All language subtitles for 01x01_Episode.1_Our.Girl

'Private Dawes.
Report to the OC.'

Relax, Dawes.

Bit cold out there, isn't it?

Yes, sir. Tater's, sir.

You'd better go
and pack your sun cream, Dawes.

You're off to Afghan
and it's 47 degrees.

'Battle casualty replacement.'

'You've done well on your
mission specific training

'so you've got tonight to say
goodbye to your family.'

'It's not going to be easy, Dawes.'

'You're serving your country.
Do yourself proud.'

'Brize Norton, 1100 hours tomorrow.

'You're to report
to a Corporal Kinders

'and be attached to his section,
under Captain James.'

'First impressions are important.
Make the right one.'

Private Dawes?

Yes, corporal.

Welcome to the Under Fives.

Right, Dawes, you are with
2 section. Double in and join them.

Can it really take you massive
cockwombles this long to

get into your sections
for a bloody photograph?

What are you laughing at, medic?

Cockwomble, sir.

For the benefit of our alleged
new medic, who are we?

The Under Fives, sir!

And why d'you think
we're called that, medic?

~ I don't know, sir.
~ Well, take a look.

They look young, sir?

And every one of them
is in my charge

so if you can't cut it as our medic
and part of the team

I have no hesitation in lobbing
you out of the plane.

~ Is that understood?
~ Yes, sir.

MUSIC: War Rages On by Alex Clare

I love a medic, me.

Cos he's sick in the head...
He'll need you, poppet.

Pleased to make your acquaintance,
darling. I'm Mansfield Mike.

Although I'm not
actually from Mansfield.

Yeah, he is!

No, I'm not. I'm from Derby,
actually.

Well, if it ain't my 'Friday night
round the back of the Indian

~ takeaway in Guildford.'
~ Oh, bollocks.

We were bound to meet up again at
some point. That's the army for you.

~ Is that what you call me, "round
the back of the Indian takeaway"?
~ Only for shorthand.

I was going to text you back but we
weren't allowed phones at Catterick.

You got something on your chin...

Oh, it's just a bit of bullshit.

I bet you don't remember
what they call me.

I do actually, it's in my phone.
"Smurf".

Cos you look like one.

No, I don't,
I'm bunk up material, me.

Could have had any of your section
that night but I chose you.

Oh, I'm so proud(!) Listen, don't
say anything to the others, yeah?

You don't want me to tell the lads?

What happened that night was
just a one-off.
I was pissed out my nut.

So you don't want me to tell anyone?

You better not.
First impressions and all that.

I dunno if I'm comfortable not
telling my comrades the truth.

Well I'm one of your comrades now
so you'd better not let me down.

I'll just say
I was on my phase two,

went to Pirbright for the rugby...

Met you and some girls
and had a laugh...

Well, that's the truth.

Behind the takeaway.

No, don't you dare!

Hey lads, mate of mine...cockney...

WAHEY!

..But all right. Happy?

Ecstatic, you Welsh wanker.

Cheeky.

Right. Hour outside Bastion.

All don your full protective
clothing, including helmets.

Look at that. Oh, my God.

They got a Costa Coffee.
They ain't even got one of them
in Basildon have they, Baz?

We got two, as it happens,
because you know what they say?

Baz Vegas is paradise!

They got a Nando's?

They best have a Nando's or I'm
going home. I love Nando's, man.

He wanted to get a Nando's tattoo
when we was on basic!

Don't tell everyone our secrets!

God, look at the size of the sun!
Loads bigger than the English sun.

I'm going to need more than my
factor 50 out here, I tell
ya that for nothing.

Left, right, left, right, left.

Left, right, left, right,
left, right, left, right,

left, right, left, right, left.

Left, right, left, right.

Section! Halt!

Right turn!

Platoon! Atten-tion!

Welcome to Afghanistan.

You will be here at Camp Bastion
for a few days assimilation.

And then you are to be
deployed on a mission.

You have an excellent captain,
on his fourth tour of Afghanistan.

So you will listen. Follow
his instructions to the letter.

Do well, apply yourselves
and you'll have a good tour.

