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- Come on, man,

you got to shake this off.

Look, most of the guys in
our selection class just put

my name on a list of guys
that they think don't belong here.

The guys only listed you 'cause
of the way you've been acting

- since the second we got here.
- You were just trying

to help, and I was
kind of being a dick,

the other night, I'm
sorry. I'm sorry, too.

Get out of here, man.

Nate was hiding a
burner phone from his wife.

You think because Nate had a
phone, he was cheating on Molly?

All the calls are to
and from one number.

As far as Nate's burner
phone is concerned,

there's no good way to
access the location history,

so that's a dead end.

Thanks for the offer, but I
think we're gonna head out.

There's a party at
the German consulate.

I promised I'd stop by, so...

Oh, come on, Hannah, what do the
Germans have that we don't? Biergartens,

nationalized health
care, a true appreciation

for the many talents
of David Hasselhoff.

You know what your problem
is? You're not drunk enough.

Stay-stay right
here. No, Richard,

really, I'm... No, no. Tony.

Two G and Ts.

Top shelf? Yeah, the good stuff.

Mr. Crowley.

Mr. Bol. Thought you
might care to comment

on the story I'm about to file.

It seems that election
monitors up north

are reporting
widespread fraud. Mr. Bol,

we just pulled
off this country's

first presidential election.

I'm gonna call that a victory.

And by "we," you mean...?

I will leave that up
to your interpretation.

Here you are, sir.

Ah, yes. Thank you.

Off the record.

Off the record?

I am... about two seconds away

from bagging the
hottest NGO worker

in all of South Sudan.

So, if you don't mind...

I find that very
hard to believe.

Thanks for the ride.

Oh, Hannah.

I'd love to have
seen Crowley's face

when he found you
gone. Oh, don't be cruel.

I'm sorry, my friend, but the
ambassador brings it out in me.

Acting ambassador.

It's only only a tollbooth.

Do you have a ten-pound note?

The toll is ten pounds?

That's the price
for your white face.

Get out of the truck.

We have papers, brother.

We are not to be detained.

This is for your trouble.

Out! I said, out of the car.

Whoa. We are on the same side.

Get out.

Leave him alone.

Oh. What's up, man?

What's up is another
healthy dish of chicken.

Organic.

Hey.

Thought maybe you'd
want to take a look at these.

Nate's old pics.

Finally get around to
cleaning out Nate's cage, huh?

Oh, no. I was helping
Alana clean out

Nate and Molly's house
before it goes on the market.

Little trip down
memory lane there.

Nate and our interpreter Marjan.

Feels like it's kind of bad luck

to be in a photo
with two dead guys.

What about the woman there?

Okay. Two dead guys
and a dead woman.

Thanks for that.

What makes you think she's dead?

Well, the Taliban went
after our interpreter.

You know, don't you think
they'd go after his wife, too?

Huh? I mean, you
know how they do.

That is Marjan's wife?

I mean, "was."

Speaking of Nate's cage...

It is about time that you
got around to cleaning it out.

Yeah. Deal with his burn box.

Yeah. Yeah.

The man's gone.

And he has every right

for his secrets to be
gone with him, too.

Yeah. Okay?

Right. You know,

I'm-I'm gonna get to it, right?

Hey. It's not gonna
get any easier.

You've got to rip
that Band-Aid off.

Yeah.

What are you doing? Hmm?

I mean, you're-you're
eating in order right now.

You're going... you're going
meat, rice, green beans,

meat, rice, green beans,

meat, rice, green beans.

Mm-hmm. It's efficient.

And strangely satisfying.

Yeah, if you have violent OCD.

You know how many CEOs have OCD?

A lot.

Spenser.

Gate security says
you have a visitor.

When's it turn into stalking?

Well, I was in the neighborhood.

You know you're
violating my safe space.

Sounds dirty.

It's a good thing one
of us is having fun.

That's actually why I'm here.

We're throwing a
party this weekend,

me and my roommates.

