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"SEALTeam"...

DOCTOR: Given your age,
there's a possibility

you may never resume your duties
as Bravo Team leader.

Jason's injury put me in the hot seat.
Every day's a test.

NATALIE: All the skills the
Navy teaches its operators,

they leave out
the most important one:

how to ask for help.

I can tell you what
the ambassador would've done

if someone
forced an award on her.

She would've used it.

You almost got yourself killed.

- I'm okay.
- You are such a jackass, Sonny.

JASON: I look to the future,
and I don't see anything.

It all just looks
so empty to me.

This is what we were warned of.

This is what was foretold.

The Lord said their flesh
will rot away

while they're standing,
and their eyes shall rot away.

Their tongues shall rot away
inside their mouths.

The Lord said there will be
a plague of blood.

The stench of death
will rise from every village.

Sinners will be besieged

by this plague,
and the Lord's wrath

will be like fire
across the land.

He will make this curse
cling to you...

It'd be nice if he threw in
sports and weather now and then.

- (chuckles)
- DOOMSAYER: ..blood in the sea...

Latest numbers from
the other villages.

Fatality rates are
holding steady.

What passes as good news
in an Ebola outbreak.

- (chuckles)
- (clattering outside)

You hear that?

I think Mr. Microphone
finally ran out of double-As.

- (screams)
- Stay down!

Stay down!

My man, you move,
I'll cut you open!

[♪♪]

*SEAL TEAM*
Season 03 Episode 09

*SEAL TEAM*
Episode Title : "Kill or Cure"

Sync corrections by srjanapala

Let's go.
Get that beer going. Let's go.

First round's on
me as we celebrate

my friend's return
to his rightful place:

beside us at a bar.

Hey, I never seen a man so happy
three weeks after

having a bladed implement
jabbed into his nutsack.

Bladed implement never stood a
chance, Sonny. - (chuckles)

CLAY: How long till
you're cleared hot, brother?

Next Monday, doctor clears me,
and it's go time.

- Cheers to that, boys.
- Oh, yeah.

All right, really, though.
You're healing up quick.

- What's the secret?
- There is no secret. You work hard.

- Drink your beer. Come on.
- I think I know what the secret is.

- What's the secret?
- This doctor.

She put a little
healing spell on you.

I-I think what's really
healing him so fast

is the magic of three weeks away

from this little Texas
river cricket over here.

(all laughing)

DAVIS: So, four-day leave
starts tomorrow.

- I'm gonna go see my sister.
- Oh.

- Min Jersey.
- Nice.

- Yeah.
- That's good.

Good you guys are-are talking.

- Trying to patch things up.
- Little bit.

You know...
work gets rough.

- Mm-hmm.
- Need to vent.

- Ronnie's a good listener.
- Listen,

it's always good to have someone

- like that.
- Yeah.

Hey, you know
what I was thinking?

Maybe I'd just
push my trip a day.

- You and I could hang out.
- Mm.

- Like old times?
- Mm. Mm-hmm-hmm.

- Friends?
- Friends. Yes, of course.

(chuckling): You know, like...
Yeah. You see...

- The way it used to be?
- Yeah, the way it used to be, of course.

- That was good stuff.
- Yeah, it was. Yeah, just hard

to go back to, uh...
just friends

when-when the good times...
When a decent

portion of those
have been

- moved to the bedroom.
- Those were

fun times, too.

Yeah. Listen, Lisa, uh,

you were right to end this.

Ain't no way for
us to be all in

while we're on Bravo.

You know, and...
I just, uh...

I just don't want to fool
with anything less.

Not with you, anyway.

Yeah. Hey.

- It was a crazy idea.
- Yeah. Well, listen...

- Have yourself a good weekend.
- Thank you.

- Okay. And, uh...
- Right.

Just because...

you know, we're done...

don't mean you can't hang
with the-the team, you know?

Come on.
Do some shots.

- I'll see you.
- See you.

What's up?
Where you going?

Is the old Officers' Club
popping off tonight or what?

Two-for-one
champagne shooters?

I wouldn't know, you know,
it's not my scene.

No, your scene's
right here with us.

It's been forever
since we hung out.

Things change.

What, because you're
an officer now?

Blackburn's an officer.

It's not the same.
You know that.

Yeah, I also know it's not
the same without you around.

