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Previously, on
"SEAL Team"...

A few weeks ago,

Mr. Quinn assaulted a patron
at a Washington, D.C. pub,

and this is how
I'm handling it.

Petty Officer Quinn will travel
to Laughlin Air Force base

tomorrow for six weeks of
advanced armory school.

How in the hell
did Lindell

find out what happened in D.C.?

You happen to tell him at
one of your private meetings?

Why would I do that? Well,
the teacher's pet

does need his star, doesn't he?

He's pushing me
for STA-21.I knew it!

I haven't said yes. Well, no, you haven't
said no, either, have you?

I really thought that I could

be all in with Bravo
and with you.

And I was wrong.

Bravo Team needs memore
than you do right now.

You're definitely coming back?

Promise you won't
die over there?

I promise.

Teena says she'll go with you.

Baby, I-I don't...

♪ Train roll on ♪

♪ On down the line ♪

♪ Won't you ♪

♪ Please take me far ♪

♪ Away? ♪

♪ Now I feel the wind blow ♪

♪ Outside my door ♪

♪ Means I'm ♪

♪ I'm leaving my woman ♪

♪ At home ♪

♪ Tuesday's gone ♪

♪ With the wind ♪

♪ My baby's gone ♪

♪ With the wind ♪

♪ Again... ♪

*SEAL TEAM*
Season 03 Episode 17

Episode Title:
"Drawdown"

Aired on:
April 08, 2020

Yeah.

Be honest.

Does this look like the same
onel snapped yesterday?

It's the same picture, Ray.

Documenting Teena's
time in Afghanistan

- is a great way to stay in touch with...
- Take the doll...

- Put the doll away.
- No, it's a great way to stay close

- Put it away.
- With Jameelah. Let her know...

Daddy's safe.

I can take one for you
for Natalie

- if you want.
- No, that's okay.

Yeah... What is up
with this place, huh?

I mean, look at it, it's like...

Seems like everybody's
clocking out.

Well, that's 'cause
they are, brother.

I mean, it's a base closure
and a troop drawdown.

Everybody's trying
to give peace a chance.

Yeah, well, it's Afghanistan.

Danger lurking
around every corner.

- You know that.
- Yeah. Well, you can wait

on that danger
to come along, but me?

Since I told my daughter
I was gonna make it home,

I'm not complaining
abouthow quiet things are.

Jason Hayes.

- Ray Perry.
- Wow.

I heard a rumor Bravo was back.

Jack Daniels, my man...
Look at him. Wait a second.

Got the same watch on
I gave him last time, huh?

- Good as new.
- Man, haven't seen you

in a few deployments.

- Yeah, I know.
- Not since he gave me this watch.

And it's still running,
isn't it?

Not sure I can say
the same for us.

Yeah, man, you know you
rode shotgun with us

on some of our
hairiest ops, brother.

My wife and children are glad

- they're behind me.
- So, what's up?

You still, uh,
interpreting for SOCOM?

No, I am working with
the Ministry of Interior now.

Hopefully bringing
some stability to my country.

So you're the reason
my team is so bored.

If I domy job right, Jason,

you'll be bored for months.

Been three weeks
since we arrived.

- Bravo's getting antsy.
- With the drawdown,

there's not a lot
of kinetic action out there

for Tier One operators.

What about targeting packages
from past teams?

I need more intel,
but I'm hitting roadblocks.

All the other agencies
seem focused

on the upcoming
key leader engagement.

Peace with the Taliban.

Never thought
I'd see the day.

You know, something tells me

you both think
that's a bad idea.

This country hasn'tseen peace in ages,

so our departure'sgonna
cause some growing pains.

- Violent ones.
- Jeopardizing all the progress we've made

in the past two decades.

Yeah, you're probably right,
but nobody around here

wants to hear that,
so I suggest you not make any waves.

Picked up these
secrets from a Snake Eater in Kunduz.

Hand-roasted beans. Burr grind.

I must've schwacked two dozen
bad guys on that pump.

Every storyincludes a body count.

Eh, Thirty Mike
just saying words.

Words with dollar signs
attached to them.

Some publisher's gonna
make it rain for my memoir

of all the ninja ops
I rolled on.

And we'll find it
in the fiction section.

Nice job, T.
All right. Settle in, boys.

Papa needs to make
this shot right here.

50 bucks you miss. All right.

