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(birds singing)

(motor purring)

(bird cawing)

Do you think the boys
bagged Nazario yet?

Focus up. Got our own shitbag
to deal with.

(beeping)

Favela's up
around the next bend.

(beeping continues)

Those mangroves should
cover our infil.

(indistinct, quiet chatter)

(birds singing)

(children chatter)

(motorcycle engine purring)

There's a dozen snake holes
for Curtis's guys to lay low.

(indistinct chatter)

(low growl)

JASON:
Curtis's spot is
right around the corner.

(distant,
loud chatter in Spanish)

Probably should avoid going in
loud and heavy for a change.

(indistinct chatter continues)

(chickens clucking)

(beeping faster)

(switches off)

♪ ♪

JASON:
Can't eat honor, but you can try

and kill your former brothers.

(sighs) I knew you were
too smart to stay on that boat.

DREW:
There's playing
for the other side,

then there's turning
on your own team.

Don't have a team anymore.

Once you get out,
you won't, either.

I told you, Hayes:

war always has the last word.

(bird cackling)

You're not fucking worth it.

- (silenced gunshot)
- (Curtis groans)

Traitorous fuck tried
to kill my teammates.

And besides, letting him go
would've ended your career.

We got to move, boss.

♪ ♪

(indistinct radio chatter)

Well, congrats, Davis.

You just delivered
a knockout punch

to China's grip
in the Southern Hemisphere.

Yeah, how much more chest candy
is a Narco State leader worth?

It was a total team effort,
and it was a...

hell of a way to go out,
Warrant Officer Perry.

Gonna miss rolling
with you, Ray.

Oh, our loss is the Center's
gain. Career to be proud of.

Thanks, guys.

So, Drew Hefner,

what'd you and Jace get up to?

I could tell you,
but then I'd have to kill you.

- (muffled chortle)
- So maybe I should tell you.

(laughter)

Ah, guy who peacocked
over that shot

in Sweden's
suddenly playing coy?

SONNY: Hmm. I thought
we retired this whole

man-of-few-words act.

I watched my team leader's back,

just like any
of my brothers would.

OMAR:
Someone finally

bleeds Bravo.

Consider yourself baptized,
my son.

(laughter)

Don't make me
fucking regret this.

- (Sonny laughing)
- OMAR: There it is.

- (laughs)
- SONNY: Ah, there you go.

(garbled radio transmission)

Well, the fact that we're
flying home leads me to believe

that you executed your mission.

Well, I didn't pull the trigger.

Finally realized you're not
some irredeemable killer?

Just felt wrong, killing a man

who's just as contaminated
by this war as I am.

I hate to see you
backsliding, brother.

Not too long ago, you found
a balance that eluded you.

Yeah. Well, that was bullshit.

Always known
I've been fighting for a freedom

that I'd never enjoy.

Dad.

Jason. You're back?

What's going on?

Express wedding planning.

EMMA:
Remember, we're...

bumping it up
because of Brad's injury?

I know, pulling off a wedding

in this little time
seems impossible, but...

- how do you eat an elephant?
- (Mandy laughs)

Isn't this dress stunning?

Must bring back memories.

Memories?

Is that Mom's?

Gorgeous, right?

Maybe we should all get, uh,
a reentry burrito, unwind a bit?

EMMA:
Won't help me fit
into this dress,

- but Hayes traditions
take priority.
- (laughs)

I cannot wait for you
to walk me down the aisle.

What's wrong?

Nothing.

You-you were so excited

for a Vah Beach wedding,
and now it feels like

you're putting walls up.

What's going on with you?

I just got to get some air,
that's all.

Just five days
as a SEAL left, Dad.

And we really need input
on your retirement party.

(sighs)
Still getting my bearings, baby.

I think a fancy,
dress-up dinner,

but Mom wants
something more casual.

RJ:
And I say a surprise party.

Dad hates surprises.

That's why he yelled at the man
at the Spenser House.