Bit out of your price range,
eh, Mansfield?

I don't know about you mate, but
I booked the presidential suite.

Fellas!

I'll be leading a PT session
at 05.30.

Make sure you hydrate tonight
and first thing in the morning.

Any of you helmets not
on top form and giving me 100%

will get my new regulation combat
boot six lace holes up your arses.

Best recruit at Catterick,
one pace forward.

Now, did you pass
geography at school, Dawes?

~ No, sir. ~ No.

Did you, Smurf?

Oh, yes, sir.

Good. Then you can show our Doris
where the female quarters are.

This is stags only.

Come on, Dawes.
Get your stuff together.

~ You think I can't manage me own kit?
~ Just trying to be nice.

Best recruit at Catterick.

What, the Captain say that to you
every time he talks to you, does he?

He loves me. Everyone loves me.

I'm the life and soul, pal.

Dunno if I can put up with
six months of your bollocks.

Are you really that pissed off
that the captain likes me?

Maybe I don't want that
Rupert to like me.

Find your own quarters!

What?

He's a better person
than you'll ever be.

Don't worry about Smurf.
Looking for the female quarters?

Come on.

~ It's a bit bloody, hot innit?
~ You'll get used to it.

Dump your kit.
That bed's free next to mine.

~ I'm Molly by the way. ~ Jackie. And
you've arrived on a killer hot day.

It's like walking through treacle!

~ So you know Smurf, then?
~ I knew his twin brother.

~ He was killed on Herrick 15.
~ You're joking.

James was his captain too.

That's why Smurf won't hear
a bad word about him.

I just called him a Rupert.

Smurf's brother Geraint got
shot in the neck on patrol.

James crawled about 200 metres
on his belly

to get him and bring him back.

He weren't leaving him
as a trophy for the Taliban.

He'd do the same for you.

Let's hope he don't have to.

We'll get something to eat later.

They got a Nando's?

Pizza Hut any good?

Got to be better than rations, eh?

It'll be worth it, trust me.

~ Can't we just phone up
for a delivery? ~ You can!

Serious. They got this little bloke
that bombs around on a bike.

Be quicker just to grab
one now, though.

You don't want to be
eating junk food before
a Captain James PT session!

We're off to the healthy tent!

Don't worry about me, mate.
I'll still be running

~ while you're breathing out your
arse! ~ Obsessing about my arse again?

Don't ask.

~ Six injured. Merts bringing them
in now. All medical personnel
report to the hospital. ~ Come on. ~ Me?

You're medical, aren't you?

Right, let's get him inside.

Molly, get on this stretcher.
Molly!

Massive wound to lower back.
I need surgical access,

if you could just let me know
when that's happened.
We need blood stat.

~ Still losing blood.
~ Can we get a pelvic X-ray
and a fast scan, please?

We're clear for chest X-ray.

~ Come on, guys, focus.
We're losing him! ~ Sort yourself out.

(You all right, Moll?)

(I really thought
my training would kick in.)

(It will do. Don't worry about it.)

(Will he make it? The marine.)

(Got a better chance here
than anywhere else.)

(The state of him, Jackie.)

(Get some shut eye.)

(If only!)

(It'll be all right.)

Private Dawes.

Private Dawes.

Well, I suppose we should be grateful
you're not wearing your stilettos.

It's full kit, Dawes. yes, sir.

Left, right, left, right.

~ Are we all acclimatizing
to the conditions? ~ SIR!

Right, we're sprinting
the last 50, go!

Smurf, hit the deck now!

Medic, man down! Left leg blown off
below the knee, what you going to do?

Come on, what are you going to do?

You really going to let him
bleed out while you gasp
for air like a puffer fish?

Come on, Dawes! This isn't
Call of Duty on the PlayStation.

Someone stands on an IED,
there's a life to save. Get it?

Come on, what are you going to do?
Come on, Dawes!

Smurf, get up.

~ Who are we?
~ The Under Fives.

~Who are we?!
The Under Fives!

Now get yourselves showered, now.
Double away!

He could have died just then.

Now, please don't tell me
we've got the only medic

who can't stand the sight of blood.

