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Previously on SEAL Team that baggage

that comes from war... It just doesn't go away.

If you really want to protect your brothers,

you can't just be their sheepdog when you're downrange.

The wounds you can't see are the hardest to deal with,

as I'm sure your wife knows.

No, but, what are you trying to say?

Lady, you don't know anything about me.

- What happened with that doctor? - I left things a bit of a mess

back home with Naima.

It's not on you to fix this problem for me.

The way you reacted to him... I'm just wondering

if he's doing to you what he did to me.

Nothing to report, Lieutenant.

You've been making people uncomfortable.

You don't treat anyone on this ship the way

- that you treated me. - Message received.

I just learned you dropped the ball as Bravo rep

at yesterday's general quarters meeting.

Maybe you just chose the wrong guy to be secretary.

I got an email from Hannah that she was having

some sort of complications.

Yeah. You're drinking?

But you got to evolve.

Better choices.

- Hayes. - Yeah?

- Where's the team? - The high bay.

Probably at each other's throats by now.

Fight club, that's right.

Take a seat, little man.

Come on, man!

Who's up?

Want me to go gather them up?

Wanted to talk to you, actually.

Bravo's mission failure last op isn't sitting right with me.

- Feel we may be steering. - This ship to different ports.

Know what?

We're steering in the right direction. My team's good to go.

Even Quinn?

Let's see what the new papa's got. Bring it.

Can't deny his behavior a few weeks ago was pathetic,

botching his general quarters duty.

Look, I got his head back straight.

Probably didn't help that you gave his job to Clay.

Spenser's reliable. How about Warrant Officer Perry?

I'd hoped he'd be more of an asset this deployment,

but he's seemed distracted.

Uhp.

Ray's dealing with some home front stuff,

but I'm telling you, I'm on it.

All right, man? Bravo is good.

Look at these boys?

We ever get off this ship, you'll be able

to come check it out.

May get the opportunity sooner than you think.

- Got an op coming down the pike. - Well,

must be big with you playing 20 questions.

Could be a game-changer.

Good, 'cause we didn't come all this way

just to fight each other, did we?

Come on! Let's go.

Hold it...

All right, simmer down, now, okay?

All right, hey, hey... Break it up!

No Jace?

Op falls under S.A.

Cell phone pulled from our deceased Boko Haram lieutenant

has proven more valuable than the Agency imagined.

Among the trove of Intel was this.

A previously unknown Boko camp

30 klicks outside of Kano, Nigeria.

Up to 60 Boko fighters living there.

Serious hornet's nest.

But that's not what caught the CIA's eye.

C units, used to cool the computer servers housed within.

Intel indicates that this camp is a hub

for Boko Haram's data channels.

The same dirt bags that are killing people with machetes

are tech'd up like this?

Boko's evolving, just like we've seen

with I.S. and A.Q. previously.

Boko is a 20,000-person terrorist business.

Hacking into their network could lay bare their whole structure.

Finances, personnel, targets.

The CIA is tasking Bravo

with infiltrating to plant a device

that would allow them to tap all data passing through.

Got a solid plan for infil.

Now, the camp receives a regular water delivery.

CIA's outfitting a look-alike tanker truck.

Trojan Horse?

Downside,

those water deliveries happen during the day,

forcing you to execute without the cover of night.

We will be lifestyle-patterning the camp

for the next week with IMAGINT,

getting all the details bolted down.

Meantime, Bravo will flesh out the target package.

Warrant Officer Perry, you'll read the team in.

Roger that.

Crammed into airless metal boxes

seems to be the theme of this deployment?

It's the action we've all been craving.

Take the Hindenburg if it gets us there.

That was a good one, Andrew Dice Clay,

but why don't you shut up and start prepping?

All right, let's see. Det cord's already cut,

labeled, double-checked.

And I have ID'd all the target breaching points, too.

You're on top of it.

Like butter on bacon.

Now, where is Jace?

You want the teacher to give you a sticker?

The hell's going on here?

He might've caught me

a little Cooter Brown the other night,

sipping on, Bravo's private stash.

I knew it was a mistake

bringing that booze on board, man.

If we get caught with that stuff on the ship...