Um, let's... let's give Dad
some space, okay?

Was hoping Jameelah forgot
about that one.

Yeah. Seeing her father
completely unhinged

made a... impression.

Wasn't my best self
that day, baby.

So, deployment allowed you

to work through
whatever was bothering you?

No, no, baby.

It was clear when we started out

that the Center was
my happily-ever-after.

But now, helping hundreds
of vets isn't enough?

That's all been
your good work, baby.

Only impact I've made

by starting the Center
is what happened.

Happened with what?

Clay.

If I hadn't have pushed
to open the Center...

...Clay'd still be alive.

Ray, that's... that's not fair.

Baby, it hurts to admit...

...but Spenser House
is tainted for me.

Nazario is yet another feather
in your cap, Lieutenant.

Is that feather
big enough to make

the Decker investigation
fly away?

I've used every tool
in my toolkit

to try to keep you clean, but...

CID investigators are
determined to get a scalp

and seem to think you can help

point their tomahawk.

Has this made it
to Admiral Rivas?

I doubt it pinged his radar,

but it will
if you don't play ball.

Maybe he'll understand
I've done nothing wrong.

Right and wrong
have nothing to do with it,

so know this:

you end up on the wrong side
of this investigation,

that promotion
you're so excited about

will vanish into thin air.

Earthquakes, fires, Kardashians.

I mean, you take a-a shit
in the street there

and Governor Hair Gel,
he'll come wipe your ass

instead of kicking it.

Well, Brian will feel
right at home. (laughs)

I should actually just drive
you all to California and...

and do a threat assessment.

(both laugh)

I just feel like
I'm letting my battle boo down.

(sighs) Sonny, you held
his family together.

He would be grateful for that.

And I'm sorry.

Sorry for blindsiding you

when you were probably
still reeling from the news

about Davis moving away, too.
(sniffles)

What are you talking about?

The job offer,
to-to work for the admiral.

She didn't tell you?

You know...

she was very, very excited
when she told me,

maybe I messed up the details.

(Jason sighs)

Retreated back into your
three-foot world, I see.

Well, the transition from
downrange to wedding planning

was a little bumpy, Mandy.

Fortunately, Emma thinks you
were spooked by Alana's dress,

but unfortunately,
I know better.

Right.

We here to talk,
or we here to fight?

Maybe both.

What's it gonna take to get you
to stop feeling this way?

Were you dropping out
of the dress fitting

or out of the wedding entirely?

Look, bottom line is

I got way too much blood
on my hands.

Brad and Emma deserve
a clean start,

free and clear from my sins.

Doing your job is not a sin.

You may want to see yourself
as a killer,

but I see a man who gave
everything to his country

and never asked for anything
in return.

I see a warrior who fought
for what was behind him

and not in front of him.

And I see someone I love.

You need to forgive yourself.

Only people who can
forgive me are dead.

(sighs)

(sighs)

War made me do plenty of shit

that I'm not proud of.

My work in Afghanistan

has helped reframe my feelings
about who I am,

what I've done.

Allowed me to atone.

Atone?

(scoffs) That's a reach.

That man that you dream about,
your first kill?

I did some digging.

His wife's still alive.

Lives in the Sangbor region,

not far from where
my work takes me.

On my next trip,
maybe I go visit her,

bring her a message from you.

What's that gonna accomplish?

I don't know. (sighs)

Maybe get you to understand
that you can be redeemed,

force you to confront
what you did,

rather than being haunted by it.

That is my burden.

It's not yours.

You're just a part of
the war machine's killing chain.

Tip of the spear, remember?

But I'm the one
holding the spear

when it gets dipped in blood.

Cake-eaters and politicians
celebrate your "sins" every time

they want to wave the flag
or boost the polls.

So why should
following their orders

bring shame onto you?

- (phone buzzing)
- MANDY: Unbelievable.

Yup.

Hey.

Never out of the fight, right?