Finally get
a little action around here.

Oh!

Yes!

That tab's getting
up there, buddy.

Someone, uh, want
to explain this to me?

- Huh?
- Well, since a, uh, "volunteer"

has to go babysit
those little Army boots

in that COP Redding
bullet sponge,

we have decided
that the loser

of the Camp Lark
in Openhas to go.

It's not so bad out there.

I had a forbidden thing with
a local smoke show years ago.

- No, you didn't.
- I vote thatwe find someone else

from Charlie Team
to fill in for Sonny.

Yeah, uh, Thirty Mikeis an acquired taste.

Speaking of, has anybody
heard from Sonny?

Did they hit 'em up?

No. Radio silent.

Honestly, it's probably
betterthat he's not here, though.

He'd be climbing
the frickin' walls

with us just sitting around
like this.

You can't complain
about the op tempo, man.

It's nice not being shot at
for a little while.

You know, the Ray Perry I met
a dozen years ago

would kick your ass
for saying that.

Oh, yeah? Uh-huh.

So what, we're just
gonna play golf

and work on our tans
all deployment?

My guess
is we're sidelined

as a way to show the Talibanour
commitment towards drawdown.

Bunch of Tier One operators
start making hits,

and they got to worry
we have an agenda.

Wow, pretty and smart.

You know, you should
think about joining

the real pipe hitterson
Charlie Team.

Clay's not going nowhere.

Except COP Redding.

Oh...

Sorry, Trent. Only thing worse
than doing nothing here

is doing nothing alone.

What's your poison?

I'll get a-a whiskey, neat.

Thank you,
Miss Hannah.

Sonny Quinn.

In the flesh.

I like the beard.

It's a definite upgradefrom
that sad little caterpillar

above your lipin eighth grade.

Oh, yeah? Well, greatness
comes from humble beginnings.

So, you work here now?

I own here now.

Saved up and bought
the placea few years back.

- From humble beginnings.
- Ah.

Well, huh.

You've been busy, huh?

You've been M.I.A.

Yeah.

So of all the gin joints in all
the towns in all the world,

what brings you into mine
this afternoon?

Well, uh, you know,

I'm gonna be working over
in Laughlin for a while, so...

I was remembering,
you know,

just all the hell-raising that
we used to do in this place.

Oh, man, oh, man.

So I figured I'd
just come on by

and see if it
was still standing.

Telling me you drove
all this way to see

if this place
still smells like stale beer?

Yes, ma'am.

Come on, Sonny.

After all these years,
I can still tell

when you're hiding
something.

Is that right?

- Mm-hmm.
- Okay.

What the
hell's Team America doing now?

It looks like he's trying
to put the bar back together.

Whole base is coming down,
he's building it back up.

Dude is in denial.

Mm-hmm. It's got
to be easier than the truth.

You know, coming here
for the ninth time,

witnessing a drawdown

and watching us
making peace with the enemy.

Clay.

- Let's help the man.
- Come on.

What you doing, Bob Vila?

Well, I figured, uh...

Get the end of thatand push it together,
all right?

I figure we're gonna be at, uh,
Camp Larkin for a while,

so let's turn it
back into our home.

- Get the bar up.
- Come on.

- Ready?
- Yeah.

All the fallen SEALs
who lived at Larkin.

All these boys made
the ultimate sacrifice.

It is on us right now,
it's on us

to make sure that, uh,
no one else is added to this.

- J.
- Yeah?

- Eddie Guzman.
- Yeah.

- Your old team leader?
- Yeah.

Wonder what he would say
if he knew

we were making friends
with Tali.

He
wouldn't say a damn thing.

He'd just spit out some chew
and keep working.

Anyone who says otherwise
is a damn liar.

No, he'd say he went
downfighting for the rest of us.

That's what he would say.

You know what? You
can save that crap

for the Bravo kidsyou've
been spoon-feeding it to

for the last ten years.
I knew you before you were you.

You just reminded me

why Bravo Team kicked you down
to Charlie Team

- You know what's funny?
- Decades ago. What?

How I'm back
because Bravo 1

couldn't keep
his team together.

Still have problems with the
truth, don't you, Thirty Mike?

- It's okay. You'll grow up someday.
- The truth.

Mm-hmm.

- Yeah, like, with whathappened to CuJo?
- Yeah. Truth.