Yeah, nothing is the same.
I get it. I know.

I'll see you later, sucker.

All right.

RAY:
Give this man a shot.

(all laughing)

CONNERS: So how was
it seeing the guys?

- That was the first time in a while,
right? - Ha!

It was great.
I'll tell you what,

it was a lot of fun.

We had a blast.

One of my boys,
he actually ended up

scrapping with a possum.
(bangs on table)

- In the parking lot.
- Hmm.

I, uh, I imagine
that would be Sonny.

Sonny, Sonny,
I'll tell you what...

Now, if you want a real project,
he's your man.

You talk to any
of your teammates

about what happened
to you?

Your, uh,
your panic attacks?

- JASON: What?
- CONNERS: Your panic attacks.

Did you talk to any
of your teammates about 'em?

Why would I do that?

It's not worth my while.
That wasn't me. That wasn't you?

No, it wasn't me.
Who do you think that was, then?

I spun out for a second.
I spun out.

The thought of someone cutting
into me didn't sit well

with me, Doc.
Got a little agita, you know?

Jason, come on.
Come on, what?

Well, I think
guys like me

quiver at the thought
of surgery,

but not, but not you.
You're Captain America.

(scoffs) You dodge bombs
and bullets for a living.

So the thought of you
or the notion of you

freaking out over
a little outpatient surgery

doesn't, uh,
doesn't track for me.

I'm just telling you
what happened here.

But you've undergone
procedures before.

Fourteen.

Your second panic attack
was after your surgery,

is that correct?

So don't tell me you were
spun out by a procedure

you'd already
undergone.

If your surgery
hadn't been done right...

your career might've been over,
is that correct?

I'm just asking, might...
Might that be the trigger?

Oh...

(takes deep breath)

I just lost it for a second.

Yeah.

But everything's
getting back to normal.

Back to normal or back
to the way you like it?

(exhales)
The way I like it.

- What is...?
- You got a problem with that?

I mean, I can see it
on your face

that you have
a problem with that.

So what do we,
what do we do here?

What's the point?
What-what am I doing here?

We talk.
"We talk."

(chuckles)
We talk?

We've been talking, so...

(exhales) Why don't you just
tell me what my problem is?

And we fix it.
I-I wish it was that simple.

Do you, do you think
it's that simple?

I mean, coming from a man
like you,

who's got all these books
around them?

And your experience?
I would say that's very simple.

- It's not really how I do things.
- (sighs) How do you do things?

Well, my-my 30,000-foot read

is that you're suffering
from a form of anxiety.

- (exhales)
- The obvious culprit being trauma.

Trauma. Duh,
that would be war, Doc.

- Well, sure.
- Yeah.

Sure. But I define trauma
as the assault

of the unimaginable.

So, losing a teammate

or... suddenly and tragically
becoming a single parent.

An unforeseen face-to-face
with the possibility

of never leading
Bravo Team again.

How we gonna work the problem?

How are you gonna
work the problem?

I have to
really understand

what's happening, Jason.
And the only way I know

how to unpack that is
to talk to you. Talk?

Again, it's talk.
Talk, talk, talk!

Got to justify the hundred
dollars you're paying.

JASON:
It's a lot of talking.

And I'm not
getting anything, really.

I can't seem to
really help you out,

because I don't think
you want to be helped.

You know,
Wayne Gretzky said,

"You miss 100%
of the shots you don't take."

That's great. Use the sports
metaphors to get into my head.

While I sit here on the, what,
$100-an-hour couch?

You're welcome.
Thank you.

"Talk."

(clears throat)

(phone ringing)

CLAY:
Ignore it.

- REBECCA: No, I can't.
- Ignore it, come on.

- (chuckling): I can't.
- Come on.

(ringing continues)
REBECCA: You never know

what kind of dire
emergency might arise.

Like a 2:00 a.m. booty call
from a lonely bar-closing soul.

- A booty call?
- Yeah.

Yeah, that was more like
a lifeline saving you

from some stuffy
D.C. flesh-pressing.

Well, I could get used
to your version

of flesh-pressing,
even if you were

a little flingy
with my shirt.

Can you find it for me?

(exhales) Oh, speaking
of Washington, I have

a work event on Saturday night...

Congressional Wine Caucus;
do you want to be my plus-one?

The whole world's going to hell

and Congress is worried
about wine?