Relax, lads!

So, we're out of Bastion in the
morning and heading to our special
little Forward Operating Base.

This will be home for the immediate.
When we arrive at the village

we will link up with a small tally of
Afghan National Army. There's a small
Taliban cell destabilising the area.

~ Lovely(!) ~ Any questions?
~ No, sir.

We need the locals to like us and,
more importantly, to trust us.

Nobody let me down.

Right, our task on the ground is
to support, assist and advise the

Afghan National Army with patrols
around the general area of the fob

and facilitate the local children's
safe passage to their school.

Sound easy?

Lollipop men with guns.

Then get your head
out of your arse, Dawes.

There is no such thing
as an easy mission out here.

Right, you'll be flown out in your
sections 0400 hours tomorrow.

So tonight I'll need you all
to have seen the medic.

It's like speed dating, Dawes -

one minute each and then you
sod them off out of it.

Sit up!

Lads. Sort yourselves out.
You're in your own time now.

Ready, Dawes?

Yes, corporal.

Right. Nude-Nut. In.

What's all that about?

I cut myself shaving and I know how
much you hate the sight of blood.

LAUGHTER FROM OUTSIDE

Do you feel fit?
Any injuries at all?

~ You can sit down.
~ Nah, best not. Fit and well.

Shall I send the next person in?

~ Was there nothing... ~ Nope. See ya.

Boys giving you a hard time?

I just feel like I keep getting off
on the wrong foot. I keep saying
the wrong things.

Have you seen the way that
Captain James looks at me?

We're all trying to prove ourselves.

You'll be fine, I promise you.

I proper froze in that hospital.

You'll be fine.

It takes time and...

Sounds like it was a nasty one.

I'm worried that
I won't be able to cut it.

We're all worried
we won't be able to cut it.

Anyone who says they're not
is bullshitting.

Jackie told me about your brother,
Geraint.

When the Taliban jackpotted him,
James says he heard a cheer go up.

Sorry, Smurf.

I'm not being...
stupid or nothing, Molls

but these people,
the Taliban and that...

they're not like us.
They're heartless.

You'll be all right, mate.

They laughed as he lost
his life out there.

He lost his life
for our country, Moll.

Don't want him to have died in vain.

~ What does that mean?
~ It means...

I'm going to make sure
he didn't die in vain.

You got piles, Smurf?

Then you don't need
to sit down, do you?

You all right, fella?

In case any of you were in any
doubt, this is the real deal.

The next six months will define
the rest of our lives.

There will be moments on this tour
that you will never forget.

Both good and bad.

It's not about looking
after number one,

it's about looking after numbers
2 to 12 in your section.

That way you will always have
11 people watching your back.

that is why the British Army
can never lose.

It's what separates us
from the enemy.

This mission is about
hearts and minds.

We want to leave this place
in a better state than we find it.

Stay focused.

Stay alert.

Stay alive.

The day you are less
than 100% focused...

..is the day shit happens.

Hello, you.

Hearts and minds, Dawes?

00:21:57,470
Bashira?

You don't want to be talking
to the little bleeders.

Eh?

Dickers. Oh, they may look sweet
and that when they're little

but they all grow up with one aim...

to kill us.

I think she was just being friendly.

Straight back to tell some insurgent
everything about us. It's their way.

MUSIC: Fuel To Fire by Agnes Obel

Water, boys?

Oh, comedy boys.

All right, handsome?

What happened,
someone set fire to your face

and beat it out with a golf shoe?

What you going to do, shoot me?

Oi. Oi.

What is all that about?

That 10 Taliban
was giving me the evils.

Behave, will you?
He ain't Taliban, he's one of us.

Right then, boys. First patrol.

All right, lads, all those years of
training...it's about this moment.

Yeah. I hope there's contact.

Come on. Let's be havin' ya.

Before the sun gets his hat on.

Captain Azizi, let's go.

The magazine of 30 rounds. Load!

~ Hello, girl. ~ Hello, you.

There you go, little one.

You stay?

Pen. Pen. Pen!

~ How was that? ~ Thought there might
be a bit more...action, sir.