And you're inviting
me to this party?

No, I'm just keeping
you up to date.

Can I bring a guest? Uh...

As long as they have a Y
chromosome, yeah, you should...

It's, uh, it's my buddy Brian.

You've seen him at the bar.

Oh. Yeah, yeah,
yeah, the cute one.

Absolutely. Bring-bring Brian.

Hmm. Actually, you know
what? On second thought...

Is this, uh...

So is this where
the magic happens?

Uh, I mean, it's...

not quite Hogwarts, but, yeah.

It's nice to see
you in your element.

See you at the party.

♪

Huh, "Jason Hayes."

What the hell were
you doing, Nate?

We've been talking all week
about what might happen

if the violence in
South Sudan continues

to escalate after the elections.

As discussed, the election
was marked by widespread fraud.

A lot of people in the
opposition are blaming us.

What did we do?

What, in Africa? Yeah.

So far, the violence
has been confined

to the rural areas up
north, but it's spreading.

Hannah Parsons was an American
NGO worker in South Sudan.

She and her driver
were murdered last night

by an anti-government
tribal militia.

Just outside of Juba.

Six miles from the
American embassy.

Okay. So you want us
to evacuate the embassy?

So far, just of
nonessential personnel.

There's 35 Americans
still in that embassy.

We're going in to keep them safe

while they try to hold
the place together.

Then we get them out,
things go the other way.

Or, so...

after it goes Benghazi,
the DoD can say

they had a Tier One
team on the ground.

Why not just bring in a
couple hundred Marines,

Expeditionary Unit?

Problem is, so far, the
ruling party's rejected our offer

to send in a MEU.

They feel it gives the
appearance they've lost control.

Well, we wouldn't want
to give that appearance.

Your vehicles got
armor everywhere

except for the windows, 'cause
you say they needed to roll down.

Oh, look, if you can't
put the windows down,

people are gonna
know it's an armored car.

Anyway, the body
should stop an AK round.

Your precious roll-down
windows are liable to shatter

if one of the local kids
hits it with a baseball.

We're diverting. What do
you mean "we're diverting"?

Airport's not secure.
Command wants us to land

at an old military airfield
southeast of the city.

Wants me to stay there,
coordinate with the Marine C.O.,

make sure that the
runways stay operational

in case we all need to get
out of this country in a hurry.

I'll find out what assets
we have down there.

All right. What's the
local security like?

Not good.

But the State Department RSO

on the other hand's
got a good rep.

His name's Doyle.

Bunch of people I know
worked with him in Tunis.

What about the ambo?

Crowley. Technically,
he's not the ambo,

he's acting ambassador
until a new one gets appointed.

All right. What can you tell us

about Crowley?
Well, our analysts think

he should've ordered
the evac already.

Shutter the embassy, stay
away until things stabilize.

The good news is, so far,

the anger hasn't been
focused on the embassy.

Bad news is, that's the kind
of thing can change real quick.

Yeah.

This is the American-Sudanese
Radio Network.

South Sudanese rebel leaders say

recent presidential election
results are fraudulent,

and blame the U.S. for meddling.

They are calling for
nationwide protests

and an ouster of
President Salva Kiir.

Lawrence Doyle, RSO.

Welcome to the U.S. embassy.

Roadblocks in the rural areas

have started to disrupt
distribution networks.

We're already looking
at food shortages.

How long? Till
it all falls apart?

It depends who you ask.

This country's only
existed a few years.

Been at civil war
most of that time.

Plus, the nut-bars
in charge up north

are just looking for a
chance to take it all back,

reunify the Sudanese nation.

"And, one day, inshallah,
the entire nation of Nubia."

Somebody follows the news.

Might even say it's my job.

I'm glad you're here.

This place is going south fast.

I got a team of three,
including myself.

"Regional security officer"
for a region the size of Texas,

and I have two deputies.

Still got 157 Americans

scattered across this
godforsaken country.