Well, I listen to the minority
whip drone about pinot,

and he might
back the security bill

my boss is pushing.

No. I'm gonna take a pass.

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

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

the machine will work you.

Has anyone ever considered
taking a blowtorch

to the machine?

It usually doesn't end well.

You know, I've been...

hearing some rumbles...

Ambassador Marsden?
People are starting

to question her decisions
in Yemen.

What is there to question?

I mean, she sacrificed herself
to try and bring peace.

- Right, it's just... Just what?
- Just the machine?

What, they can't stand a hero?
Someone who actually

shot straight
and fought for good?

Politicians gonna slice that up
into their own angles?

I don't know.
It's just talk.

And it's a good bet
someone's trying

to cover their asses.

(phone vibrating)

- Work?
- Yeah.

The machine beckons.

ERIC: You're looking at
Sinoe, Liberia.

- (man shouts)
- (woman whimpering)

Cut you open!

ERIC:
The man with the machete

is Dioh Morlu.
He's the self-appointed

commander of
the Holy Vengeance Militia.

Folks he's terrorizing are
Aid Corps International workers

trying to contain the worst
Ebola outbreak

the region has seen
in years.

And those boxes
they're stealing?

Vaccine that has shown
promising results

in combatting
the disease.

Ripping off Ebola meds
from people in need's

about as cold as it gets.

Stepping right into
a zombie apocalypse.

ERIC:
Vaccines fetch a high price

on the black market.

Hoarding them
gives Dioh Morlu

- more power in the region.
- While prolonging the epidemic.

Exactly.
So far, Morlu and his men

have hit a dozen
medical aid teams.

They've killed two doctors who
wouldn't give up their cargo.

We're spinning up
to protect these aid workers

and their mission.

Tier One on
a humanitarian mission?

(chuckles)

I mean, does it seem a little strange
to anybody else?

ERIC: Clearly,
the brass has its reasons.

CLAY: Why don't we go in there

and just fricking schwack
this clown Morlu

instead of giving
the State Department a photo op?

I mean, sure, protecting this
medication's a worthy cause,

worthy mission, but it's not
gonna solve anything long-term.

Well, maybe this will help you
ease your frustration:

while we are not to target
Morlu, if you cross paths

with him or his men,
standard ROEs apply.

You can engage.

But our primary objective
is ensuring the aid workers'

ability to
do their job safely.

This outbreak... the reports here
say that it's a new strain?

Possibly airborne?

That's correct.

Morlu's army is
only one concern.

The larger concern
is a battlefield

where the air itself

will be trying
to kill you.

(panting)

All right, Jason,
that's time.

- Jason.
- (panting)

You got a little extra
fire this morning?

Yeah, you know what?

Adrenaline's pumping.

Plus, I got this creeper,
you know, staring at my ass.

Oh. Actually, I'm trying
to check your form.

Ooh! Ooh!

You're violating my space!

(both laughing)

You sure this extra energy
doesn't have something to do

with Bravo getting spun up?

Don't like when they're
operating outside the wire

without me, so...

it's got to be the last time
this happens.

I'm surprised you didn't try

- to get cleared early.
- Might've tried.

Doctor couldn't see me
till Monday.

When did you become
so accepting?

I just don't want
to risk missing

more than this op.

Some pain-in-the-ass
physiologist told me that.

She sounds brilliant.

Could be.

- Let's talk about your diet.
- Don't you want to

- talk about my ass some more?
- Mm,

- we'll get back to that.
- All right, so it's tasteless,

it's, like, green;
when I do eat it,

I feel like I'm eating dirt.
It's horrible.

Yeah, yeah,
eating plant-based does not

have to make you miserable.

Look, okay,
there is a new

vegan place that I saw
over on Richmond,

- you should check it out.
- (coughs)

Vegan restaurant?

Actually, just the whole
thought of it...

It's gonna be impossible
for anyone to

convince me to have
an Impossible Burger.

Yeah, I really appreciate
how open-minded you are

- about all this. It's commendable.
- All right.

Come on.
I wouldn't even know

what to order if I was at
a vegan restaurant.

How about this?
How about, uh,

why don't you come with me?
Help me navigate the, uh,

- the meatless menu?
- You want me to come with you?

Uh, yeah.

CONNERS: Well,
that must have felt risky.