Were they watching us
d'you reckon, sir?

Without a doubt, Baz,
after just one patrol you have
become their ace of spades,

the Taliban's most wanted man
after Prince Harry.

My mum always tells me
I look like Prince Harry.

The kids will come up to you,
but don't be distracted.

The ones on the bikes by the trees to
the west could have been dickers.

What are they thinking, Dawes?

That we're at our most vulnerable.

Why?

We're finding our feet,
we don't know the terrain.

Right.

2 Section going out again at 1300.
Everyone go get some scoff.

You not hungry, Dawes?

I'm just going to wait
for the ruck to die down, sir.

Sir...

Spit it out, Dawes.

It's just...

as a medic, I'm a bit worried that
Smurf's in the right frame of mind.

Why's that?

All that with his brother must have
fragged with his head a bit.

He's an excellent soldier.
He knows what he's doing.

It's just that...

Well, he seemed a bit...

I dunno... harsh, let's say,
with an ANA bloke.

It's just a bit of early tour
dick waving. Always happens.

We're on tour!

Looks like you're going
to take off like ET.

Whoa, speaking of which...!

Pen, pen!

Dawesy!

We're all waiting at the gate.

No time to put your face on.

~ Can't see your pen-girl.
~ I've bought some with, just in case.

They can't even read or write
so God knows why they need pens.

Maybe they want to learn
to read and write.

It's mad how much we
take for granted, innit?

You're not gonna start getting all
profound on me are you, Dawesy?

No matter how cute they are when
they're little, they'll still grow
up to hate you.

But it doesn't have to be like that.
If we're nice to them, then...

Nice?

Why, what you gonna be?

Contact left! Contact left!

Take cover!

See what I mean, Molls?

Those fuckers have spilt
my family blood out there.

Did anyone see where that came from?

I can't see anything.

Two went into the compound
wall behind me.

Keep your heads fucking down.

Think it was from the
compound ahead, Corporal.

I ain't got a skin what you're
on about Smurf, I can't see nothing!

You sure?

They are saying
they are targeting the female.

~ Well, they've got eyes on us, then,
so keep down! ~ Come on, then, you
mugs, let's have ya!

Contact 200 metres ahead.
Four shots.

Single shooter, sir.

Have you got eyes on him?

No, sir. Interpreter says they're
targeting the female.

Get back inside, now!

Right, one at a time,
fucking sprint back into base.

Rest of you, eyes on that
far compound. First man, go!

They know there's
a female medic here.

Move! Go!

Moving.

~ Move. ~ Moving.

Dawes, you're next!

I can't do it, Smurf.

~ Of course you can. ~ They're after me.

Well, they ain't gonna get you.
I'm gonna get them.

They see you come out of this ditch
and the wankers will appear,

at which point I blow their shitty
heads off. Now get up and run!

I can't, Smurf.
Just leave without me.

Dawes!
What are you pissing about at? Go!

Just sorting the med kit!

You've gotta go, Molly.

They'll shoot me.

No, they won't. I'll shoot them.

I need you guys
out of this ditch now!

Contact ahead! I see the tosser!

What the hell are you
doing, Smurf? Get down now!

Get down, Smurf, get down!

Now, Molly, now. Fucking run!

Fucking run!

No-one's coming
out of there tonight.

Are you sure you saw something?

I didn't see anything.

It was like Call of Duty for a
minute there, boys. Unbelievable!

~ I wanna have another go
at them, mate! ~ Come on!

I haven't seen you run so fast since
Dirty Doreen tried to grope you in
Liquid! Do you see me proper run?

You're only fast cos you run
a mile before you buy a pint!

I am never in my lifetime gonna
be able to work at Foot Locker
again, I am telling you now.

Have they got a Foot Locker
in Mansfield?

I'm from Derby, man!

What have we just learnt?!

WHAT have we just learnt?!

Every time we step outside
of this compound,

we need to be totally alert.

Medic.

I need you to have a look
at my blisters.

Yes, sir.

What do you reckon?

Well, they stink, sir,
with all due respect.

