All language subtitles for Tour of Duty - 2x14 - Sealed with a Kiss.en

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SOLDIER:
Gimme a hand, here.

Come on, now,
ladies.

It really ain't that heavy.

Give me a break here,
will you, please?

It's weird turning the barracks
into a bunch of classrooms

so they can teach us
how to be civilians again.

I was a civilian
for 20 years.

I thought I did
a great job of it.

Yeah, well, I got news
for you, Smitty.

It's different now.

It changes once you've been
in the service awhile.

These classes,
they're just gonna teach you

about some choices
you're gonna be able to make

when you get back
to the world.

Maybe even tell you
about things

that'll give you
a problem here and there.

Tell you about some jobs
you might wanna try.

What about you, sarge?

You gonna take
any of these classes?

You're getting smart,
aren't you, Hurley?

Come on, let's go.
Less squalor, more holler.

Come on, move it now.

Come on, you guys.

What you gotta do
ain't that complicated.

You just pick something up
and you carry it.

Miss Pierson. Chris.

You got a minute?

Sure.

Oh, it feels so nice
to see them building a school.

When I left the States,

people were more likely
to be tearing them down.

Listen. I gotta talk
to you about something.

You don't want to come
to class any more.

Is that it?

I don't know. I don't know.

It's just that in class
we've been reading stories

about other times
and other places

and all those good things
like that.

Then the next day
I go out into the field,

and there are
no other places out there.

And you feel like
it's distracting you?

Yeah.

I'm thinking things
and I'm feeling things

that don't have
anything to do with war,

and they sure as hell
don't have anything to do

with what I'm doing
out there in the bush.

I'm beginning to wonder
if maybe I'm not being fair

to the people
who are counting on me

to pay attention enough to take
care of their lives out there.

Well, you'll have to
decide that for yourself,

but I'll tell you
one thing.

Attendance has tripled
since you've been in that class.

And that's because
those men respect you.

They say, "Well,
if Sergeant Anderson's doing it,

then maybe it's okay."

Yeah? We'll just have to
straighten them out about that

before they get in trouble,
then, won't we?

Listen, I'm here
to show those guys

that there are other options
in their lives.

Just let me be selfish.

Stay in the class
a little while longer

so that I can reach
more of them.

All right, all right.
I'll be there.

WOMAN:
John is the greatest,

though settling down
in Portland at the age of 24

isn't exactly the exciting life
you and I used to dream about.

So even though you missed
my debut as a virgin,

you're forgiven.

I'm really glad
you're doing what you want,

and I promise not to sink
into middle-class oblivion

if you promise
to keep me up to date

on life's big adventure.

I love you and miss you,

Mrs. Laurie Bergson.

P.S. Barbados is a great place
for a honeymoon.

MAN: Devlin!
Keep that in mind.

You left the heart
out of this story.

What the hell's
the matter with you?

What are you
talking about?

There's still plenty
of a story there.

The Army buying
$1000 spare tires,

the uniforms
with only one leg.

It's a perfectly sufficient
expos� without including

what Colonel Bryco
didn't mean to tell me.

Listen, you get an interview
with a full-bird colonel,

anything he says to you

that he doesn't specifically
say is off the record

is on the record.

Not when the full-bird
drinks like a fish.

Come on, you know
how many times

I have put my butt
on the line for a story.

Not this time.

Right. Ever since you started
making it with that lieutenant

and leaving your objectivity
between the sheets.

Wrong. It may come
as a shock to you,

but the VC have people
who can read English.

They find out that new
MBQ radar is unreliable,

they'll have a field day
shelling our bases.

Not my idea of
my journalistic function.

Fine. You wrote it
the way you want to,

now I'll fix it before
I send it out on the wire.

Okay. By the way,
there's a Captain Palmer

from Military Intelligence
on his way over

to explain how seriously
the Army regards this matter.

I guess I should just send him
on over to you, huh?

What's this letter you've been
staring at all morning?

None of
your damn business.