Risky? Risky, how?

Well, asking out the woman
who's guiding your recovery,

what if she had turned you down?

You know, it's those type of
awkward moments

- that keep me in business.
- You got to be kidding me.

She's overseeing my therapy,
all right?

It's just "lunch." Okay?

- Not a date.
- Come on, Jason, I don't think

guys like you
ever do anything without intent.

You know what?
The last time I asked a girl out

on a proper date,

Randall Cunningham
was the quarterback, yeah.

Can I offer an alternate theory?

Ah, you know what?
No, it wasn't Cunningham.

It wasn't, you know?

It was Ty Detmer. That's who
it was, and he sucked.

Well, you can deflect
all you want,

but the last times Natalie
saw you away from work,

you were all whacked out
in a-a compromised state.

I... Wow. So maybe you wanted
to erase that perception

now that you are on the mend
physically and mentally.

(chuckling): You're overthinking
all this. You really are.

Kind of what
I get paid to do.

Yeah.
Well, you can't deny

you only started hanging out
with your teammates again

when you were back
to your old self.

Normal, as you say.
That's not how my mind works, okay?

I'm not looking at
all the angles that way.

I imagine that your mind
must work that way

- on the battlefield.
- We're not on the battlefield.

Are you sure?

(sighs)

All right, so I take it
this is the old wagon train

we're gonna be
protecting here, huh?

Yeah, correct.

We'll, uh, be escorting them
to the village of Yadro.

There's a recent
outbreak there.

We head out in an hour.

It's a hot zone,
so you already know,

full CBRN coverage.

Yes, it sucks.

The disease is fast-acting,

so be mindful of your MOPP gear.

Keep an eye on
your suit's integrity,

and watch
each other's as well.

Yeah, and if the suit tears?

- - We'll evac back here for decon.
SONNY: And then

you change your skivvies.

CLAY: Let's add one more to the
list of Sonny's little phobias.

SONNY: Hell yeah
I'm afraid of that Ebola.

Heard this one has teeth, man.

It's like the shark
of viruses.

Well, you know, it's better off
to just not get exposed.

'Cause if we do, we're gonna be
quarantined here for weeks, man.

What's got you eyeing the clock?
You got a hot date?

SONNY: Oh, Miss Mandy,
if I'd known you were coming,

I would have shared
a cab to the airport.

Guys, this is Dr. Alice Lizer,

she's one of the Agency's
chem-bio geniuses.

Dr. Lizer,
Senior Chief Perry.

Okay.
I'm not big on handshakes...

Things I've seen
through a microscope.

What's the, uh, what's
the Agency doing here?

I thought this was just a
naturally occurring viral outbreak.

The U.S. maintains strategic
resources in the area.

Airstrips, ports.

If the locals
lose faith in us

because we can't stop
the epidemic,

we lose our foothold.

A lot riding on some
kindhearted med students.

MANDY: And the assets
chosen to watch their backs.

So, Doc, when you bag
this Ebola,

you, uh, gonna mount it
on your office wall?

As an infectious disease expert,
this is like

the Hannibal Lecter of viruses.

Now, if it's an airborne strain,
studying it will have

implications for biodefense.

Dr. Lizer will travel with you
to collect samples.

I'm gonna go grab my gear.

SONNY: Hey, Doc,
does hand sanitizer work, truly?

Gives me dry skin.

Yo... what's, uh,
what's got your head spinning?

An outbreak could
last for months.

There's no way
they keep us here that long.

So what are we
really here for?

Endgame is not
our problem, Clay.

Let's focus on the job,
get this work done.

All right?

Come on, man.

Bravo 1.

Trent.

- Oh, wow.
- There you go.

Would you look at that.
Oh, man.

That doesn't look bad.

You managed to sniff out all of
the saturated fat on the menu.

- That is commendable.
- Mm-hmm.

It's not bad, right?

(mouth full):
Yeah, it's good.

- Tell you what, if I...
- Mm-hmm.

If I jogged from
J-Bad to Kandahar,

my sweat socks would
taste better than this.

Not melodramatic at all.

- Oh, no?
- Not in the least, no.

Like, Virginia Beach,
how's that treating you?

Mm. I don't know.

The view from my office is
pretty similar to San Diego.

I still need to find
a great place to go

for a long run
so I can clear my head.