(keypad beeps)

(door closes)

What the hell's going on?

ERIC:
Listen up.

Apologies for
the quick turnaround.

We have an op Command needs to
put their best foot forward on.

From the outhouse
to the penthouse.

Bravo Team will support an
Agency regime change operation

aimed at fracturing the Taliban

and curbing China's influence
in the country.

We're going back to Afghanistan?

ERIC:
Your mission is to infil

with a former high-ranking
Taliban official,

Hamid Amir, who was exiled

after siding
with the Northern Alliance.

Agency still believes
one dude can overcome

thousands of years of war?

One man along with
the $150 million cash

you will transport
to help spread his influence.

Oh, vets can't get healthcare,

but we can make it rain
for a lost cause.

You'll HAHO
into the Herat region,

rendezvous with Amir's people

and our Agency assets
on the ground.

Once you've delivered Amir,

you will exfil
near the Turkmenistan border.

Wheels up in four hours.

Circle of life, eh, boss?

Whoa.

Spinning up in a few hours,
and I'm your pit stop?

This can't be good.

Yeah, I got to confess

that you boys rolling out
is giving me some serious FOMO.

Ray, you think that guy,
uh, Curtis

could've atoned
for all the shit that he did?

Well, Naima's been dealing
with the idea of atonement

for spiritual wounds
at the Center.

There does seem
to be some logic

to the idea that

expressing remorse
can help reduce

guilt and shame.

Bigger question is,
do you believe it?

I'm starting to believe more and
more that warriors aren't meant

- to survive the battlefield.
- (scoffs)

No, no, the Jason Hayes
I was with in Thailand

would say that's bullshit.

Yeah, well, that guy forgot
that war has the last word.

Not always.

And since Curtis planted
that shit in both our heads,

I did my research.

Did you know in
the medieval Christian church,

anyone that shed blood in war
had to do penance?

Athenians, they had their vets

perform tragic theater
for catharsis.

Hell, even the early Romans

had a purification ceremony
to cleanse their warriors.

And with all our advances,
what do we do here?

(scoffs)
We walk through hell, brother,

and we bring it back with us.

Atoning could go a long way
in finally shedding it.

I saw you cleaned out your cage.

I, uh...

I need my burn box.

What's got you looking
for buried treasure?

No questions, Ray.
I just need my burn box.

Hey, Davis.

I tried to catch you
after warno, but

you gave me the slip.

Yeah, I got a lot on my plate.

Being the admiral's aide,
that can do that.

So, uh...

...congratulations
might be in order?

Feels a little premature
with everything going on.

Come on, being offered your
dream job, that's a big deal.

The only big deal at the moment

is Bravo Team headed back
to Afghanistan.

You're not on board?

All this talk of shifting
to Great Power competition,

this feels like a page
from a very old

and unsuccessful playbook.

It's all risk, no impact.

Hmm.

I always love it
when we're downrange and you...

you get the bad juju.

Just... come home safe.

(jet engine roaring nearby)

(indistinct chatter)

Still got a few days left
to earn that Navy money.

You got to be kidding me, Ray.

You're a mouse dick away
from getting out, right?

You shouldn't be rolling
with Bravo, you know that.

Well, I'm not rolling
with Bravo.

I'm here for my best friend.

Whatever you need
those prayer beads for,

I'm ride or die with my brother.

You'd risk your life
and your marriage for me.

Goddamn it, Ray, now I got to
watch your ass this entire op?

Naima's on board.

It was her idea, actually.

Said it's best that I...

swim buddy you one last time
for my peace of mind.

It's my ass in the jackpot,
not yours.

You got me out of
a lot of tough spots, brother.

Saved my life more times
than I care to remember.

But the best thing
you ever did for me...

was teach me that none of us

can carry all of this alone.

Right.

Jesus, Ray.

I got scars that are easier
to get rid of than you.

I swear this is the final time

that I say
this is the final time.

Hey, here's the man who's gonna
bring peace to the galaxy.