Well, what is it?

Doesn't look like
a story to me.

It's from
my best friend.

She just got married.

Ha! From the look
on your face

I thought somebody
had just died.

You know, I resent that.
I'm really happy for her.

Could have
fooled me.

Hey, is that Zeke Anderson
standing in the shade

while everybody else
is working in the hot sun?

Now I will just be damned.
Jim Doyle!

Of all the places,

I never expected
to see you again, Vietnam.

What in the hell are you
doing here, old buddy?

Waiting for you
to set up my classroom.

What classroom?
What, are you a teacher now?

Uh, not exactly.

Uh, been through
a lot of changes

since our last rotation.

Bookoo, buddy, bookoo.

Check it out, check it out.
Solid gold.

You see those little studs
in there? Real diamonds.

Yeah, well, I'll tell you
one thing.

You weren't wearing that
the last time I saw you

hiding in the swamp
at Ladybird.

Well, you're not going
to get that quality

on a sergeant's pay,
which is why I'm here:

to show you sorry grunts
how what the Army taught you

can get you
to the good life.

Well, I'm always open
for suggestions

on that count,
old buddy.

I mean, you can't work
for Uncle forever.

Well, it is Uncle,
it's just not the Army.

Buddy, see...your old buddy's
working for the company.

No, wait a minute.

When you say company...

ahem, you mean CIA?

Well, if you want
to call it that.

You see, when I'm
not recruiting,

I fly Air America,
delivering hard rice.

Or I'm training
the locals how to fight.

Now, I know you ain't
buying clothes like that

on a government salary.

Well, now, it's complicated.

See, the outfit
I work for,

officially, is a private
company, mercenaries.

It's just in case
we get caught,

then Uncle Sam can say
we're not a part of the family.

Wait a minute. I'm not sure
I even want to hear this.

Whoever you work for,
they're taking good care of you.

I'm happy for you.
God bless you.

They could take
good care of you, Zeke,

'cause you're just the kind
of guy we're looking for.

GOLDMAN: Sergeant.
When's your tour up?

Major Darling
wants to see us both now.

Yes, sir.

Look here, I gotta go.
I'll catch you later.

All right,
and I'll count on it.

Hey, I want to explain
this program to you.

You're gonna like it.

So what do you think, LT?

You figure Major Darling

wants to give us
a medal for something?

No. I think this has to
do with Navy commandos.

What, you mean SEALs?

You ever work
with them before?

About the only thing
I know about them

is that they're
the Navy's equivalent

of our Special Forces.

They're supposed
to be pretty tough, though.

Yeah, they're tough,
all right.

I was part of
a support team

for one of their underwater
demolition operations one time.

When they weren't
out in the field,

they were running
around the base

carrying telephone poles

and doing a couple hundred
pushups for exercise.

Are they as good
as they say?

Well, only one in five

makes it through
their training program.

They put them out
in icy cold water

until they're on the verge
of hypothermia,

then they drag them out
and set them on the beach

in front of
this big warm fire,

just far enough
away from the fire

that they can't
feel the heat.

Maybe I'm not tough
enough on our guys.

The chopper went down

somewhere between here
and here, in the river.

Everyone aboard, dead.

Major, what's on the chopper

that the Army wants back
so badly?

Well, it's Navy.

It's one of
their courier ships.

If the intelligence packet
is still onboard,

we need to get it back.

Lieutenant Ross here
is a Navy SEAL.

His concern
is that packet.

Your job is to guide him
to that river.

I'll take it
from here, sir.

The area we're
going into

has been under enemy control
for the last six weeks.

A small party
has the best chance.

Excuse me, sir,
but isn't it unusual

for SEALs to be working
with the Army?

You're not working with me,
you're working for me.

You men are here
because you know that area.

However, this is
a SEAL mission.

And I am
in absolute command.

I couldn't have
put it better myself.

Alex Devlin?

I'm Palmer,
Joint Intelligence Office.

Mmm. Captain.