- Whoa, man.
- Hey. Yo, man.

Seriously?

What's wrong
with you, man?

Mortar?

Told you, Ray.
Still Afghanistan.

Now that's some tale.

This Lindell fellow sounds
like a real villain.

Well, I must've told it right,
then, because he is.

The part where your teammates
turn on you?

Betrayed by your brothers?
Damn near Shakespearean.

Mm-hmm. Does that, uh,
that make me the tragic hero?

Well, that's
up to you.

Plan on going home
while you're here?

I, uh, I popped by
a few weeks ago.

- Really? How'd that go?
- Yeah.

It was brief.

Yeah, it appears that Emmet
didn't learn, uh,

how to be a fatherwhile I was away.

There's a lot of history
between you two.

Yeah, and none of it pretty.

I always thought he was
the strongest man in the world.

You know, h-his voice
would send a shiver up my spine,

and he could corral
a-a team of wild horses.

Lot of time has passed.

Might be worth
giving him a chance.

Oh, no, no. Listen, I will pay
for my own liquor here

if I don't have to listen
to you plead a case for...

I'm not pleading anything.
I'm a neutral third party

- just looking to make peace.
- All right.

Okay. He comes in here
every now and then.

He's always alone.

You know,
I only got two regrets.

The first

was leaving my Trans Am behind.

Okay? You remember,
like, all-all that-that time

and hard work and money I
wouldput into it after school?

- You know?
- Man, I-I-I can't even imagine

what lowball offer
he let it go for.

And what's the second?

Um...

The way I ghosted
when I enlisted.

Well...

You deserved better, all right?

Should've never done that
to a best friend.

Maybe Emmet deserved
better, too.

You know,
rumor has it,

your car's still
on that ranch.

Yeah, it's probably more
run-down than-than he is.

There's only one way
to find out for sure.

I'll go along with you
if you get up the nerve.

No. No.

That's pathetic.

I'm sorry,
I wasn't trying to...

No, no, no, no. No,
no. You know what?

I'm just gonna check
and make sure...

Yep, no, I'm-I'm the worst shot
on this entire base.

- But apparently you're a deadeye.
- Well, helps me

blow off steamwhen
I've had a frustrating day.

You're an officer. Just, uh,
make somebody else do your work.

Not really my style.

Besides...

Oh, you're-you're a J.O.

So you got
something to prove.

Listen, I'm not sure whether
you've seen the memo or not,

but there's not really a lot
going on in J-Bad these days.

So just do what
you're supposed to

and you could be sleeping
instead of out here shooting.

You know, with everybody
so focused on the drawdown,

somebody's got to keep
theireyes open to the bigger picture.

Not all of us want to just
hold up our contracts.

Oh.

I have been accused of being
many things before,

but a contractor
is not one of them.

Then what are you?

Offended.

Now, if you'll
excuse me,

I'm gonna go back to giving
thistarget its stay of execution.

Good night.

Good night.

Sorry about that.

I'm very sorry.

Oh, it's okay. He's fine.

No, he's quite bad, actually.

I can keep young men like him
from running off to war,

but it seems I cannot
teach them to serve customers.

Well, you're doinga good thing,

giving him something to do.

Yeah, good for our city.
Bad for my business.

Hey, hey, whoa.
I hoped you saved some for us.

That's all I got to say, huh?

You all got a
front-row seat

to the mortar fireworks
yesterday.

Yeah, you got any idea
who was taking potshots at us?

No.We've got
a lot of enemies

in the two decades
we've been here.

There's a lot
of threats out there.

Nobody's paying it much mind.

Brass has to validate
the drawdown.

Right. The brass
has to validate the drawdown.

God forbid
a little war

gets in the way of the peace process.

- Please tell me that's an op.
- No.

There was a-a letter
published in the Post,

says how
Ambassador Marsden

wasn't at fault
and died a hero.

What about all
that BS about her

running guns and starting
a tribal war?

Explained how it
couldn't be true.

D.C.'s eating crow saying
they were working off bad intel.

That's-that's great.

I mean, she deserved
to be cleared.

Yeah, it was messed up,
what they tried to do to her.

They said who wrote the letter?

It was anonymous,
sent to her husband,

who then send it to the Post.

But clearly whoever it is
had details about Yemen.

Well, at least
it's put to bed for now.

The false narrative might be
put to bed, but

whoever took out
the bogus hit job on Marsden,

they're not gonna be happy.