And there's his cash.

SONNY:
I appreciate
the government showing me

a dumber way to spend cash

than on bourbon and strippers.

Well, HAHO-ing
into the sandbox again

is giving me that old-school,
war-on-terror tingle.

I think it's time
to go back to the future.

I'm pretty sure
you used that line

the last time we went
to Afghanistan.

Recycled jokes
for a recycled war.

♪ ♪

(indistinct radio transmission)

30 seconds!

(indistinct shouting)

♪ ♪

Brock, Drew, secure the cash.

Well, we bull's-eyed
the rally point, boss.

Yeah, but where are
the three wise men?

Lights on is a choice.

Maybe they're not Amir's crew.

OPERATIVE:
Glory, glory!

Glory, glory!

(vehicle doors opening)

Welcome back to Afghanistan.

JASON:
Get the cash.

Good luck to you, Mr. Amir.

Hope you bring some peace
to this area.

I have foreseen
that it shall be.

I foresee...

your neck in a Tali-noose.

All right, boys,
help load up the cash,

line up, head to the LZ.

I'll see you there.

Another off-the-books op?

- Solo act is wearing thin, Jace.
- All right, look, boys.

None of this has anything to do
with any one of you, understand?

You think we're gonna
leave you behind?

- Whatever you're up to,
we got your back.
- Secure the LZ.

Exfil gets there before me,
you leave without me.

Understand? That's an order.

Hey, Jace?

What's a trip to Afghanistan
if we don't get in some shit?

Told you brother,
I'm ride or die.

Sonny, you drive.

Trying to atone
for doing your job?

That's a new one for me.

I don't know,
attempting to make amends,

reconciling with those
who have been wronged,

feels like a pretty good path
to self-forgiveness.

I know I must seem
fucking crazy, boys.

Yeah, taking a detour in one
of the most dangerous countries

in the world to have
a stop-and-chat with the family

of some dude
that you smoked decades ago?

Yeah, it's batshit
fucking crazy, Jace.

- (Jason laughs)
- It is pretty damning
that you got to go

back downrange to try
to scrub the stains of war off.

Yeah. Military's like
a car wash in reverse.

You go in clean,
and you come out dirty.

Got that right.

Warfighting over warfighters.

You know, I used to blush when
people would call me a hero.

Now I feel like
it just dehumanizes us.

Well, it absolves everyone
from thinking about our shit.

Pull over over here, will you?

Lost a lot of brothers
in villages like this.

Place used to be
a Taliban hotbed at one point,

but, look, I'll be fine.

No such thing as "fine" in
the Graveyard of Empires, Jason.

Against my better judgement,
I suggest

that we not roll in there
strapped

so we don't spook the locals.

(indistinct chatter)

My foot's getting twitchy
with all these doors to kick.

We're here in peace, Sonny.

Said nobody ever in Afghanistan.

RAY:
Well,
welcoming committee's here.

JASON:
Yeah, they are.

SONNY:
My finger's getting itchy, too.

(chickens clucking)

You know what to do.

(goat bleating)

(speaking Pashtun)
Why are you here?

You must leave.

Time to work that Perry magic.

Sir,

we are here in peace
looking for the family of Ghul.

(speaking Pashtun)

You cannot be here.

Go.

RAY:
Not exactly rolling out
the red carpet for us.

Hold up what you got, Sonny.

SONNY:
Huh?

For your troubles.

(flapping cash)

It fell off the pallet.

(man flipping cash)

(speaking Pashtun)

He'll take you
to the Ghul family.

I'll take it from here, boys.

That is the house.

(prayer beads rattle)

Salam.

(door latches)

(goat bleating)

The locals only have eyes
for us.

Take one of 'em
to go angry-goatherder,

and the Taliban's gonna be on us
like fleas on a farm dog.

Battle for the soul
isn't without risk.

It's a fucked-up thing,

this shame
that Jace is saddled with.