- Yeah.
- I mean, it's...

it's kind of a necessity,
given all the time

I'm spending with you.

All right. There's a lot of
good runs around the beach.

Maybe I'll go this weekend.

Yeah.

How you doing with
the team away this time?

Have you had any more mishaps
with inanimate objects

in your apartment?

That inanimate object
had it coming to it.

Let me tell you,
it lost, I won.

You seem more at ease
with the boys gone this time.

Yeah, I just, uh, want to
get back to operating.

That's all that matters
to me right now.

It's nice having something
you love so much.

We're both lucky that way.

I love what I do.
I love my work.

That's all that matters.

What about you?

How'd you, uh,
get into physiology?

I was carrying the puck
across the blue line

when a Wolverine defenseman
hit me knee-on-knee

and blew out my ACL.

Kind of sucks when
something you love

just gets torn away
from you, doesn't it?

Yeah, it does.
Mm-hmm.

My playing days were over,

but... the rehab process
hooked me.

I got my masters
in physiology,

and, uh...

I fell in love again.

And getting people back
to doing what they love

is so much more of a rush
than anything I ever got

playing hockey.

What about you?

Did you always know
you wanted to be a SEAL?

Love being a SEAL.

Can't think of anything
else I'd want to do.

(entry bells jingle)

Hi, sis.

- Hey, Ronnie.
- Hey.

(Ronnie chuckles)

- (chuckles nervously)
- Uh, yeah.

(Davis clears throat)

I hope this place is okay.

Suburban Jersey, not quite
a dining hotbed.

No, it's good, it's good.

It's just, um, up the road
from my hotel, so...

Sorry about that.

I was all excited

to have you at the house,

meet Dave and the kids,

but this stomach bug they've all got...
Understood.

It's totally fine.

This is a cute town.

I see why you like it.

Close enough to the city
for Dave's job,

and the schools
are wonderful.

That's good.

Have you eaten here before?

- Uh, food's decent.
- Oh.

(both laugh)

The apple pie is
what it's all about.

Is it as good as
Aunt Joanie's apple pie?

Do you remember
the way she made it?

She would, like,
drizzle that, um,

that caramel drizzle
on the top of it.

I... wish I remembered that.

She was sweet, and...

And we had good
times, too, Ronnie.

Before everything.

I'm glad you're here, Lisa.

Me, too.

If it were up to me,
I'd rather Morlu and his men

just ambush us out here
in the open, man,

instead of waiting till
we get to this village.

Smoke 'em on the highway,

save people more blood and guts.

Maybe they don't
attack at all.

That'd be ideal.

Yeah, we're real good
at avoiding conflict.

Real good.

Havoc Base, this is Bravo 1.

We're two klicks out
from the village,

break, interrogative:

do you have visual on us?

That's a good copy, 1.

I have both you
and the village on ISR.

Not a lot going on right now.
A few small vehicles in and out.

No indication of enemy activity.

RAY:
I'll take that.

Bravo 1 out.

What do we got here?

What's this guy doing?

LIZER:
What they've been told to do.

Destroy all the possessions
of the infected.

VIC: Whole life burned up
on the side of the road.

Awful.

Hey, you want to go
for a run this weekend?

- (chuckles)
- Show me the local trails,

if you can keep up with me.

Wow, if I can keep up
with you, huh?

Tell you what, I'd like to,
but I got something.

My, uh, my daughter,
she's coming back from college.

Thanks again for lunch.

- Was not my choice.
- Mm.

- I am never gonna live that down.
- No, you're not.

CONNERS: So how did it
feel being with her?

It was good, you know.
She's on my side.

Getting you back to operating?

Yeah.

- You speak highly of her.
- Do I?

- MYou're here because of her.
- I wouldn't say that.

You're kind of
stretching it now.

That's what you told me.

Let's see, Natalie's words were:

"All the skills the Navy
teaches operators,

"they leave out
the most important one:

how to ask for help."

Well...

At lunch, you-you felt
nothing more?

What do you want me to say?

Huh?

She's fun,
she's-she's always happy.

She's great to be around.
I mean, she passes the time.

Did you want to sleep with her?

Doc, you are aware of
how the male species

operates, right?

So you did.
Just sex.

Just sex.

And if you're
doing it right...

ooh, wow, it feels pretty good.