Easy there, blonde-noser, okay?

Bravo 1 is the only person that knows,

and he's already given me what-for.

You were drinking alone?

Look, Sonny,

I know that you're stressed out about being a dad,

but if you're gonna make it through this deployment

I've already got one sheepdog

breathing down my neck, thank you.

You need a swim buddy.

Keep you sane and out of trouble.

All right, you and me...

We'll work out together, we'll eat together,

I check in with Stella, you check in with Hannah.

I feel like this is working up to some weird

tandem bathroom thing.

Man... I'm serious, man.

I'll have your back and I'll make sure Jason's off it.

All right. Show me the way, there, L. Blonde Hubbard.

Everything okay?

Might be if I didn't have to keep getting a damn token

to reset my SIPRNet password.

That's weird. I haven't heard of anybody else

having to do that.

Where do you have to get it from?

Commander Whitshaw's department. Been happening all week.

He's retaliating.

For what?

I confronted him.

The way he was harassing you, I...

Wh... I told you I didn't want to get into that.

I didn't mention your name.

I tried not to make it about you.

Well, now it is.

Retaliation is more harassment.

- You need to report him. - No.

- I'll help. - No. You've done enough.

Mina, reporting is the only way

this becomes his problem, not yours.

Is there anything else

you'd like to add to the report?

No. I think that's everything.

I'd like to add something. When I first learned

about the harassment, I made a mistake.

I confronted Lieutenant Commander Whitshaw about

the behavior to try to correct it informally.

Considering the circumstance,

I don't see much of a mistake in that.

The mistake was thinking that he could be reasoned with.

Instead of putting his victim

through more disruption.

You deserve to be treated fairly.

We will address the SIPRNet problem,

which seems to be retaliation.

And we'll make sure the command issues a no-contact order

against Lieutenant Commander Whitshaw

for the duration of the investigation.

Great.

There's nothing in there.

No? You like... No. Nope.

You boys are at it early.

We already hit the gym, too.

Bench-press up-shorts view ain't any prettier at 0500.

All right, well, I'll tell you what, man,

Let's dial in this op.

We don't want to be sitting ducks

with Boko, that's for sure.

The only thing I'm afraid of is me.

All right. Okay, Jeffrey Dahmer.

Okay.

Okay, guard's choke point's

here.

This here gives us cover.

Securing this area covers exfil.

I must admit, Master Chief,

Bravo's delivered an airtight mission plan.

Glad you weren't over promising on their readiness.

Told you, the team's good to go.

Only thing missing is the green light.

- Yep. - The next day or two.

Hey, that promise... it still stands.

You know, you want to suit up with us on game day,

- you're more -than welcome to. - All right.

Jason Hayes extending an olive branch?

Lack of oxygen down here must be getting to you.

Yeah, I'm just, you know, happy

that Bravo's firing on all cylinders, right?

Like you?

Yeah. Matter of fact,

I'm heading up to write a letter to Naima right now.

What, no Face Time?

Writing it down helps me get my thoughts straight.

- Find the right words. - Yeah.

You volunteering to be a human thesaurus?

Yeah, I didn't think so.

Hey, I

I thought that Ray squared things away with Naima

before we left.

Yeah, you got some bad Intel there.

I'll make sure that, Ray's on it.

There's no problem that can't be worked, right?

Yeah.

Wait, wait, so

pest control still hasn't been out?

Well, t-the landlord swore that it would happen today.

Stella. No, I-I get it,

You don't... Don't overreact.

You don't-you don't need to move out.

No, babe. Whoa!

Hang on. I-I got to go.

Definitely not my...

- Sonny. Hey, you all right? - Where did my pillow...

- You all right? - That's gonna leave a mark. Yeah. Yeah.

Hey, Clay.

Clay Spenser.

Hey, Full Metal. What up?

Wh

I think I just sprung a leak.

Does this look like bourbon to you?

- Metal, help him up. - Hey, keep it down.

People are sleeping.

- All right. - Move.

Hook up... There... Ooh.

I swear I haven't been drinking.

Somebody spiked the punch.

All right, where we going? Hey!

- Hey, get out. - What are you d... what you doing?