This will be a miracle,
we get 'em all out.

All right. So how can
we help your team?

Get Crowley to make the
evacuation order mandatory.

No one's gonna take
it seriously till he does.

All right. So he's not
gonna make the evac

till the bitter end?
Shutting down the embassy

is a failure of
diplomatic mission.

And in this case,
it'll be his failure.

Weigh that against a
little thing like 157 lives.

Go home! Go home! Go home!

Go home! Go home! Go home!

Go home! Go home! Go home!

We've got protesters
gathering outside the embassy.

We're setting up an observation
post to keep an eye on 'em.

Copy. Keep me posted.

Go home! Go home!
Go home! Go home!

Go home! Go home!

Go home! Go home!

Go home! Go home! Go home!

Go home! Go home!

Here's Crowley.

Welcome, Lieutenant.

Uh, I'm sure
Mr. Doyle... Master Chief.

Excuse me?

I'm in E-9.

Uh, you're not an officer?

Sorry to disappoint.

Uh, as I was saying, uh,

Mr. Doyle here can
find work for you.

The regional security
officer is, after all,

responsible for
our security matters.

Right, Mr. Ambassador, but
you are the man in charge here.

That makes you
responsible for everything.

Don't I know it?

Shall we?

Go home! Go home! Go home!

Go home! Go home!
Go home! Go home!

If this was Beirut, we
would have been out

two days ago.

Why we get danger pay.

We can't just pack up and
leave every time there's a protest.

We leave, we send a message that

democracy's failed.

I'm not ready to pull
down the flag just yet.

Well, you wait long enough,

they'll come here and
pull it down for you. Dan,

how many times
have we seen this stuff

bubble up and die back down?

Why don't you just
restrict self-driving

till things die back down
again, like you mentioned?

Well, Lieutenant,
uh... Sorry. Chief.

Uh, here in Juba,
we don't like to send

a message that it's dangerous
to move freely in the streets.

So, your security protocol
is, pretend everything's okay?

Our security protocol,

at the moment, is
to bring in a team

of special operators to
ensure that things remain okay.

Well, just so we're clear,
we have five shooters,

including myself,
and we're really good,

but we can't stop a civil war.

I know we're supposed
to admire a man

for admitting his limitations,

but I'd always rather see
someone transcend them.

Thank you, Chief. Now,
uh, as I was saying...

Appreciate the effort. Well, you
can't shame a guy who's got no shame.

Legitimate concern
is that we not be seen

as overreacting.

Panic's never a tool, so...

Some teachers stuck

at the American
School. Need some help?

Won't say no. Let's go.

I'm sorry. Uh,

where exactly are
you gentlemen going?

We have some business
at the American School.

I didn't authorize that.
But you're okay with us

saving three American teachers?

Yeah, I thought so.

What?

Nice shirt.

What's wrong with this shirt?

Did I say it was
a costume party?

I happen to love this shirt.

This is my good-luck shirt.

Good luck with what?

My mom got it for me
when we went to Montana

to bury my papaw, so now
don't you feel like a jerk?

Your "papaw"?

Do not talk about Papaw.

No. No, indeed.

You know anything
about Stella's friends?

Not really.

Figure they're probably
all grad students, too.

I'd stand to reason.

This is a mistake.

Probably.

Go home, go home, go home!

Go home, go home, go home!

Go home, go home!

Go home, go home!

Stefan Bol.

You mind if I ask
you some questions?

Oh, you're a reporter?
What gave it away?

Can't do it. Nothing personal.

I'm also, uh, willing to
go off the clock a while.

Just big guy lying low

while the brothers outside
blow off some steam.

Those your brothers, huh?

Yours, too.

You know there's people out
there that will slit our throats

just because of the color
of our passports, right?

Never bothers you?
Show up in a place like this,

alongside all them
big white boys...

Watch your mouth.
Anybody else looks like you

is on the other
side of your guns.

Time for you to go.

Trust me, I am not the one.