It's the toughest hurdle
for a lot of vets to get over.

I mean, we both know plenty
of frogmen who never cleared it.

Yeah.

Operators like us got no regard
for the one taboo

every society has agreed upon.

Thou shalt not kill.

Mm.

Let's roll.

SONNY:
Well, it couldn't have
gone that bad.

You still got both hands.

Come on, Jace. How you feel?

Humbled.

You know, the wife knew
exactly who I was

when she saw the prayer beads.

You know,
her son learned English

at one of the schools
that we built during the war.

So understood perfectly,
you know, when I told him

that I was the reason why
he never met his dad.

Oof.

There's penance,
and then there's that.

Jesus.

So they forgave you?

Can't forgive me
since they don't blame me.

If I'd been killed that night,

the wife wouldn't want my family
to blame her husband.

Your blood would've been
on the Taliban's hands, not his.

Killing chain works
over here, too.

You know, when her husband died,

she was convinced that
war destroyed everything.

But now, she believes that
everyone can be reborn.

What do you think?

I think I want to go home.

2, this is 1,
approaching the LZ.

OMAR:
Copy, 1. Exfil bird is inbound.

You know,
all about being a roadie

on the Jason Hayes
redemption tour,

next time,
at least, just get like

a Deepak Chopra book
or something.

(laughter)

(gunfire)

JASON:
Bail out! Bail out!

Coming around, coming around.

(gunshots)

RAY:
Bravo 2, this is Mako.

We have enemies in contact.

Say again, enemies in contact.

Go, I'll cov-- I'll cover you.

I got you into this.
Fucking move!

OMAR:
They got a whole platoon

- on their ass.
- DREW: We got to help them!

Move!

Cover fire good.

Go, go, go, go, go, go!
Go, go, go!

Go, go!

I got you covered, 1! Move!

This is no good!

Is that our QRF?

Fuck me.

We got to run.
Fucking go, go, go, go!

(gunfire continues)

♪ ♪

("Bridal Chorus"
by Richard Wagner plays)

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

(guests murmuring)

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

- You sure clean up nice
for someone who's contaminated.
- Yeah?

Well, I did wash off
some of the stains of war

thanks to you.

I gave you an idea.

You executed it.

Well, it's not the first time
that you, uh, sent me on an op

that almost killed me, Mandy.

(both laugh)

I'm just glad you're on
the road to forgiveness.

Well, it's gonna take more than
a trip to Afghanistan.

I feel I can
conquer these demons

if I, uh, continue
to work the problem.

- Never out of the fight.
- Never out of the fight.

Would you like to try
a green tea mousseline, sir?

I'll pass

on anything
named after that commie Italian.

- This is your loss.
These our pretty good.
- (chuckles)

What do you say we, uh,

we ask that DJ to turn on
some salsa music?

- Hmm.
- (laughs)

We were probably safer
in that bar in Honduras

than we would be
with all the eyes on us here.

But you do look good
in a suit...

Chief.

Wish you would've
told the rest of us

about your pinning ceremony.

Well, my climb up
the Navy's ladder

isn't as worthy
of celebration as yours.

Mmm.

You know, uh,

I'm guessing
your promotion goes away

if you don't cooperate
with the investigation.

Yeah. My meeting is next week.

Hey, let's enjoy the party.

♪ Flying high,
all the places... ♪

I always leaned on you, Davis.

But I never wanted
to weigh you down.

Your Trident means
everything to you.

That makes it worth protecting.

Besides, this new gig
would pull me out of Vah Beach.

This way, we both
get to work at DEVGRU.

Together.

Together.

♪ I'm on top of the world ♪

♪ I'm on top of the world. ♪

You know
if it wasn't for this sling,

I'd be tearing up that
dance floor with you.

Yeah, something tells me

it's not your body
keeping you from dancing.

Given what you guys survived,

we should be celebrating.

Well, at least toasting
that helo pilot

that saved our asses.