We need the room, let's go.

- Frogmen only. - Yes, sir.

Kid's a regular Steven Seagal protecting us from the siege.

- Hey, shut up. - What?

Yeah. Shh. Jason or Soto hear us, we're screwed.

- You understand? Shut up. - Excuse me, guys, keep it quiet.

Shut... He's gonna need stitches.

Smells like he's good on anesthesia.

Yeah. Just lucky that Jace wasn't in the berthing.

Brock, go make sure the blood's cleaned up, all right?

- Roger. - Thanks.

Make it quick. Chop, chop, Brock.

Whole stash is gone.

- Who did that? - Did you drink this all tonight.

Or you been lying to me all week?

Um...

What's it matter anyway, seriously?

Other than letting down the life coach

I didn't really ask for in the first place.

Don't move. You weren't just gas lighting me.

What about Jason?

All stations, the ship has moved

into Threat Con Yoke.

Set all departments to Condition Yoke.

Is that a drill?

Whoa.

Either way, half the ship's gonna be up and about.

Dance party.

- Hey. Hey. Look at me. - Yeah. Hey.

Soon as you're sewn up, we're slipping back.

Yeah? Into the racks, silent,

and you're showing up tomorrow squared away, you got it?

- You got it? Yeah. - Shh.

As you all heard last night, the ship is now in Threat Con Yoke.

All personal and non-essential comms have been shut down.

We can't call home?

For how long?

Until the submarine that was detected bearing our direction

is determined not to be a threat.

What's that do to our op?

Current Threat Con doesn't impact it. We'll proceed as planned.

Great. Okay, Sonny and Trent, you're going to shore

to check on the infil vehicle.

Let's make that Ray and Trent.

I'm happy to stay put.

Fine. Everyone, let's, check on our gear.

And, we get the go-ahead any moment now, got it?

Hey! Why's Sonny still in your doghouse?

Really claiming you didn't know?

Know what?

A master-at-arms reported an incident

in the gear room last night.

Five members of Bravo stumbled in at 0200.

One bleeding and reeking of booze... "the good 'ol boy."

All right, look, man, I thought I set Sonny straight.

Well, you thought wrong.

I closed the loop with the M.A., so Bravo hopefully

won't be tossed from the ship.

You still certain Bravo will crush any op comes their way?

All right, look, whatever happened last night, you know,

my men are still sharp outside the wire.

Glad I'll get to judge for myself.

I'll leave you to deal with the guys.

You see our contact?

No. Might be out back.

Yo. You mind?

Yeah, go ahead.

Okay... okay.

Okay.

Okay, all right...

Everything okay?

Yeah, yeah.

The, hatch sticks.

Make sure it's fixed before we roll out, all right?

Ray, how'd it go?

Water truck solid?

It will be.

What's eating at you?

What, all of a sudden you're just,

tapped into everyone around here?

What's that supposed to mean?

Look, Sonny got hurt and plastered last night.

- I had to hear that from Soto. - Well,

if you're asking if I knew about it, I-I had no clue, man.

Of course. You haven't been clued-in

since you've been on board here.

Jace, I told you this new job has got me pulled in different

directions than deployments past.

Besides, I thought you were the Bravo whisperer now.

Fixing everyone's issues.

It's Davis.

- Go time? - Well, let's hope so.

I got to get off this ship.

The latest IMAGINT on the Boko camp revealed

a new element on target.

Prisoner. We know kidnap and ransom

is Boko's bread and butter.

FRS was able to ID him. James Parker.

Medical aid worker who was abducted five years ago.

American.

Okay, so now we're taking on a hostage rescue as well.

Well, Agency has made clear that placing the spy ware device

remains the sole mission objective.

But we would be remiss to not let you know

of all presence on target.

Understood. Guy's been there

for five years, we're supposed to pretend like he's not?

There's no reason we can't get him.

Building where hotel's being held is on

the opposite side of the camp from the servers.

Water delivery cover only gives us 20 mikes on target,

- Can't hit both spots. - We'll split the team, all right?

Half take the server room, the other half hits our hotel.

Full light of day, unproven infil platform,

60 enemy on target?

