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Maybe we can expand your memory a little.
How 'bout you start with where each of your men were.
Yeah.
Well, I didn't really have a great vantage.
Ramirez took the brunt of the IED.
My leg was wrecked.
Horowitz and Rexer got picked off
dragging me under the Humvee.
I couldn't see Deacon, Cooper, or our translator,
but I understand that ended badly.
Anyone else?
Nelson, LaReau, and Greenstein took up
a position in a little shop, gave cover.
And I knew I should crawl out,
but I didn't wanna leave Rashad.
Who's Rashad?
What?
There's nobody on our team named Rashad.
Stay with that, Nick. Who's Rashad?
Is he a teammate, a civilian?
He was under the Humvee.
Doing what?
He was asking me to find his daughter
and tell her he loved her.
What happened to him?
I don't know.
I don't know.
Hey, Nick. Nick.
I feel like maybe we should talk about this
while it's fresh.
The thing is, I told my buddy here
I'd help him out.
Nick, this is important.
But you promised me.
Maybe I can make an appointment.
Anytime, you got my number.
- Thanks. - Yeah.
You don't have to do this.
Truth is, I could use a distraction.
You mind?
Brothers in arms.
Brothers in arms.
There you are.
What are you doing here?
It's time to pick up Sami, right?
You shouldn't be here. Hamid...
I will be on my best behavior.
I promise.
- Ben! - Hey, little man.
What's up?
Wanna hang out with your mom for second?
All right.
Ben...
You looking for a fight?
Just looking to make things right.
I mean, I don't like what you said,
but I still shouldn't have hit you.
I know from Ava you love Sami,
but I'm not trying to be his father.
I know what it's like to lose a son...
and I wouldn't wish it on anybody.
Ooh, you letting me win.
- I wish. - Katie.
You have a visitor.
What are you doing here?
Thought I'd improve your day.
I can't have visitors.
It's a job, not prison. Give the boy a tour.
Handsome.
You ready to get your butt whupped?
Bring it, sister.
- Nice blanket. - I run cold.
This'll warm you up.
We already sold another photograph.
You're $200 richer.
That's incredible.
Keep it up, you might not get stuck here as long as your...
Mom.
This is Mr. Haskin's grandson.
It's nice to meet you.
Pleasure's all mine.
Who lives in England.
Long story.
Even I'm not quite clear on it.
I'm sure he'll be glad to see you.
Hey, got out of there.
I think she knows you were lying.
We can't be in here.
You need to go.
I found the most perfect wall.
Greenpointe.
What do you say we go and make it pretty?
I'm working.
Tonight, late, you and me.
Paint fumes give me asthma?
Okay, that's an even worse lie than Mr. Haskins.
You really want me to go?
I want you to stay, but you have to go.
All right.
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