- Did you feel guilty?
- Guilty about what?

I'm just wondering if
your wife crossed your mind.

My wife's dead.

I don't want to talk about her.

'Cause it's too painful?

Don't want to think about her.
Not here.

You think a lot,
don't you?

Not about much
that matters, Doc.

You think
about your daughter.

- You know what I mean.
- Your son,

- You know what I mean.
- Your team. They matter.

(exhales)
What was the last thing

you thought about that upset you?
Coming here today.

What else, Jason?

Got a lot of...

I got a whole lot of upset
going on in my head.

Which is why you keep
your "three-foot world."

Which is why you're
most at ease outside the wire

with your team.

You're the calm
in the, uh, chaos.

I suppose that's true.

Adrenaline suppresses memory
and keeps the demons away.

They actually have studies
that have shown

that the act of courtship can
fire up the same adrenal glands

- as-as skydiving.
- (groans)

- Courtship?
- Courtship, courtship.

- What are you talking about here?
- I think you know what I'm talking about.

- I don't know what you're talking about.
- Getting to know someone, Jason.

Unlocking little mysteries,
finding commonality.

Feeling that connection.
That...

- (exhales sharply)
- that is a rush.

And then you throw in
sexual attraction...

Yeah.

I'm sorry, is this...
What is this?

Is this leading up to you
asking me

if I was breastfed as a child?

Well, there you are
deflecting again.

There you are circling
the question again. Just ask.

Were you anxious
and uncomfortable with Natalie,

or were you calm in the chaos?

Hmm.
That's a good question, Doc.

I hadn't thought of that.

(chuckles)

LIZER: I'll assess the
level of infection.

Outreach will urge residents
to get vaccines and treatment.

RAY:
Copy that. Sonny, take Vic,

Metal,
guide the outreach workers

and Dr. Lizer here
through the village.

SONNY:
Vic, really?

I don't have time
to babysit this fool.

Clay, Trent, I want you to
take overwatch on these tents.

Brock and I will set security
around the village perimeter.

Let's move out.

SONNY: Place is creepy
quiet around here.

VIC:
Yeah, it's a ghost town.

Who's the village
Warhol?

Could be anyone.
These outbreaks breed paranoia.

Let me go in alone.

No reason for
everyone to risk it.

You cannot go in alone.

This big fella right here
is gonna go with you. Metal!

Would you mind
escorting the lady?

Yeah, thanks, buddy.

I can hear your eyeballs.

- Huh?
- You're wide-eyed, man.

You gotta stop it,
it's creepy enough without it.

Just observing.

Observing?

You know, how
the team works.

Different ways of doing things.

- Personalities, that kind of thing.
- (chuckles)

Listen.

Many people have tried
to understand

the great mind of Sonny Quinn,

and they have failed
every single time.

Copy that.

What in the hell are you
observing anyway, man?

About you?

No, about that dead chicken
over there.

All right.

You don't like change.

You know, Jason sidelined,

Ray going for warrant.

Clay frustrated
with his spot,

and spending more time with
his girl than with you.

And I think you're taking that
harder than anyone else.

(Sonny cackles)

Good one, man.

Clay don't have no girl,

but, uh, nice try there,
Mindhunter.

My guy comes in smelling

like lavender body lotion
half the time.

But hey, maybe I'm wrong.

You are wrong.

About everything.
'Cause that's what new guys are.

It stays like that until
I tell you different.

You understand?

Roger that.

Here we go. Pickup truck

1,000 meters north
heading our way.

Armed, old gas masks,

like the video.

That's gonna be Morlu
and his men.

RAY:
All stations, this is Bravo 1.

We have what appears to be
five enemy, armed,

approaching south along MSR.

Bravo 2 and 4,
hold what you've got,

everyone else consolidate on me.

Bravo 1, this is 2.
Copy hold fast.

Let's see if we can
get 'em to stop.

Get inside.
Go inside.

(children shouting)

Hey, stop!

(gunfire)

ERIC: All stations,
this is Havoc Base.

We see one enemy combatant
on foot.

He is heading west
into the village.

I got nothing. Who's got him?

SONNY: This is Bravo 3.
We don't have him, either.

CLAY: Havoc, this is 2,
do we have a known point on the squirter?

Yeah, approximately 200 meters
east of the aid tents.

He's moving right towards them.