Odds are already teetering, you want to stack more?

One other factor in the mix.

15 minutes ago, ISR shows

approximately half the fighters

departing camp. Typically, patterning shows those

war parties gone 12 to 24 hours.

They split the enemy in half. We got to move right now.

- You gonna help? - About time, we hit dry land, Jace.

These boots almost forgot what doors taste like.

- You loaded Soto's kit? - Check.

- Ray's kit? - Check.

- Subsonic rounds? - Check and check.

- Packed and ready to play. - All right, look, you know what?

A lot of moving parts in this op.

I need both your heads dialed in, you got it?

Roger that.

- He knows. - What?

About last night.

We got-we got to clear the air. We got to come clean.

No, you're just being paranoid, man. Jason just tapped us

as his wingmen on his hostage rescue team.

Yeah, so he can keep an eye on us.

Look, we can't have this hanging over us before we roll out.

Well, that'll clear the air like one of Pepper's

silent-but-dead lies, okay?

Jason don't know and that's the way he likes it.

Now focus up, bruh.

Here you go.

Boko's run off all the locals out here.

Bravo, passing phase-line blue.

Bravo copies phase-line blue.

Ten klicks out.

Hey. Let's go. Wake up. Remember,

drop-dead time on target's 20 mikes.

Not a second to waste. You got it, Sonny?

Yeesh. So, no, stop at the food court, then?

Okay, I think he knows.

All departments, set conditions for Threat Con Dog Zebra.

Battle stations. Battle stations.

I'm assuming this is not a drill?

The sub that's been trailing us has been identified as Chinese.

The captain's concerned about them breaching the ship's data.

And we're not taking any chances.

Does that mean that we're full comms blackout?

We're in the dark while Bravo's in the middle of an op?

I've approved an encrypted line for your drone feed

and a data burst text to Bravo's MBITR to inform them

of the situation. Be vague.

Copy. We get one message

to let Bravo know that their comms are out.

I think command set aside the no-contact

order because of the Threat Con.

If you need to step out,

I got this.

Wouldn't give him the satisfaction.

Ready?

Ship's in Threat Con Zebra.

We've lost all comms with Havoc.

That's no-go criteria.

We know the plan. We can do it blind.

Stop the truck, Ray.

Guards are watching.

This truck get squirrely,

they will never let us in again.

This happens now or it doesn't happen at all.

What's he doing?

Looks like he's thirsty.

Jug. Give me the jug of water. Hurry up.

That's it. Come on.

Brock, Metal, take the backside of hostage target.

- Dual entry on my call. - All right.

We'll rally back here in 20.

Sooner the better.

Bravo 2, approaching primary.

Bravo 5, you and Metal

take the backside, dual entry on me.

Copy, Bravo 1. We're set.

Didn't Jace already make that call?

- See what you need? - Yeah.

Boko's own cell phones will seed a backdoor into the network.

You see a green light,

we're good.

Something Havoc might've helped with?

Bravo 1, this is 2. We have jackpot.

Heading back to the truck now. What's your ETA?

That's a negative. We need you over here now.

What can we do for the rest?

Well, we set them loose, we got

how we get them to the truck without getting spotted,

and not to mention this ain't gonna be easy for us,

but, we ain't got room for 'em.

We can't just leave them here.

Burning time.

Let's go.

All right, Clay, Metal.

I want you to get, names and clear videos

of each hostage. Got it?

What does this accomplish?

Get the local Intel to G5

once CIA's looked at the servers.

Then they come by and scoop up the rest of the prisoners.

Best option on the table.

Yep. Let's move. Quick. Let's go.

Let's go.

Made the right call, Jace.

Why are they still in there with the hostage?

I don't know, but look at this.

War party's returning.

And we can't warn Bravo.

I'm originally from Kano state,

but my village is Madobi.

It is not far.

You can take me there.

Okay. Let's go. Hey, we got to move.

We're at the drop-dead time on target.

- We got to go. Come on. - Please.

We've been here so long.

I'm sorry. There's nothing I can do right now.

I'm sorry. It's all we can do.

Sorry. Sorry.

We got to move. Let's go.

What?