And those big white
boys you're talking about?

They're my brothers, too.

Only colors that matter are
the, um, red, white and blue?

Kumbaya.

Hey.

Did we rig it?

The election.

"We"? Um, I honestly don't know.

People outside seem to think so.

Yeah, well, someone here
was gonna end up accusing us

no matter what we did.

Just because they didn't like
the way the vote turned out,

looking for someone to blame.

We're two minutes out
from the American School.

Any resistance?

Not so far.

Anything I need to know?

Hearing anti-government
propaganda on the radio.

Seems the rebels have
taken over the station.

No change in the evac status?

Crowley still won't
give the order.

What's the rules of engagement?

We don't speak unless spoken to.

Guy wants to raise up, kill him.

I didn't get to say hello.

Okay. Set a perimeter.

Don't shoot, don't shoot!
We're U.S. military, ma'am.

We got everybody out,

but we were
trapped inside. Okay.

We got you.

We're gonna get you
out of here. Let's go.

We'll take it from here, make
sure they get to the airport.

Right. You want us on your six?

No, so far, the airport
road is still clear.

Crowley's got a
job he wants you on.

He wants you to evac
two American aid workers.

He figured he'd send the
pipe hitters to bring 'em home.

Might be the first good
decision he's made.

All right, yeah.

The, uh, the American snipers?

- Wow. - Hey.

Hi, Brian.

Clay, this is Evan.

Evan, stop it.

Everybody behave, please.
No, you worry too much. No, no.

My new friends and I, we
don't start fights at parties.

We're evolved. Isn't
that right, friends?

Ah, this is your show,
man. You tell us.

These are my guests.

If you can't behave
like a human being...

All right, they're your
guests, but if they weren't,

they could always just
knock down the door

and take whatever they
want. What they're trained for.

Actually, most of our training

is just about balancing
beach balls on our noses, so...

Is this, uh, really
what you want?

After everything I've heard you
say about American militarism,

this regressive,
cartoon masculinity?

Oh, yeah, I forgot to
mention that I'm really against

American militarism and
regressive, cartoon masculinity.

Me, too.

Oh, good. Bullet dodged.

We're approaching
the checkpoint.

Copy.

Be advised, rebels have
been taking over checkpoints,

but even the officers
in the National Army

tend to switch side

when the weather changes.

Copy that. Thanks
for the warning.

I thought the army
was on our side.

Heads on a swivel, boys.

Don't know how friendly
these guys are gonna be.

That DShK right there

is gonna rip this
thing to shreds.

I'll frag it. All right, guys.

Let's just try
and look friendly.

I'm always friendly.

Inspection. Everyone out.

I'm sorry. That's not
gonna happen, boss.

Inspection!

Sorry, we can't do that.

Are you insane, sir?

Do you want to die here?

Can you lean in? I want
to show you something.

Come on, I know
I can't do anything.

That machine gunner there is
gonna turn me into pink mist.

Come on, take a look in. I
want to show you something.

Look down.

That's a full mag from an MP7
pointed straight at your waist.

Now, I know as soon
as the shooting starts,

that DShK is gonna
tear us to pieces.

But what I want you to know,

whatever else
happens, you'll die.

Maybe you'll last a couple
hours with your balls blown off

and your guts hanging
out of your stomach.

Personally, I'd rather be
vaporized by the DShk.

Nobody wins.

So, what do you say
we give peace a chance?

Stand back, boys.

Lower your weapons.

John Lennon, yes?

Erik Wilkenson.

What can I do for you gentlemen?

Here to take you and
your wife out of the country.

Take us out? Where?

Out of the country.

I see. No.

I'm sorry?

This country is our home.

This is my wife, Samiyya.

She designed the irrigation
system we're installing.

Your-your father sent them?

No, the American
embassy sent us.

Acting on the orders
of my father-in-law.

Selfish of him, but
he's a selfish man.

Your father gives orders
to the State Department?

And they follow them.