CLAY:
Yeah, copy, Havoc.

Hey. Take this.

Cover me.

(gunfire)

(man shouts)

(gunshots)

Havoc, this is Bravo 2.

Enemy in the village is down.

RAY:
Havoc Base, this is Bravo 1.

We have four Tango Kilo.
All unknown.

CLAY:
Yeah, I have one Tango Kilo.

Mm...
Lisa, I have to ask.

Is everything okay?

What do you mean?

Are you happy?

Why?

You've been reaching out a lot,
last few months.

It's nice,

but I can't help wonder
if something's going on.

Like what?

Just feels like you're looking
for someone to lean on.

A family,

and we can be that for you...

I'm not looking
for anything, okay?

I'm fine.

- Sorry. I didn't mean to upset...
- No, I said

I'm fine.

It's been a long ride
up here

and I'm tired.

And, um, you got
to get back home, right?

Got to take care of everybody?

Okay.

I'll call you tomorrow.

ERIC: All right, listen up.

There's been a change of plans.

It seems that our
reason for being here

is a little more complex
than initially presented.

(quietly):
Here we go.

ERIC:
Four days ago,

when Dioh Morlu hit
one of the aid trucks,

he made off with more
than the usual haul.

The truck was transporting
an Aid Corps

epidemiologist's sample.

Six vials of pathogen.

Basically, Ebola in its most
potent, concentrated form.

MANDY: If Morlu
realizes what he's got,

he'll put it to market.

- A weapons-grade Ebola.
- ERIC: Our mission is now

to retrieve the samples.

This happened four days ago?

Why are we just
hearing about it now?

Because intel just confirmed
a location on Morlu,

and we needed you
for PSD anyway.

ERIC:
He's camped out

in a house five miles

outside Kuaiya.

Estimated half dozen
fighters with him.

A cooler filled
with liquid apocalypse.

Sounds like a hell
of a party to crash to me.

So, we'll roll in from here,
uh, blacked out, on NODs.

Target structure's
a single story house.

ISR platform's currently being
deployed over the location.

We'll keep an eye on
any movements in or out.

And Dr. Lizer will accompany you
to make sure the retrieved vials

are safe for transport.

Them walls cave in, Morlu hits
the self-destruct button

and pops them bottles
all over us.

That's why our hit
has to be fast.

The longer time we're on target,
the more chance

we got of the agent being
released or a suit malfunction.

Heading out as soon
as it gets dark. Any questions?

I'd say we've been in the dark
since we got here.

The intel wasn't actionable
until we had Morlu's location.

There was no reason
to read you in.

Took y'all four days
to track him down?

You know, maybe it would
happen a little faster

if you just would've engaged
the eight minds that are here.

The intel wasn't actionable.

There was no reason
to read you in.

That's how this works.

I mean, clearly something hasn't
been working for the last

96 hours, because we've
basically been lied to.

SO1, that's enough.

Let's get this done
and get home.

Let's go.

Let's move, buddy.

Get your head in the game
before I knock it off of you.

Yes, sir.

Veering out of your
lane like that,

it's liable to
get you run over.

I'm just trying to understand.
What's to understand?

War, fight, bad guy, shoot.

You know, we should have
been read in, man.

It's just, it's bad judgment
from up top.

Your job is not up top,
though, it's down here

on the ground where
the action is.

Yeah, it's also where
warfighters pay

- for bureaucrats' mistakes.
- Okay,

but always wanting to
be more than you are,

it's gonna bite you
in the ass one day.

- What?
- (sniffing)

What?
What are you doing?

Is that lavender?

That's lavender.

That dumb kid was right.

(sniffs)

JASON:
So, what do we got here?

We got about a minute left,
so I'm-I'm all talked out.

Okay. Well, uh,
I'll see you again on Friday.

Yeah, you know, about that,
yeah, now that I'm, um,

now that I am
cleared hot,

I think our time is up.

I-I can't recommend
stopping sessions.

We've only just
cracked the surface.

All right, look, when I walked
in here, I wasn't fine.

Now
I'm better than fine.

I'm good.
Take the win, Doc.

Ending now is anything
but victory.

(exhales)

Feels like a
victory to me, Doc.

(grunts)

(sighs)

- Jason, do you, uh...
- Yeah?

...do you remember
how you felt

that first day
when you came to see me?