The most powerful warriors are patience and time.

Please, wait! Wait!

Wait! Please!

- Help us! - Help us! Help us!

Please, help us!

Wait, help us!

Wait!

Help!

Ray. Ray!

Hey, Ray, you hear me?

Team's loaded in. Let's move.

- Move, move, move! Come on. - Yeah.

Roger that.

They're back.

Bravo, be advised. War party's coming in.

They don't know we're in here, all right?

- They're just getting rowdy. - You sure about that?

I'm out.

They're out.

They're good.

No. Not until they're back here.

Convoy of vehicles from the direction of the camp.

Hauling ass.

Moving faster than we can.

Puts them on us before we're anywhere near exfil.

Bravo 1, we got three vehicles en route from target,

about five klicks back and gaining. Over.

Probably found the dead guard.

Copy that. How long till they're on us?

Ten mikes if we're lucky.

Sonny, give me demo count.

Everyone's loaded out, plus mine.

Why?

Bravo 2, got a cluster of buildings. It looks abandoned.

One klick ahead.

Boy.

What are they doing?

They think they're gonna take shelter there?

Jason's got to have a plan.

All right. The tanker's rigged to blow.

Let's hope they choose door number one.

Okay, let's hope so, or we're gonna get outgunned.

I'll take Parker,

put some distance between him and any firefight.

- Bravo 6. - Come with me, sir.

Bravo 2 is moving the hotel to another position.

You guys stay here. We'll move to another building.

Copy, 1. I have eyes on.

Look alive, Bravo.

Kids are in the pool.

Bravo 2, be advised.

We got two tangos moving towards your location.

Should've kept Ray with us.

Ray's gonna be fine.

Bravo 2 copies.

- Two tangos headed my way. - They're coming. No.

No. No, no, no!

I can't go back, please. I beg of you, please.

They're coming. You cannot... Hush.

Just breathe. Just breathe, all right?

You're gonna have to be quiet.

- I'm here with you, okay? - Okay.

Bravo 1, tangos are in the decoy building.

Good copy. Technical's in the clear.

Listen, we got two vehicles in our blast zone.

We're gonna need two operable ones for our exfil.

No visual on the two tangos who were moving Ray's direction.

Bravo 2, what's your sitrep?

Ray's gone quiet.

- We got to find out why. - Bravo 3,

do not detonate till Clay gives you the go.

Copy 1.

Too bad they didn't get the memo where we needed them to park.

That SUV is still idling.

I can move it from the blast zone.

All right, that plus the Technical equals two.

Gonna have to sprint past the Technical

to get to it.

I'm faster, I'll go.

I don't have a kid to think about.

6, this is 3.

Metal's making a run for the SUV.

Clear a path.

Bravo 3, turn steel,

turn steel, turn steel.

Get to the Technical.

Yeah, Metal! Full Metal! That's it.

Go, Metal. Go, go, go!

Ray, I'm coming to your pos.

Ray!

All clear.

Nice cleanup, Ray.

Bravo 1, this is 6. Second vehicle acquired.

External's secured.

Bravo 1 copies all.

Sorry.

You got nothing to be sorry for, sir.

I was just afraid.

So close to getting my life back,

seeing my family again.

You're gonna see them soon.

I can't believe it's over.

It's over.

They can't hurt me anymore.

You're going home.

Attention on deck. General Quarters is moving

to Threat Con Yoke. Resume normal operations.

Bravo 1, this is Havoc.

Comms are back online,

but we caught the whole show on ISR.

Copy, Havoc. Bravo passes jackpot.

En route to exfil.

Copy, Bravo 1. Not bad for being in the dark.

No-contact order is back in effect.

Yeah, until the "needs of the Navy" take priority again.

See, all the talk about addressing these problems...

It's still war fighting over war fighters.

Look, you've got to trust that

this investigation's gonna bear out.

And I will be here with you, no matter what.

I got it.

Nice shooting today there on Sad Hill.

Between you, me and Metal, it was a true.

"Good, the Bad, and the Ugly."

You need to come clean to Jason.

I thought we cleansed you of your cake-eating ways.

If you want to sabotage your own life,

fine, okay?