Well, you're late
and I'm starving.

We'll have to
talk about this

while I get some lunch.

Uh, Miss Devlin,
the Joint Intelligence Office

usually tries to cooperate
with the working press.

However, in this case--

Before you start,
I should tell you

I've decided not to use

the information
Colonel Bryco gave me.

You have?

Yeah, but it's not because
I'm afraid of the Army.

If it was something
I wanted to use,

all the thumbscrews
they could send down here

wouldn't change
my mind.

So, what made you decide
not to write the story?

Oh, I wrote
the story.

And it's still about
how the Pentagon overpays

for unreliable
equipment.

I just thought
that the fact--

[WOMAN SPEAKING
VIETNAMESE]

The fact that our radar
isn't working

seemed a bit much
to sell Charlie

for the price
of a newspaper.

I must say that makes
my day a lot easier.

Thank you, Miss Devlin.

If all the press people
had your smarts,

I'd be out of a job.

Oh. You could always come
over here and type for us.

[BOTH LAUGH]

By the way, we don't use
thumbscrews anymore.

No?
No.

What do you use?

Well, actually,
that's not my territory.

What most of us
in intelligence do

is update files
and put pins in maps.

It's not very exciting.

Our guys
in the field live by

what you people in intelligence
give them.

I think what you do
is real important.

I wish someone
I know

would get himself
a job like that.

Friend?

In a combat unit?

I really admire
what those guys do.

Yeah, so do I.

It's just, um, hard,
you know, worrying.

I can imagine.

Icho ko.

Look, I don't have
time for lunch,

but I'd like to return

the consideration
you showed us.

There's, um, an embassy party
tomorrow afternoon.

There'll be a lot
of VIPs there,

and maybe I can steer you
to a couple stories.

Repay you for the one
you gave up.

What do you say?

Sure.

Sure,
it sounds good.

[HAPPY COUNTRY MUSIC PLAYING]

You are gonna love what I do.

You work with
the latest weapons,

like they got
this new Israeli submachinegun.

It is not to be believed.

Make you sing in the shower.

Got all this backup,

none of
this Congressional oversight,

none of this bull about crossing
some imaginary line.

None of this fighting
with your hands tied.

Yeah, I gotta admit
that sounds pretty good.

I tell you,
it'd be nice to fight

for real estate in the daytime

that we didn't have
to just turn around

and give back at night.

Zeke, when your tour's over,
you should do what I do.

What are your plans
when you deros?

Mmm. That just keeps
changing.

You remember Binion,
don't you?

Yeah, yeah. Good man.

I hear he bought it.

Yeah. I took
his body back home.

Yeah, back to the States, huh?

Bet you it made you think
about a lot of things.

Oh, yeah.
It did that.
Yeah.

You know what
I'm good at?

I'm good at
shooting, reloading,

shooting
and reloading.

Made me wonder
if I'm even equipped

to make it
in the real world anymore.

You know,
those exact words

could have come out
of my mouth a year ago.

I'm in the bush
three tours, right?

I go back to the States,
I'm packing boxes

for this college punk

who's got a degree
in business.

Oh, man,
I gotta admit

that would be pretty
tough to swallow.

Why the hell should you?

You're a trained professional
who served his country,

and I'm here to tell you

you do not have to
start at the bottom.

You know how much
I make a month?

Five grand.

Now, that's working
or lying back.

Five.

Come on, man.
You're lying.

[BOTH LAUGH]

Look here. I gotta get
some high lead inspection

before this thing tomorrow.

But I gave you something
to think about, didn't I?

Oh, yeah.
You did that.

But then you
always do.

All right. I'll catch you
when you come back.

We'll talk some more.

Looking forward to it.

[SIGHS]

I'm serious, Myron.

I want you to rethink
what you're doing.

Your girlfriend
gets married.

All of a sudden
you're thinking

about rose-covered
cottages,

and now you want me
out of the field.

It has nothing to do
with a rose-covered cottage.