You were, you were in crisis.

You know, we've been
over that, so...

The moment that you realized
that the surgery was successful,

that's when you thought

everything was returning
back to normal.

- So? So?
- So Bravo 1, right, had been resurrected.

The bulletproof problem-solver
had lived to fight another day.

And sure, he might have had
to wait a while

before getting back
in the field, but that was okay,

because there was some
cleanup work to do at home.

Right? Some damage control.

Assuring everyone
who had seen him hurt

that he was,
he was fine.

He was stronger than ever.

I have no idea where
you're going with all this,

so why don't you just
shoot straight, huh?

The man who walked in here
three weeks ago, Jason,

that man was in pain,
that man was vulnerable.

That was Jason Hayes.

(clears throat)
That was a man thrown

by having to face
what was beyond

his three-foot world,
overwhelmed by what was ahead

and behind in life.

But since then, I have
only been talking to Bravo 1.

That's the man that Jason Hayes
is truly at war with.

That's the man who doesn't look
in the rearview mirror

and refuses to think
beyond his nose,

who lies and withholds to me
and lies to you, Jason.

Protects everyone around him
other than Jason Hayes.

You seem to have this...
all figured out.

Well, what do you know about me?
I know that you can't even see

that you have feelings
for Natalie

'cause Bravo 1 won't let you.

He reduces your feelings to sex
even though you and I both know

there are more complicated
emotions involved

than just a few runs in bed.

- But what do I know about Jason?
- Yeah.

Not enough.
That's my point.

You asked me... do you remember...
To use my experience

to cut through it and to tell
you what was wrong with you?

Well, I just did.

You are
a house divided.

Until you realize
you need to fight for a life

for Jason Hayes, a life
that's outside of Bravo 1,

a life after operating...
That's coming,

whether you want
to face it or not...

We haven't even
begun the work.

You can see
yourself out.

RAY:
Bravo 3, take us up.

(sportscast playing
indistinctly on TV)

Had a nice pace going.

Why slow down now?

I'm not really looking to chat.

Sure about that?

Very.

Here alone, late,
tossing them back.

Pretty sure you're looking
for something.

Doesn't need to be
any chat involved.

I'm serious.
Just leave me alone.

Paulie, give her
a swig of yours.

(stool scraping)

Try it. If you don't like it,
drink until you do.

Just get out of my face,
okay?

Come on, just have
a drink and...

The hell's wrong with you?
You need to relax.

I said get off of me!

That was very stupid, miss.

RAY:
Three, two, one.

Execute.
(silenced gunshots)

(man shouts)

CLAY:
His eyes.

RAY:
He's infected.

SONNY:
Blood.

[♪♪]

(panting)

Havoc Base, this is Bravo 1.
Target secure.

Bravo 5, bring in the doctor.

Doc. Everything's clear in here.

I'm hoping this is what
you're looking for.

That's it.

Vic.

Jackpot.

All there?

Whole six-pack.

And the rest of this stuff,
the vaccines? Still useable?

Goes through decon,
should be fine.

All right, we'll load it up
and get it to the people

who need it.
Vic, take her out.

Well, it sure did no
good anyone here.

(door slides closed)

(seabirds squawking)

Hey, who's stalking who?

(chuckles)
That's good.

You know what? That loop is
a decent five-mile warm-up.

- You do know that, right?
- Huh.

I thought you had
your daughter in town?

Yeah, well, I lied.

I know.

I just want to tell you
that I was cleared hot.

(laughs):
Jason, that's great.

- Yeah.
- (sighs)

And I-I feel like a part of me
needs to thank you,

because you saved my life.

Well, that's what I do.

I told you,
I'm good at my job.

(sniffles)

What's wrong?

All right, look, I just want
to get a few things clear here.

You know, I don't like
your vegan cardboard food...

It tastes like dirt...
I don't like that you're seemingly right

all the time, I don't like
that I need your help

when my operating days
are running on fumes

and I don't like that I have
to do this right now.

Do what?

Tell you that I like you.

Just be honest.
That's all.

Hey, there is a great
six-mile run that way.

- Right down that way.
- All right.

- Go ahead. Get on it. See you.
- All right. Let's go.

- I'll see you. Bye-bye.
- What?

- I knew that you...
- Oh, what?

Oh, no.
It's this direction. I forgot.

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