I'm truly sorry.

You wasted your
time coming here.

Crowley should've told you.

Told us what? No
reason to come here,

that we wouldn't leave.
You talked to him?

Just a few hours ago.

He talked to... So...

you told Crowley that you
weren't gonna be evacuated

and Crowley ends up
sending us out here anyways.

Are you kid...? All right, that's a
whole nother problem, but right now,

now you can make a choice.

You should come with
us. No, we're not leaving.

Ma'am, it is not safe here.

Do you quit your job any
time it gets dangerous?

People here are used to
Western aid workers taking off

when things get ugly.
We're trying to change that.

Yeah, I respect that
commitment, I really do,

but it's open season
on Americans.

You do understand that, right?
I mean, you must have seen

the... the photo of the
American aid worker

who was murdered a few days ago?

Hannah. Yeah, Hannah.

She was a dear friend.

We've lost a lot of friends

over the years.

Excuse me. I'm sure
you have as well.

Yeah.

Listen, boss... Yeah?

Tell you what, I got
a... a bag full of zip ties

and two shoulders.

You want them to come
with us, they're coming.

How you doing, little buddy?

Here. Take that to
your buddy over there.

Sharing's caring. Boop.

Go home! Go home! Go home!

Go home! Go home! Go
home! Go home! Go home!

Opposition forces are now

taking over government
agencies. Immediately destroy

all classified
documents. Repeat:

immediately destroy
all classified documents.

What do you mean,
he already knows?

Okay, look, what I mean is
that the guy we came here to get

talked to the acting
ambassador Crowley today, right?

He told him that he
wasn't gonna leave.

Son of a...

Yeah. All right, also, did he
send us here to kidnap him?

Because I'm telling you right
now that's not gonna happen,

all right? These people,
they know the risks.

They're willing to take it, and
they're not going anywhere.

They say they don't want to go,
we can't take them. Problem is,

now you're a couple
hours deeper in the bush

and it's a couple
hours closer to nightfall.

Protests are turning
violent nationwide.

Well, don't worry about us.

We're heading back to you now.

Okay, drive fast.

Things are only getting worse.

Yeah, I'm holding for
the assistant secretary.

Uh... uh, yes,
I'll-I'll keep holding.

I... I can't really,
uh... yes? What?

Order the evac.

Excuse me?

You have the authority.
Acting ambassador reports...

You don't need to tell me
my authority, thank you.

You're gambling
with people's lives.

I'm entrusted with advancing

the national interests
of the United States

and I don't believe
it's within that interest

to send a message
that we cut and run

at the first sign of trouble.
Is it in the national interest

to send the only Tier One asset

currently in this
country to rescue a guy

you knew didn't
want to be rescued?

Guy who happens to be the
son of a major campaign donor?

I think it's in
your best interest

to be able to tell Erik's daddy

that you sent the
best men you had.

That way, whichever
way it works out for Erik,

you get to look like you
did everything you could.

"The ambassador is
responsible for the safety

"of every American
citizen inside the borders

of his or her host country."

We have men outside the wire
and if anything happens to them

because you decided
to risk their lives...

They joined up
to risk their lives!

They certainly did.

And if you don't
order the evac now,

I swear to God, I will
find a way to burn you.

Uh, yes, sir.

Thank you,
Mr. Assistant Secretary.

Sir, I... I need
to inform you...

the situation here
has become untenable.

I'm ordering a
complete evacuation

of the mission here in Juba.

This doesn't look good.

Yeah, these definitely
aren't the guys

who waved us
through earlier today.

Ah, these guys
don't look political.

They look more like bandits.

We don't know who they are yet.

But it looks like they
shot those guards.

Anyone goes for the
DShK, shoot 'em in the face.

Call your shots. He's mine.

Left near. Right far.

Step out now!

The DShK. On me.

Go.

Anybody hit?

We're good. We're good. Okay.

Ray, militias are
setting up roadblocks.