But you got to stop bringing everybody else down around you.

If we could only all just be like you,

lifting everyone up lucky enough to be in your presence.

You know, Stella really hit the jackpot

with your arrogant ass.

Telling you to get your act together

doesn't make me arrogant.

All right? It might... it might make me stupid

- for thinking that -you could ever evolve. - Thinking that

you're gonna be Jason Hayes on a battlefield

and Ray Perry off?

That's creating a species of Frogman that doesn't exist.

So, real humble.

Okay, well, excuse me for trying to get better, right?

Rather than just accepting I'm gonna come up short

on everything I try to achieve.

The difference between you and I is that I live in reality.

- Really? - I know exactly who I am.

Same reality that had you lying to me all week?

- That reality? - The only person

that's lying here is you.

To yourself and to Stella.

What, you think you're gonna skate through this job clean?

Comms go out, ops stick with you.

People around you get hurt.

And it's not just the ones kitting up.

But you go on, Clay.

You keep pretending that

that it ain't this life.

I see you already got your excuses to tell your daughter.

They want to interview me for that SOCOM job.

The one you've been hoping for, right?

Yeah.

Congratulations.

- You deserve it. - Thanks.

They said you were in here. Chief Hassan,

would you like to come with me to discuss

the investigation?

You can say whatever you need to here.

The investigation has concluded.

Wait, already?

I-I thought it takes, two weeks.

Less, if a clear picture emerges.

Lieutenant Commander Whitshaw is being counseled

for conduct unbecoming of an officer.

It will be reflected in his FITREP.

Otherwise, no further action will be taken.

- Wha... That's it? - Since it was harassment

rather than assault,

command discretion plays a bigger role.

And given the current strategic circumstances...

It's war fighting over war fighters.

Cards on the table,

J.G. Davis, you failed to inform me

that you had some unresolved past animosity

against Lieutenant Commander Whitshaw.

Wait a minute, this has nothing to do with me.

If I had known, perhaps Whitshaw's assertion

that this matter was really about exercising your grudge

would have carried less weight with the investigative team.

She was trying to help me.

May have been better ways to do that.

But if Lieutenant Commander Whitshaw

retaliates again

you both know where to find me.

I'm sorry.

No, don't be.

The whole process is a minefield. I'll be fine.

Ray.

Yeah, just one second.

Yeah, come on in.

What's got you sharking?

You're usually kicking back after a victory.

Yeah, not much of a mission success, you know,

with, leaving those people behind, that's for sure.

The one we saved isn't home free either.

It just killed me seeing

how relieved he was,

so happy that the whole nightmare was over,

when really it's just...

Hard road ahead for him.

Yeah.

And he's doing it without the training that allows us

to handle it all.

Right.

He's not as lucky as you.

You know, Jace,

you were right, man. Um

I should have been aware of Sonny's mess.

Yeah, I thought I hammered him out last week.

I'm not sure how I'm gonna handle him now.

Maybe... maybe don't.

What are you saying... I can't?

No, I'm saying you don't have to.

I mean, how many times have you let your life suffer

for the sake of Bravo's?

You give enough of yourself

just making sure we get home every day.

You don't own anyone any more than that.

Yeah, but what... I mean, what's the point in getting

everyone home safe if I just ignore their six after wards?

Theo's still in your head?

Look, Jace, he never wore the Bravo 1 patch.

Okay? So he can't understand the load that you carry.

Either Sonny gets right or he doesn't. It

it's not on you.

Why you guys so quiet in here?

Said all we needed to.

Right. Thought the party wasn't over

till somebody was bleeding.

You got me, Jace.

If you want to read me the riot act, then

go ahead, I deserve it.

Op was a win.

That's all that matters.

You wishing you could do more?

Those... those prisoners

back at the Boko camp

I know it's not in your DNA to leave them behind.

Prisoners aren't the only ones I've let down.

Lot of that going around.

Yeah?

Inserted myself into a situation

that I thought I could fix.

I only made it worse.

What, here on the ship?

Anything I can do to help?

Nothing.

My mess.

You ever regret

getting involved?

The problem definitely needs working.

I'm just not sure I'm the one to fix it.

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