Just wish there was a QRF

to pull you out of this funk.

♪ Lean on me... ♪

I don't know, maybe being
at the Center full-time

will force me to face my demons.

You know, running Spenser House
and helping veterans

has given me a sense of purpose

greater than anything
I've ever done.

All I want is for you
to have that same feeling,

regardless of where you find it.

♪ Lean on me... ♪

I just can't believe
you and Brian

are poppin' smoke tomorrow.

(chuckling):
I know.

I showed up in Virginia Beach
like a rubbernecker.

Never imagined
this would become my home.

And it always will be.

Just like you'll
always be family.

♪ Just a dream
and the wind to carry me... ♪

You know, um,
despite the fact that

- you're trying to ghost me,
okay?
- (laughs)

Um, I think I-I figured out
a way to keep my pledge to Clay.

Yeah, I'm aware that
all the teddy bears

you gave Brian
have cameras in them.

Well, you know
that medkit that I was

you know, fooling around with
after Clay's injury?

Your invention that'll

save lives and limbs?
Yeah, that rings a bell.

Yeah, well,

I added Clay's name to it, too.

So...

every dollar that comes in...

y'all get half.

♪ Sailing takes me away... ♪

(laughs) What?

Yeah.

- No. (laughs)
- Yeah.

- That's too much.
- No, no.

No, I can't,
I can't accept that.

- Listen, listen, listen.
- I can't. I mean,
I will accept it, but I...

Pump the brakes
on counting the dough, okay?

The point of the medkit
was to help

my brothers and sisters
in uniform, so

I just figure
I'll give it to the Navy.

I'll make less money,
but at least it's--

it's gonna help
the right people.

Sounds like what Clay would do.

Always trying to walk
in his footsteps.

Or "footstep."

(both laugh)

That's so terrible.

Are you serious it was his idea
to move to California?

Yeah, I know, surprised me, too.

He said, um...

he had a chance
to live his dream,

and that it was time
to help me live mine.

♪ Just a dream
and the wind to carry me ♪

♪ And soon I will be free. ♪

I'm gonna miss you.

("Heaven" by Nikki Era plays)

♪ I loved you then
without a doubt ♪

♪ Now I'm trying hard
to figure out ♪

♪ How I loved you then
but don't now ♪

♪ Where does love go
when it's broken down? ♪

♪ Into pieces on the floor ♪

♪ Too focused on keeping score ♪

♪ I can't take this anymore... ♪

(laughs)

God, I love you so much.

- I love you.
- ♪ No, no, no, no... ♪

All right, partner, I love you.

Keep it up.

- Go. Come on, let's go.
- EMMA: Okay!

(sighs)

♪ Gold in the sand... ♪

Look at that.
My baby girl is married.

Yeah.

You did good by her.

Alana would be proud.

Yeah.

Appreciate you coming in
to Afghanistan

and being there for me.

Watching my teammate's back
is the one thing

I've always been good at.

Yeah.

You, uh...

...you still having some trouble
finding that off-ramp?

(chuckles)

Yeah, I'm so turned around,

Naima gave me her blessing
to continue kicking doors.

(chuckles):
Whoa. Wait a second.

Are you, uh...

(glasses clink)

- ...considering that?
- I don't know.

♪ On the floor ♪

♪ Too focused on keeping score ♪

♪ I can't take this anymore... ♪

So what's next for the legend?

Well, Blackburn, you know,
he keeps pushing this whole...

Warfighter Health position.

But, uh, the way you guys are,

you know,
running the tab on this bar,

I'm gonna have to consider
one of those shady contractor...

positions.

- (laughs)
- Well,

the fact that you're focused
on your-your wallet

and not your soul
is a good thing.

♪ Into heaven... ♪

Still worry
about these boys, though.

Who's gonna watch over them,
on and off the battlefield?

Yeah.

(sighs) All of us have so much
that we're carrying.

We can't do it alone.