Gonna need your help
to get us out of here.

All right, give me a sec

and I'll get Davis
to call for the drone.

Go home! Go home! Go
home! Go home! Go home!

Yes, we are evacuating post.

As of 0400, the embassy is
shutting down normal operations.

Oh, oh... yeah.

Hey. Hey.

Call MacDill Air Force Base,
Marine Corps Central Command,

and request that they
send a rescue convoy.

No, I-I was told the
vehicles are already en route.

They'll be here in one hour,

but you need to make
the official request

so that the ground
commander doesn't get dinged

for violating his
chain of command.

Yeah, okay.

Call MacDill on your sat phone.

Ask to be rescued.

Then give your people the
"attaboy" for the quick work

that they're doing destroying
all this classified material.

Thank you.

Dismissed.

The evacuation convoy is gonna
reach the embassy in 40 minutes.

Copy. Thanks, Ray.

Okay, after this turn,
you're gonna stay straight

100 meters till you
hit the roundabout.

Okay, we're making the turn now.

100 meters.

Go home! Go home! Go
home! Go home! Go home!

Go home! Go home! Go
home! Go home! Go home!

All right, Jace, we're online

with the tracking device
and the drone feed.

We're gonna guide you
back to the embassy.

I don't know, Ray.
This is looking hairy.

You're okay. Just stay online.

Just 75 more meters.

Go home! Go home!

Looking good. All
right, 50 meters.

We got to get out of here, boss.

Left up there, left up there.

It's too much smoke.
I'm losing visual.

Bandit, this is TOC, can
you get another angle on that?

We're trying.

Whoa.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
Back, back, back, back, back.

Back up. Go.

Good, go.

Where are we going, Ray?

Talk to me, Ray.
Where am I going?

I'm working on it. They're
gonna get sealed in.

Bandit, this is TOC,
we need you to find

a hole in that smoke now.

Tell her to take her time.

Whenever you feel like it, Ray.

Oh, my God.

Bravo 1,

you've got an armed
militia dead ahead of you.

Back out of there.

Whoa, whoa. Okay.

All back, all back, all back.

Come on!

Go, go, go, go, go.

Okay, I got it.

You're gonna take
the second... no,

make that third exit
off the roundabout.

Left, left, left, left,
left, left, left, left.

Easy, easy.

Oh, you are clear left.

Repeat, your left is clear.

Dude, we got to go now.

They're calling us in.

We got 59...

We have 58 minutes. Sorry to...

Thank you so much, it
was a really great party.

Why didn't you get me up before?

Eat it, man.

I should have left you
here. Sorry we can't stay

to clean up.

No, you're not.

Somebody got
lucky last night, huh?

What'd I tell you?
Shirt never fails.

Go home! Go home! Go
home! Go home! Go home!

Let me get on the comms.

Now get to the convoy.

Are you coming with me?

Yeah, I'll be there
as soon as I'm done

helping our boys
navigate back here.

Okay, I'll leave when you leave.

This isn't Virginia Beach,

and I'm not asking.
Ray, I just want you to...

Lisa... get to the convoy.

I'll be right behind you.

On time is five minutes late.

I can prove that's not true.

Won't happen
again, Master Chief.

Next few days, you're
gonna be all HALO.

We'll be making multiple jumps
at 14,000 feet and upwards,

free-falling in formation,

pulling at 4,000.

Day, night, you name it.

We will culminate the training
with night wall locker jumps,

and a follow-on mission.

Clear?

Clear.

We're loading the convoy
at the embassy right now.

We got to get you on the road

that's just ahead to your right.

Whoa, whoa, wait a second.

Negative. Visibility down
that direction is close to zero.

Damn it. Wait
one. Drone control,

can you do anything
about these optics?

Negative, TOC.

Been through all my filters.

Bravo 1? Yeah, I heard.

All right, we're not
gonna be able to get back

to the embassy before
you hit the convoy.

Tell you what, we'll
rendezvous at the airfield.