- Look who it is.
- Yo.

Davis found something for us.

What do you got?

So, going over
the remaining target packages,

and Charlie Team
was trying to locate

a weapons cache
but never found it.

- I did.
- Looking for weapons...

Isn't that more of a gig
for regular Army?

Well, at least we're going
outside the wire.

I mean, it's not
the sexiest op,

but it's something.
The cache is believed

to be a spot
where the Haqqani network

has dumped off a bunch
of their weapons.

I'm not trying
to dampen the mood,

but correct me if I'm wrong...

Didn't we shut down
the Haqqani network,

- like, a couple years ago?
- Look, I didn't say

this was the hottest
target on the board.

But we never found
where the network

was hiding their weapons,

so this could be
a treasure trove.

Exactly, and those weapons
get in the wrong hands,

someone could make
a lot of noise. A lot.

All right,
how many enemy on target?

ISR is showing no activity
outside; inside's unknown.

All right. We hit it tonight.

Sundown, wheels up.

That's it.
Let's go, boys.

Come on.

What's up?

- I think I've been here before.
- Yeah?

Yeah.

Nothing on the blackside.

All right, we'll go
through the front door.

Havoc, this is 1.
We pass Mustang.

Let's move. On you.

He came in here.

Yeah, well,
he didn't just disappear.

Trent, Thirty, dresser.
Flush him out.

Ray? On me.

Roger that.

How the hell did he know that?

Got him?

Come on.

Pull him out.

Let's see what
these boys are hiding.

Okay, Cerberus, check here.

Good boy.

Hey. You believe

Jason's clearing the same
building over again?

I mean, this guy knows
Afghanistan

better than he knows
his own home.

Ray shouting in Pashto...

Talk to me, man. Where is it?

Where? Where? Ray!

He's just praying.

Check here. Yeah?

Yeah?
I've got something.

Clear it. Clear it.
Clear it. Clear it.

Clear it.Hey.
Bring Full Metal in.

- Switch-switch with Brock.
- Get it. Let's go.

Pull that.

Yep.

- Bravo 1!
- Yeah?

You're gonna want
to see this.

You got to be kidding me.

Take a look.

So much for a treasure trove.

This is a dry hole.

I take it this means

you didn't interpret
yesterday's dry hole

as evidence justifying
the drawdown?

No.

No, 'cause somebody knew
where those weapons were

and they have a plan for 'em.

You got anything
to back that up?

These are all the SIGACTSin
our area of operation.

Compared to the
activity in our A.O.

last time we were
here, this is nothing.

Makes it look like
peacewith Taliban is working.

But looks can be deceiving.

These are all the SIGACTS

from Marine and Army
unitsin surrounding A.O.s.

Things are crazy
along the border.

The limited action here
hasgiven a false sense of security,

but all of this activity
on the border,

this indicates that
the enemy is close by.

And somebody is just waiting to
take advantage of us leaving.

I mean, the-the dots
are all there.

But you're still missing the
hard intel that connects them.

And to do that, I
need access to intel

from sources other than SOCOM.

Even some

that don't always like to share.

I'll see what I can do.

There used to be

a couplehundred
head of cattle up there.

Wow.

What's he done to this place?

Hannah Oliver.

Hey there, Emmet.

You are a sight for sore eyes,
young lady.

Ah...

Ah, I appreciate you coming
all the way up here

and classing up
the place.

Always happy to help.

Though, uh, need
I be concerned

about you maybe falling
into some bad habits

or something,
considering the...

company you're
keeping lately?

Now, don't worry.
We ain'tgonna be staying for long.

Figured you got
a better place to be.

Actually, I brought dinner.

Well... I guess I'll
set the table, then.

You bamboozled me.

Well, he's probably
lonely out here.

Yeah, well, that's what happens

when you push everyonein
your life away from you.

Damn it, dork,
you winged me, man.

Sorry, dude.
A little itchy trigger finger here.

Can you blame me?

Not with this feelinglike
a Gucci deployment.

Minus the fun stuff.

Waste of a Tier One asset,
sending us here, man.

Russia, China and Iran
expanding their footprints,

we'd be better servedelsewhere.

Is it me or does Clay
talk more cake-eater

than pipe-hitter?

I told you, man,
my boy's bilingual.