His behaviour when he was unloading
his weapon into that compound

was reckless and unprofessional.

Who, sir?

Well, maybe he was
in the wrong frame of mind.

Sir.

Did you see anyone, Dawes?

He didn't eyeball anyone...

Say there were some
children playing inside.

It doesn't bear thinking about.

Did you see an insurgent, Dawes?

He's a good lad, sir...

He's got a lot of stuff
he's dealing with.

You don't deal with it whilst
you're carrying a lethal weapon.

He's all right.

He just saved my arse in that ditch.

I knew I didn't need new boots.

There was nothing wrong
with my old ones.

They'll wear in.

Let me dress your blisters
and you can get back

to running us around the compound.

Let's see how good
a medic you are, Dawes.

The nuts, sir.

Smurf. Word.

~ Right, Fingers...
~ Yes, sir.

Give that to Dangleberries.

Dawes, mail. Come on!

She likes a male, sir.

I was about to say
has anyone noticed

there's no grass in Afghan
but I spoke too bloody soon.

Boss man, Major Beck on the net.

Right, Fingers, you take over.
And no arsing around.

I am the only one who is
allowed to arse around?

Sir.

Oh, Baz Vegas...

Smells like lavender, bro,
and it's a man's handwriting...

Is there something
you're not telling us, bro?

It's sump oil, you dick!
And it's my dad's writing!

I know you've told the others that
I'm some sort of dirty old slag.

If the cap fits...

Get out. Get out
or I will seriously kill you.

That is a shit thing to do, Smurf.

Now no-one can even look at me.

You brought it on yourself.

There's only two things
I don't like about you...your face.

~ Going to James and stabbing me in
the back! ~ It weren't like that.

You think I'm mad,
out of control, a liability!

He called me in and
he sat me down...

Maybe anything I said was cos
I was worried about you.

And I didn't say anything like that.

But you said something though!

I saved your arse
in that ditch out there.

Yeah, I know you did. And now you've
gone and ruined my entire tour.

Fuck you, Smurf.

You already have.

As you were, guys.

Right, listen in. The proposed
ANA check point will be here.

Based in an old compound that
the Russians commandeered

a few decades ago,
so we'll be helping Captain Azizi

and his men give it
a bit of a Kirsty make-over.

Dried river bed below,

and across from the river bed,

we have what intel reliably
inform us is a mine field.

Now they think they're
old Russian mines,

but nonetheless still quite capable
of blowing your socks off.

Any questions?

Is everything all right, Dawes?

They're sending me
to Coventry, sir.

Oooh...

That is worse than Helmand!

Why are they doing that?

Cos of what I said
to you about Smurf.

I have to get everyone
through this tour.

That's my job
and nothing else matters.

Yes, sir.

And therefore I'm grateful to you.

Despite what they say, you did the
right thing to tell me your concerns.

And for what it's worth,
I think I make you right...

I'm a tad worried too.

Thanks, sir.

Glad to see they're cracking on.

What are they going to do
when we pull out completely?

That's not for us to worry about,
Dawes. We just do what we're told

until we get back on that plane
to Brize Norton.

This whole place is just gonna go...

"BOOM."

I follow my orders and I trust those
higher in the chain of command

~ to see the bigger picture.
~ Really? ~ Absolutely.

It's what we have to believe in
and so I believe in it.

I suggest you do the same.

Mine fields to the
west below the river bed! Be aware!

Here you go. What's your name?

~ How do you say 'What's your name'
in Pashto? ~ Staa num tsa dhe.

Staa num tsa...zee.

~ Have I said it wrong?
~ Staa num tsa dhe. ~ Staa num tsa dhe.

Zama num Bashira de.

~ What's she saying? ~ Her name.
Bashira. ~ Bashira.

That's a lovely name. I'm Molly.

Moll-y.

~ Molly. ~ How old are you, Bashira?

IN ENGLISH: Eleven...

Oh, that's the best age.
Stay 11 for ever!

Tell her that I've got a sister
who's a similar age in London.

Tell her that she can be my sister
while I'm here if she wants.

Relax, lads. Make sure
you're loaded up on water.

