Trent, grab the fire extinguisher.

Metal, get the saw.

Damn it.

All right, Trent, when
you're done with that,

I got a present for you.

We should be able to
get to them through here.

Hit it.

Fire that up, Metal.

I'm through.

Sonny, you okay?

Sonny, you guys okay?

Come on. Come on.

Cerberus, come here. Cerberus!

All right, I got him.

- I got him, I got him, I got him.
- All right, all right.

Here, Cerberus. Come on.

Sonny? Sonny?

Vic. Brock.

Sonny!

It, uh, sure'd be nice
if I wasn't the guy

that always needed bailing out.

- Just once.
- Don't...

Don't think of it like that, buddy.

We only cared about saving the dog.

We didn't even know
you were in that room.

So, just talked to the pilot.

He's hauling ass.

Looks like we might actually
pull this off, brother.

- Yeah. Jeez.
- Hard drives are in the safe.

Snatching victory from defeat. Nice.

Yeah. Well, no time to
spike the football just yet.

Got a teammate back home
we got to get to and save.

Isn't that right, Ray?

Damn straight.

Yes, it was a mistake

not to tell Command about the incident.

I believe I have learned my lesson.

I understand that my behavior
outside of work reflects

on my character as a naval officer.

Is there anything else that
Command should learn from me

rather than an outside source?

I was in a relationship
with a member of my unit.

We took great pains to keep it
a secret because we were in love,

but it was a violation of
the fraternization rules.

Let's go.

XOI in ten minutes. Let's
move. Sonny, come on.

Gentlemen.

Master Chief.

What's up, Mack?

Slap charges, huh?

Outside of the box problem-solving.

Earns a lot fans during
a warrant officer review.

- Yeah.
- We should talk real quick.

Oh, I really appreciate you, Mack,

but I'm kind of in a rush right now.

I know. You're gonna go
stand in for Davis, right?

Yeah.

Look, it's just as easy to lose fans

as it is to win 'em, Ray.

You give your word on
Davis, and she goes down...

it's bad optics, man.

Worse than not standing
up for a teammate?

Her character's being questioned.

If you're absolutely certain

she can beat this thing, then fine, but

for the sake of your career, for
the people that depend on it...

you can't be on the wrong side of this.

Ray, let's go.

Yeah.

Ensign Davis, we're ready.

We're here to speak to the commander.

It's not exactly protocol.

Duly noted. My team still wants a say.

Coming?

All right.

Sir, we're aware that Ensign Davis messed up.

She made a mistake off the clock,

far away from the battlefield.

When I take my team
outside of the wire, she is

the best Intel officer
at the command, sir.

She's as important
as any shooter on our team.

I trust her with my life.
With all of our lives.

You're running her
up because you think that she

used bad judgment.

That's just ass-backwards, sir.

Ensign Davis' entire life has
been a series of tough calls.

Well, she ain't ever made a bad one.

She always puts the Navy first.

Always.

Ahead of herself

and ahead of her own happiness.

I'll tell you what,

if that ain't character, then

I don't know what is.

Sir.

Ensign Davis appears lucky to
have Bravo Team on her side.

We're lucky to have her as one of us.

Thank you for letting us talk, sir.

You didn't have to do that.

You're one of us.

Family.

Always got your back.

Do you need a moment, Ensign?

No, sir. I'm ready.

All right, here we go. Raise 'em up.

Here's to Ensign Davis
for beating the rap, huh?

- Davis!
- She beat the rap, right?

Captain's mast is gonna
have to wait a while

- to claim one of Bravo's own.
- Oh, God.

Well, thank you. Thank you
all so much. I... I mean it.

It's really good to be
reminded I'm a part of a pack.

I really do wish you would
let me pay for tonight,

since I can't even drink, so...

Yeah, not a chance. Not
while your pay's been docked.

- Skoal.
- Thank you, boss.

- Guys.
- Yeah.

- Hey.
- Hey.

I, uh... I'm sorry I wasn't there.

Hey, look, you had a hard call to make.

Believe me, I get it.

Think it was the right one?

Not for me to say, Ray.

Yeah.

Tough... but fair.

Hey, thank you for
what you said in there.

Hmm. Yeah.

Well... I meant every word.

Should have went in
there with you guys.

Stop beating yourself up, all right?

You know, you did what
was best for your family.

Davis... she was saved, so,
you know, it's a win-win.

Yeah, I know I'm doing
what's best for my family.

It's just... today doesn't
feel like victory, Jason.

Are you listening to yourself right now?

Come on. Change is good.

Adapt or die. You know that.

That's ironic coming from you.

How's that? Why is that ironic?

What, do you think I can't change?

- Is that what you're saying?
- D... No, no.

- No.
- No, no. It's not a question of ability, brother.

It's... a question of
wanting to.

Five, four, three, two...

- Oh, just in time, man. Just in time.
- No, I got it. I got it.

- I got it.
- All right, all right, what we got?

All right, we got some live
ones over by the dartboard.

Ooh-ee!

Okay, let's see what kind of moves

you got there, Ricky Martin.

Want to go play the no game?

- Yup.
- Oh, yeah? Okay, yeah.

I don't remember Clay being
this wet behind the ears.

Uh-uh. Tinkerbell was way worse,

- way worse.
- Where is he?

No, no. It don't matter, okay?

It's not like Leave it to
Beaver could help us anyway.

Mm. Love awaits.

I really like your shirt.

You clean up nice.

I, uh... I figured I got
to amort these shoes.

Thank you for making the trek out here.

What changed your mind?

You.

I, uh... I wanted to explain

I haven't been honest with you.

Oh, don't tell me you're married.

Or worse.

Just regular Navy.

I have imagined myself
on a bigger stage.

Maybe there are better
ways to impact the world

than carrying a rifle.

Well, you're in the right place.

Here. Come on.

I need to worry about
Quinn's influence on Lopez?

No, man. Sonny just
needed a new wingman.

That bromance is gonna be over

as soon as he realizes
Vic is the better prize.

Sonny ever think about asking
me to wingman for him?

Yeah, that's a good one, Eric.

- I'll be right back.
- Yeah.

Hey. You came.

Your text said it was important.

Whoa. What... ?

It's just a flesh wound. Listen, I...

I know that we're just
having fun here, and that...

you know, that you want
to keep things separate,

and I completely respect that,

I honor that and-and
I fully understand that,

but I don't know
if I could really do this

unless we are all-in.

And, look, if you want to
turn around right now

and walk away,

you can do that, and I
respect that. Go ahead.

Uh...

Maybe that was
a little bit of an excuse.

Preventative measure
against more scar tissue.

We both have enough.

All-in...

has strings.

Strings... they get messy, and...

I got a messy life.

Lot of strings.

I just want to make sure

that you understand
what I'm saying here.

I'm sure.

Messy can be fun.

Yeah, well, I don't know about
how much fun it can be, but...

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