That's why Lindell was trying
to recruit his ass

for STA-21.

But he didn't get him.

Wait.

Is this what your girlfriend
was talking about

when she asked if you'd told
the team yet?

You listening inon my Skype calls?

Uh, more like watching.

I mean, she's stupid hot and
I've been downrange for months.

- Wait a minute.
- Nah.

What's hetalking about, Clay?

Hey. Let's go. Let's move.
All right?

We were sloppy on target
yesterday, all right?

Come on.

Get up. All right,
stop with the juice.

Let's go.
Put the book down.

Let's move.

Let's get our stuff together,
come on.

Hello? Is it something I said?

Nah, Clay was about to tell us

- about STA-21.
- STA-21?That's put to bed.

Nothing to say about it.
Isn't that right, Clay?

Clay?

I accepted Lindell's offer.

Son of a bitch.

Clay, let him cool down, man.

Clay!

Hey.

I should've
told you sooner, man.

Three years of dealing
with your ego

and your second-guessing,
and this is the thanks I get?

Jace, I appreciate everything
you've done for me, man, I do.

It's not personal.
You're telling me

not to take
this personal?

You come to deployment
with one foot out the door

and you're telling menot
to take this personal?

Now my team has to
sufferbecause of this distraction.

Thank you.

- This distraction?
- Yeah. Distraction.

A d-distraction from what?

From watching this-this
base just disappear?

Jace, there's nothing
happening here, man.

What...?
Nothing happening,

so what are you gonna do, huh?

You just gonna jump
off the speeding train,

is that what
you're gonna do?

- Jump off the speeding train?
- Yeah. Yeah.

Look around, man... the speeding
train has become a merry-go-round.

You're hitting the same targets
that you hit years ago,

this whole place
is coming down,

and now, now we're making
peace with our enemy?

That is not my concern.

My job is my mission
and the safety of my men.

That's my job. Got it?

- That's my concern.
- Yeah.

Exactly.

Team guys like you
have suffered so much

executing the mission here.

Look at Trent.

Look at Trent's arm!

Look at all of our brothers
on that plaque.

Look how much sacrifice
we have made.

- Read the papers. The...
- Read the papers?

The brass now admits
that they mishandled this war.

That's great, right?
So what, are you gonna be

with the brain trust now,
is that what you want to do?

You want to be
with the brain trust?

Look, I want to be in a
position where I can help

reshape how these
wars are fought,

so that, that way,
operators never have to be

in this same position again.

My three weeks here has only
justified my decision

t- o change paths.
You want to change paths,

that's what you're gonna do? Fine,
pack your bags.

You're heading to COP Redding.
You're gone.

So how you been, Emmet?

Well, can't complain.

Still vertical.

Except all you got is the
wind to keep you company.

What the hell happened
to all the livestock?

Someone finally interested
in the family business

after all these years?

Wow, I'm surprised that you
even know what that word means.

- Sonny.
- It's all right, darling.

Percival
always was a whiner.

Don't ever call me that again.

It's your Christian name.

- I gave it to you.
- Yeah.

That was your first
and last act as a father.

All right, go ahead.

Let's hear you
rewrite history, boy.

I'm-I'm sorry,
maybe I'm mistaken.

But didn't you drop me
off at my grandninny's

when I was eight years
old because you just

- couldn't cut it?
- And somehow

I managed to put a roof
over your head,

and you thank me

by slipping away,
never to look back again.

Oh, yeah.

Can't believe I...

I didn't yearn for all this:

a ranch as empty as the man
sitting in front of me.

All right, now,

let's try to havea little respect

since this is my house.

And you are still my son.

I stopped being your son
the day Mama died.

You do this in your own time,
in your own space.

But not at my table.

That's fine, man.

Let's go.

I'm sure that car's probably
up on blocks, anyways.

It's in the barn.

This time maybe you're
gonna run away in style.

My colleague's been boots
onthe ground for almost 11 months,

so he has access
to intel I don't.

But heads up,
he's pretty sure of himself,

so if he's toeing
the party line,

he might not
want to help.

Reiss.

This is Ensign Lisa Davis

from DEVGRU.

Well, that explains...

where you learned
how to shoot.

You two know each other?

Not formally.

I'm, uh, Reiss Julian.

- CIA.
- Mm-hmm.

- Not contractor.
- Mm-hmm.

What can I do?

Ensign Davis needs our help.