Jace. Not open

for discussion,
Ray. You understand

that means you're gonna
have to drive through

the city center blind.

One vehicle, no overwatch.

Yeah, I understand that.

1, out.

Go.

Right over there.

Bravo 2, come in.

Ray.

Bravo 2, sitrep.

We've got to move out, ma'am.

Oh, come on, Ray.
Come on, come on.

Ray!

The hell are you still doing
here? Oh, you're-you're asking me?

The reporter got hit by a rock.

Spotted him on the way down.

Tried radioing you.

Yeah, the comms are a mess.

Oh, we're here?

Yeah, we are.

Well, you need to know that
when I'm shooting at the range,

the targets don't shoot
back. Well, the alternative's

you carry this
heavy son of a bitch.

I know you're
strong... I got it, I got it.

R.O.E. essentially says
that we can't smoke a guy

unless he makes it him or us.

You just got to tell yourself...

it's not gonna be us.

It's not gonna be us.

Okay.

Crowley left us.

Go home! Go home! Go home!

- What do you mean, he left you?
- Crowley.

Moved out the convoy while
Ray and I were still inside.

You got to be kidding.

Make sure he knows
I sent you outside.

Your crazy ass
decided to come back in.

All right, we're coming for you.

Back to the embassy.

This reporter's not gonna
make it much longer.

Neither are we. It's one thing

to wave the MP7 to scare away
a few looters here and there.

Sooner or later,

this crowd's gonna
breach the perimeter.

Davis, we're going to
secure an observation post

across from the
embassy. Stand by.

I really can't smoke this idiot
with the Molotov? Tell you what.

If it looks like he's about to
throw it at someone, shwack him.

What if I thought he
was gonna throw it?

He left the flag.
He left the flag.

Crowley?

He also left two of our people.

I think I got a way
to get you guys out.

We could use one.

Okay, first, I need
you to tell Ray

how to get to the control panel

that operates the front gate.

Then I got a job for you.

I'm at the front gate control.

All right. Davis is on the roof.

Want me to press it?

No, no, not yet.

Press it.

They'll rush the front entrance.

Meet you in the rear.

It worked.

Back gate clear.

Oh, great.

Go, go, go!

Good to see you, Davis.

Good to be seen.

Well, look who we got here.

Hey, Crowley, how
you doing, buddy?

Can I get yourself a beer?

You weasel!

Got something for you.

Yeah? What's that?

You must have left
it behind by accident.

First stick, you're
the first to jump!

Get on the truck!

Hey.

I like her.

Stella.

Yeah, me, too.

Try not to screw it up, okay?

I'm working on it.

Second stick going up!

You're boarding the green
truck! Second to jump!

Hey, hold up, boys.

You all right?

I guess you really
were the one, man.

All right, Team 2, let's go!

DZSO, this is Bandit 1.

Copy winds two to
four out of the north.

Second team jumpers
away, looking for six canopies.

Bandit 1, this is DZSO.

Copy, jumpers away,
looking for six canopies.

Bandit 1, five canopies,
looking for a sixth.

Negative contact.

Copy, DZSO.

We have contact
with the sixth jumper.

He's at 5,000 feet.

Looks like a partial.
We'll keep eyes on.

Copy, Bandit. We see him now.

Medics, stand by!

What's going on?

Looks like a line over.

Jumper in distress
falling through 3,000 feet.

Copy, Bandit 1. Hoping to
see a cut-away real quick.

We have cut-away. Looking
for reserve deployment.

Still looking for
reserve deployment.

DZSO, this is Bandit 1.

Jumper has impact ground

about 800 meters
northeast of the drop zone.

Bandit 1, this is DZSO.

Remaining jumpers touching
down in the drop zone.

Identity of the
casualty still unknown.

Jumper appeared to
impact ground at speed.

Never saw a reserve deployment.

We will maintain our
orbit to guide you in.

Bandit 1, good copy on all.

En route.