Every time you go out there,
I feel like this.

You know, it's...
It's hard.

It's really hard,
worrying whether

you're gonna
come back wounded

or come back at all.

It's what I do.
It's what I'm trained to do.

I can't change that.

Well, I can't stand it.

You know what's
really awful?

Sometimes I wish
you'd get hurt

so you'd never be able
to go back out there again.

Alex, I know this is
tough on you,

but I can't
just quit.

I've got a job.

Well, you've also
got a relationship.

And I'm not asking you
to quit the Army.

I'm just saying transfer
to a staff position.

You've already got
more combat time

than most officers
ever get.

I mean, sit at a desk
for a while.

You're ignoring me.

Yes.

I've got a three-man insertion
tomorrow in enemy territory,

and I know you're worried,
but so am I.

What about intelligence?

Look, it's important work.

It's something
you'd be good at.

And the Joint
Intelligence Office

is kindly disposed
to me right now.

Why don't you just let me

ask and see if they
have an opening, huh?

Now, look!

I have got to leave
at first light tomorrow.

Can we table this
until I get back?

I don't want to have
to think about anything

except for the guys
that are covering my butt.

Fine, fine. As long
as you know I'm serious.

I figured that out.

Well, it's true.

And even if you
won't change, I will.

I'm just not going
to do it anymore.

No more asking
every couple hours

when you're expected back,

no more...meeting you
at the helipad.

I just can't do it.
I'm not gonna do it.

I want a change.
I need a change.

I understand.

No more.

SOLDIER:
Hey, Stevens,
need another.

SOLDIER 2:
All right, now, let's go.
Go over here.

What's with
the black pajamas?

Ah, gives you a second
before the VC figure you out.

Keep these accessible
at all times.

If you're
about to be captured,

inject yourself
immediately.

You'll be incoherent
for 24 hours,

during which time
our side can change plans

before Charlie
interrogates you.

What's in those?

Usually morphine.

Unless Command decides
your information is too vital.

Then it's a hot shot.

Hot shot?
Yeah.

Kills you.

Well, that's very impressive.

I think I'll muddle
through without it.

SOP on all SEAL missions.

This...is a SEAL mission.

All right,
let's go.

We make radio contact
every three hours.

If we miss a contact
or lose contact entirely,

the chopper will be at
the pickup zone at 1900 hours.

What if we miss
the pickup?

That's what the needles
are for.

[���]

Hey, Alex.
How you doing?

Could be better.

Yeah, I heard Myron
pulled a tough mission.

SEAL escort.
Got you a little worried?

You know about that?
Yeah.

I thought it was supposed
to be kinda hush-hush.

From the type of thing
I hear it is,

there's sure a lot of people
that know about it,

like all the chopper jocks,
for instance.

Well, great. I'm sure
the Army knows what it's doing,

which is a lot more
than I can say for myself.

Come on,
you're just upset

because Myron's out there
with the bad guys.

It's gonna be okay.

Listen, they're showing
She Wore a Yellow Ribbon

in the rec hall
this afternoon.

Want to come
with me,

take your mind
off the mission?

No, thanks, Johnny.
I got it covered.

I'm gonna go to a party
over at the embassy.

Oh, yeah,
I heard about that.

You can always call
the Commo Center

if you wanna keep track
of Goldman's progress, right?

No, I won't be
keeping track.

No?
Mm-mmm.

I'll see you later, Johnny.

Yeah, sure, Alex. See you.

[���]

Forget that.

Hey, we're out
in the field every day.

If these guys
got something

that might let us
know what to expect,

I sure as hell
want to find it.

I said forget it.

Check the area.

Oh, and I swear I haven't
forgotten about your book.

I'm almost done. I'll get it
back to you by tomorrow.

I promise.
Don't worry about it.

Excuse me.
I'm already short on chairs.

Where are you
taking those?

DOYLE: I hope
you don't mind.

I'm expecting
a big turnout tonight.

I do mind.