I think the peace process is
a dam that's about to break.

Okay. Coming in hot.

I have a limitedscope of intel,

but there's beenan increase in IED attacks

and direct fire engagementsjust
outside the A.O.

As soon as we leave,
the enemy's coming here.

Right. A power vacuum.

Attitude
around here seems to be

that'll be the Taliban's problem
once we're gone.

We can at least figure out
who might be coming.

I'd like access to everythingthat
you've put together.

Interview transcripts,
intel from sources.

Listen, your intentions
are in the right place,

and I don't necessarily
disagree with you.

But I can't shift prioritiesaway
from this drawdown

just based on a hunch.

This is pointless.

This car's probably
been rotting since I left.

'Cause old Emmet
only cares about himself.

Wow.

Huh.

Kind of makes you wonder
what else

you've been wrong about,
Sonny Quinn.

Yeah.

♪ You think I'm wearin' down

♪ I'm movin' for the kill

♪ You think
you can count me out, yeah ♪

♪ You're in my wheelhouse

♪ You're in my wheelhouse...

Uh, hey.

Let me know when
you're done over here.

We could use a bar
in JSOC, too,

liven up this
deployment.

The op's tempo's messing
with your rhythm, too?

Yeah, not as bad as you,
though. How's the team?

The team's got their
headsall over the place.

It's just Ray's

concerned about his family,
he wants to be back.

And Clay, well, you know,

Clay's just concernedabout his new career,
so...

I hear you're sending
him to COP Redding.

I'm sending him
to COP Redding

because he is a distraction
right now.

He's messing
with the team dynamics,

he doesn't need to be here,
he's not focused.

So he's out.

Natalie a distraction, too?

Oh, you got to be kidding me.
Is that why you banished her?

Natalie?

Sorry, Ray told me.

Yeah. I thought you guys
were good together.

Yeah.

My priority is my team
right now.

Can't have my head
all over the place.

When Bravo is in the sandbox,
I'm here, I'm focused.

Doing my job.

Sheepdog protects
his flock.

It doesn't leave much room
for anything else.

Well, you know,
that's called sacrifice, Mandy.

What are you
protecting Bravo from?

Three months of peace
talks and dry holes?

Still a war zone.

We're in Afghanistan.
It's a war zone.

Danger aroundevery corner,

so, yeah, Bravo needs me
to keep my eye on the target.

Maybe you need it
more than they do.

What's that mean?

It means that
convincing yourself that

Bravo's under threat

is a way of justifying
your decisions.

- Stay safe out there.
- All right.

That's a good boy.

Hey, you take care, bro.Yeah.

Yo. All right, listen up.

Key leader engagement
is taking place

between an Afghan National Army
contingent,

the U.S. State Department,

and now that they're considereda
legitimate government entity,

the Taliban.

The KLE will be taking
placeat a Taliban compound,

approximately
30 klicks away.

There will be an ISR platform
overhead the entire time.

So, ROE?

This is a strategic-level
diplomatic mission.

If you have to shoulder
your rifles,

things have gone
sideways.

Oh, are we supposed
to win 'em over

with our hearts
and minds now?

What happens if

they're not actually here
to make peace?

After years of war,
everybody wants peace.

So we're just personal
security detail?

- Right?
- Yeah.

All right, look,
we'll run two trucks, uh...

Up-armored SUV is the principal.

Trent, I want you
to ride in the lead car.

- Negative.
- Negative?

No. You'll be providing
security for our

State Department
representative here.

However, Bravo Team will not
be leading the convoy.

Hold on.

If we're not, then who is?

You seeing this?

Salaam, my friend.

Even let 'em in the gates
now, huh?

A show of good faith.

The first of many.

Right, is that why you're
rolling into the meeting first?

You know, you should
be riding with us.

Times have changed.

As a representativeof
the Afghan government,

I must go ahead
and set up the meeting.

I'll, uh, see you guys
in a few hours.

Mm.

Think this is gonna work?

I don't know.

I'm more accustomed
to war than peace.

We both are.

War needs men like us.

Men like us need war.

I, for one, got tired
of waiting for a day

we no longer had to fight.

You will, too, one day.

Nah, man, I got
a lot of people

counting on me to stay
in the fight, my friend.

I might be one of them.

This is Afghanistan,
after all.

All right, look.
You know what?