Dehydration's an absolute
bitch out here. Check your piss,

make sure it's not too yellow.

Fingers, I want you
to set up a kitchen.

Smurf, you're on latrine duty,
set up an area.

~ Sir. ~ Well away from my kitchen,
please.

And we need a spot to burn
the silver shit bags.

Nude-Nut.

Dawes, I want you to set up
a treatment facility

with an ANA medic.
And Captain Azizi?

I'll need you to clear those
kids away, right now.

That little wanker is a dicker.

What are you talking about?

No, go on, say something,
I dare you.

All right, I will say something.

That kid is spotting for the Taliban
and reporting back.

~ She's just a kid, Smurf. Chill out.
~ Yeah.

A kid who goes back and tells
the Taliban exactly where we are.

What are you up to?

I guess I'm lucky the army
weren't called in to make sure

I went to school in East Ham.

What, you didn't go?

Could you tell?

Still, don't need GCSE's
out here, do you?

It's a good job
I ain't got any, then, sir.

Man down! Man down!

What's happened?

I dunno, Smurf saw something
and went down the river bed, sir.

~ Across the river bed?!
~ Has anyone got eyes on?

200 metres. Half left.
Beyond the bridge.

That's Smurf!

It's a bloody mine-field!?
What's he doing in a bloody minefield

'I've been shot!
I'm pumping blood!'

Smurf, what
direction was your contact?

'I'm pumping blood!'

He's got the vallon with him sir!

He took it down with him, sir.

He needs a medic!

I can get to him, sir.
I know my mine clearing drill.

No fucking way! Wait out!

Sir, he's losing blood.
I can get to him.

Wait out.

Just cos I'm a female, sir,
I don't want special treatment.

I'm the medic, I should go.

'I'm pissing blood!
I can't stop it!'

Dangleberries, Brains, with me now.

Move. Move. Move!

Eyes out. Let's go fellas,
keep eyes on.

Has anyone seen the enemy?

Can't see him!

Molly! Molly!

Stay calm, Smurf!

Brains! Dangles!

Smurf? Smurf?!

It's pissing out of me!

Smurf, I'm on my way. Talk to me.

Alpha 3.0 Bravo. 9. Lino.
Roger. So far. Over

Stay calm, Smurf. Where are you hit?

Top of the leg! High! Groin!

Can you get a tourniquet round it?

I can't get it on, it's too high!

Oh, fuck.

~ Smurf!?
~ You all right, Dawes?

Talk to me, Smurf.

Nude-Nut, Fingers. I want you
covering them as they're moving.

~ Yes, Corporal! ~ Yes, Corporal!

You're going to need a winch,
there's nowhere to land.
I repeat, there is nowhere to land.

~ She ain't gonna make it.
~ Yes, she will, Fingers!

We'll make sure of it.

Smurf!?

~ 'Come on Smurf, get up!'
~ Smurf? Talk to me, Smurf.

Smurf!?

You all right, Dawes?

Have you got eyes on Smurf?
He's gone quiet.

Talk to her, Smurf.
Talk to her, Smurf!

Come on, Smurf, you tit!

ETA 30 seconds on the Mert, sir.

Smurf?!

Smurf? Smurf?

Smurf?!

Dawes, have you got eyes on Smurf?
Speak to me. How is he?

Dawes!

Dawes!

Moll?

Dawes! DAWES?!

Molly?

Can anyone see her?

I've got eyes on.
She ain't moving, sir.

Contact explosion. Wait out.

Dawes?

Dawes, Dawes, are you all right?

Dawes, talk to me!

I'm all right. I'm all right, sir.

She's all right! She's OK!

Come on, Moll!

~ She's all right!
~ Yes, Molly!

I can't believe
I've still got my legs.

Just you Smurf,
come on lad, come on.

Right. Eyes on now, boys, eyes on.
Cover her!

I see her. I see her.

Moll, what's going on?

Smurf? Smurf?

Smurf. Come on, Smurf. Talk to me.

Smurf, come on, talk to me.
I've come to save you.

Come on, Smurf!

Smurf, oi, Smurf!