♪ ♪

JASON:
So whether it's on
or off the battlefield...

(door opens)

...we need to always have
each other's backs.

Lieutenant Davis.

We're ready.

JASON:
Stay in the fight to recover

our lost goodness,

create the tools
to forgive ourselves...

...do whatever we can
to protect the protectors.

♪ ♪

(softly):
Hey.

Uh... somewhere along the way,

I started thinking
I built this place for me.

But it was always meant
for veterans like you, Ben.

Always.

Please stay.

- (chuckles softly)
- Welcome.

JASON:
And ensure no one gets
left behind.

We must renew our desire
to live well...

Hey. (smooching)

...never lose hope...

...find meaning at home.

Oh, you still gonna mock
my dreams

of living on the beach?

Not a chance.

Your dream is now our reality.

JASON:
And prove, once and for all,

that war doesn't have
to have the last word.

I swear,
the glass looked smaller

when our other brothers
yarded out.

(laughter)

And I can assure you, it's not
like eating an elephant.

Hmm. Time to get you
on the board, Ray.

(grunts)
Bravo 1 beat me up there.

Yeah, well, always in
my rearview there, Primetime.

(laughter)

Are you still spelling "Hayes"
with a "Z"?

Sonny, you got to fix that, man.

It's "Perry" with an "A," right?

- (laughs)
- TRENT: Quit stalling, Ray.

Got another brother to yard out.

- All right.
- JASON: Let's go.

I'm just getting used
to my Bravo family,

now I'm losing two teammates.

Well, the good news is,

you ain't gonna be the new guy
for much longer.

- (laughter)
- And...

DEVGRU is getting one hell
of a head of Warfighter Health.

Damn right.

End of an era, for sure.

Hey, guys,

we may no longer be teammates,

but we're always gonna be
brothers.

Cheers to that.

- (cheering)
- SONNY: You know what,

all this sentimental shit,

making me thirsty. (chuckling)

Davis.

So? How'd it go
with the investigators?

Let me see.

Well, those wrists,
they don't look slapped.

It was a total nothing-burger.

Decker was never mentioned.

Walch just told me to report
to Rivas next week.

You got your dream job.
Congrats.

(whispers): Might want
to tell your face about it.

What did you say
to the investigating committee?

Stella said you might
"give the med kit to the Navy"?

What, did you trade it
for my promotion?

JASON:
Hey!

Davis, bring it over. Come here.

Word got out about you.

Blackburn's telling me that,
uh, you are leaving DEVGRU

- for greener pastures.
- Mm.

Well, hasn't really
even sunk in yet, but...

RAY:
Hey, it must be some job

for you to be abandoning
your Bravo family.

It's a career-maker, for sure.

Don't forget us
when you make admiral, Lisa.

- Thank you.
- DREW: Our going-away party

- keeps getting bigger.
- Yeah.

The team that just crushed it
in Honduras

is getting quite the facelift.

Wait a minute.
I know about Ray,

but...

Jason,
you're stepping down, too?

- (phones beeping)
- (others reacting)

(chuckles)
Command loves nothing more

than raining
on a frogman parade.

Let's go, gents.

Drinking alone at
a goodbye party, that's just...

- that's sad.
- True.

But I got some stuff
to handle back at Command.

Hey. Listen.

Don't be a stranger.

- Got it? All right.
- Yeah.

Come here.

I love you, kid.

Oh.

- Proud of you.
- Thank you.

Very much so.

(Sonny sighs)

The way I see it...

...we got six feet of beer,

nowhere to be.

And I say
we make some bad decisions.

What the hell did you do?

♪ ♪

Sonny,

I would never ask you
to give up your Trident for me.

Bravo's all you ever wanted.

It was.

Davis, I have a daughter

that needs reminding
who her daddy is.

Besides, I-I've lived my dream.

Now go live yours.

(Sonny chuckles softly)

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Target is five klicks east!

Drew, take us out.

Easy fucking day.

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