We've been dealing with
these clowns for years, man.

There's no need to be
careless, you understand?

What, you think
we're being set up?

The fighting's got
to stop sometime.

18 years is enough.

Who decides that, them or us?

Bravo 1, this is Havoc.

Jack Daniels' TOT is 1:20.
You're five mikes out.

Roger that.

We're on this track
straight through.

We're almost there.

We're getting
channelized ahead.

Check out the terrain.

I'm less worried
about the terrain

than our new friends
up ahead.

We have to at least
try and trust them, J.

There's a lot riding
on this KLE, man.

Come on,
"trust"and the "Taliban"?

Those two words don't gotogether,
Ray, you know that.

Uh, they're stopping.

All stop.

It's not a planned stop.
We're almost to the compound.

Soldiers speaking Pashto...

Bravo 1, this is Havoc Base.

Be advised you have
what appears to be

enemy activity in the hills,

left flank, about 400 meters.
How copy?

That's good copy.

J, if this is an ambush,
we need to get off the "X."

There's no cover out here.

If this was an ambush,
Ray,

the Tali trucks would have
moved out already.

Trent, get some glass
on those hills.

Call it when you see it.

Ray, cover me.

Copy that.

If they're there,
I'm not seeing 'em.

Speaking Pashto...

Can you understand
what they're saying?

No, they-they're talking over
each other, talking too fast.

Something's got 'em
spooked, though.

Those guys look twitchy.

We're gonna get chewed
upif we don't pull out of here.

Yeah, he's right.

Jace, they're looking twitchy.

Someone's gonna get scared,
open up.

Then I suggest it be us.

Look...

a body count's not gonna
help our mission.

Lower the weapons.

Lower the weapons.

Low port, guys.

No, no, no.

Hey. Let's go.

Let's just lower the guns.

Lower the guns. Salaam.

No, no, no, no.

Lower the guns.

That's it. Lower.

See? It's so easy.

Soldier speaking Pashto...

Vehicle 2.
Stay with DOS, ANA.

We'll call you
when we're clear.

Trent, Ray, Thirty Mike,
you're with me. Let's go.

Havoc, this is 1.

I need an ISR sitrep.

Need to know what's coming
on our flank.

Bravo 1,
this is Havoc Base.

Unknowns are moving away
from the meeting site.

There's Jack Daniels' car.

The place
looks like a ghost town.

Ray.

J!

Private Elliott Mounds.

We, uh, don't get many
visitors out here

besides resupplies.

I hear you're with
the SEAL teams.

Clay. Yeah.

That's COP Redding.
Welcome to the suck.

Did you know the massacre
was gonna happen?

No. Of course not.

But you did.

Cutting off the victims' hands
means somebody thinks

those peacemakers are traitors.

Or do you still thinkl'm
just going off a hunch?

I think that
you have uncovered

the next chapter
in this bloody war.

So...

whatever you need...

it's yours.

At first I thought you were
just gunning for recognition.

But what you're looking for is
gonna be much harder to find.

Wait, you're not shooting
tonight?

Nah. But maybe we could
grab dinner sometime.

I know this great chow hall.

Have fun blowing off steam.

You got a lot of work
to do.

We lost a brother today: JD.

So we honor him by
doing what we do,

and that's fight.

And we fight for each other.

So, to Jack Daniels.

To Jack.

Yeah.

You good?

Yeah, I just, uh...

can't get that imageof Jack's
hand out of my head.

Yeah.

Someone's looking
for a fight, Ray.

We're gonna need Clayif
it comes down to that.

Yeah.

A lot of good that's gonna be.

His head's already stuck
at STA-21.

You can't fault the kid,
brother, I mean,

he still thinks he's fighting
to change the world.

What are you
fighting for, Ray?

What are you fighting for?

I left my family
making a home without me,

what, to come out here
and run out the clock

while this country finds
a new way to implode? I...

Three-foot world.
Affect what you can control.

The rest will take care
of itself.

I got to make it home, J.

I can't have Jameelah
spending the rest of her life

thinking her father
was a liar.

The rest will take care
of itself.

I got your back, buddy.
You're gonna make it home.

Get in there and call Naima.
Everything's gonna be good.

Gonna be good. Tell her I said hello.

Yeah.

Hey...

don't you got a call to make
back in the hooch?

Nah.

I'm exactly
where I need to be.

Copy that.

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