Stay with me, I'm gonna get
you out of here. Please, please
don't die on me, you bell end.

~ Dawes, how is he? ~ Sir, I'm gonna
need a helicopter, I'm losing him.

Just stay with me, Smurf.
Keep talking.

Keep making noises for me, yeah?

That's it. That's it, Smurf.

Sir, they can't land here,
it's mined to buggery.

They're gonna drop a winch.

Secure him to the winch
and they'll hoist him up.

I'm gonna have to go up
with him, sir.

Absolutely no way. Do you hear me!?

There's a sniper out here
and you'll be a sitting target

dangling on the end
of a fucking rope. NO WAY!

Sir, the tourniquet's not working.

If I take my fist out of his groin,
he's gonna bleed out.

Lucky I got here when I did, eh?

Come on, Smurf.

Dawes, do not go up on that winch,
that is an order.

I can't hear a thing, can you?

Am I gonna die?

No. If you die, they're all
gonna think it's my fault.

That ain't gonna happen,
all right, wanker?

Go on, girl!

Dawes, do not go up on that winch!
That is an order. Do you hear me?!

~ Dawes? ~ I doubt she can hear
a thing under that helicopter.

She goes up with him, the sniper
will pop her straightaway.

Sitting ducks, guys.

Dawes, what do you think you
are doing?!

Get off that winch now!
That is an order!

Dawes?!

Oh, fuck.

Go on, Moll. Yes, Molly!

Yes, Molly!

Dawesy!

What she just did there was
stupid beyond belief!

She disobeyed a command
and put her life in danger.

Fingers, cover them as they're
moving up. Rest of you, eyes on.

It was also fucking awesome.

Told you you'd live.

~ Shit. ~ What?

I thought it was a dream.

That'll be the morphine.

Smurf, what the hell were you
doing in the middle of a mine field?

I saw someone... I thought
they were planting an IED.

~ It was that kid of yours. ~ Bashira?

I went to take a look.

I thought there was
a path that was clear...

Yeah, what happened?

I looked along the path and,
right at the other end,

there was this insurgent
pointing a rifle at my head.

Lucky he was a shit shot, then.

Molls. Got transport to take
you to the helipad if you're quick.

Molls, I was a dickhead.

I'm telling you, I've learnt
a big lesson. Come here.

I'm gonna get myself better,
I'm gonna come back to you.

Come back to me?

To the platoon.

I'm gonna make it up to you,
cos I owe you everything.

Yeah, you do, you nut-bar.

I'll never let you down again.

I'll always be there for you.

♪ Let me down gently

♪ That's what I think I need

♪ But when you let me down gently... ♪

Sir.

If you think you're going to win
any plaudits for that ridiculous

and foolhardy act,
you are one 100% mistaken.

Yes, sir. Sorry, sir.

That's what my commanding officer
said to me when I went to retrieve
Smurf's brother.

Sir?

Having said that, did you hear me
tell you not to go up on that winch?

No, sir.

Then well done, Dawes.

Thank you, sir.

I'm not what Smurf said I was.
I didn't deserve that...

I know.

I might've slept with
a few people that I regret...

We all have. It's 2014, not 1914.

Don't let a bit of name calling
put you off the task in hand.

You are an excellent medic,
you're proving yourself.

♪ She's one of the lads,
she's one of the lads

♪ Molly Dawesy,
she's one of the lads! ♪

Thanks, you massive cockwombles!

Heavily armed insurgents
are controlling the area

around the mountains
and the village.

Who done this to your face, Bashira?
Was it your dad?

Something about her
that smells a bit rotten.

You don't involve
yourself in the lives of locals.

They must not become dependent
on us in any way, do you understand?

You must not go to the
mountains tomorrow.

I think she's trying
to warn me about something.

Either they're luring us in or
something else is going to happen.

Remember, stay focused,
stay alert, stay alive.

Down! RPG!

What you doing?!

Dawes! Get down now!

♪ And I will captivate you

♪ With everything I got

♪ To bring the best out in you

♪ One strength, one heart

♪ Is all you need tonight

♪ Tonight, tonight, tonight. ♪