I don't want
my students

sitting on the floor
so that you can

make your pitch
to more willing ears.

Well, with all
due respect,

they're there
to hear me

because I can steer them
to a brighter future.

That's really
some future.

Play on their fears,
turn them into mercenaries,

that's great.

And what do you IVS folks
do for them, huh?

A little doily making,

some poems?

Gosh, I wonder why they aren't
lining up to hear you.

Put the chairs back
into Miss Pierson's room.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

He's a sweet guy.

The thing is he's right.

Most of these guys never
had a job before the Army.

When he tells them

about the kind of money
he's talking about,

he's got them. For life.

And then they just
close themselves off

to everything else.

What are you doing?

Keeps them up nights.

Here, help hold him up.

Look, if we do this
we're gonna have

every Charlie in
the neighborhood after us.

I said hold him.
You hold him.

You grab the rope.

That ought
to do it.

Ow! Damn it!

Scorpion.

Make your own way
back to the LZ.

We'll go on without you.

The hell you will.

He could be right, LT.
He got you pretty good there.

I'll be all right.

If this slows you down,
you'll be left behind.

Let's go.

[JOYFUL JAZZ PLAYING,
PEOPLE CHATTING]

Believe me,
that's the last interview

Colonel Bryco will be
giving over cocktails.

Thanks to you,
we've got a chance

to work the kinks out of
our counterbattery radar

before Charlie finds out
it's not up to par.

No, no. Don't mention it.

I feel a lot better about
the story I didn't write

than I have about some of
the stories I've written.

Captain Palmer
has impressed on me

what you had to give up.

The chief of staff's
coming over here next month.

I'll do my best
to see to it

his first interview
is with you. Exclusively.

Wow. General,
I don't know what to say.

I-- Really, you don't
owe me anything.

You'd be surprised

how many of your colleagues
would have printed that story,

no matter how many
of our boys' lives it cost.

I'd just like to show
our appreciation.

[WHISPERING]

Oh. If ever
you need anything...

Thank you.

Well, everyone's
being so nice to me,

I'm gonna start
feeling compromised.

Don't worry. There's
no obligation implied.

The general just
feels like I do.

You kept us
from looking bad.

I'd welcome any chance
to help you in any way.

I don't need to be repaid

for being concerned
about American soldiers.

So...you have one of
these every week?

And whenever
a VIP touches down.

In my job, no danger
of dying of thirst.

Speaking of your job,
how difficult would it be

for an officer
from another unit

to transfer
into intelligence?

Mmm. Pretty difficult.

A branch transfer takes
a lot of paperwork,

although if it's accompanied
by a recommendation

from an influential person
like yourself, well...

Oh, right, absolutely.

I am just so influential
these days.

It doesn't hurt to have
General Phelps on your side.

And if he sees you
standing next to me

without a drink
in your hand,

my department's liable
to have a sudden opening.

Let me show you
how I navigate it.

It's one of the few job skills
I've mastered.

Thank you.

Can I get two more
gin and tonics?

Yeah. That's perfect.

BARTENDER: Coming up, sir.

That guy is the aid
to Ambassador LeBlanc.

I have been trying
to talk to him for weeks.

Well...if you're
willing to risk it,

I could get you
on the dance floor.

I'm sure we could manage
to bump into him.

Let's do it.

Thank you.

[���]

[RETCHES]

[COUGHING]

LT, look here.

If you stay still,
the poison will spread slower.

Why don't you
just hang here,

and we'll pick you up
on the way back through?

I'm all right.
Let's just keep moving.

[QUIETLY]
Let's go.

Leave him.

We ought to at least
hide the body

so we can come back later
and get it.

I said
leave him.

We can't leave
the boy here like that.

That's an order,
sergeant.

[GUNFIRE]
[GRUNTS]

[YELLING IN VIETNAMESE]

[GRUNTS]

[ALL YELLING]

The radio.

No time. Let's get
out of here.

LT...

we gotta slow
them down.

All right.
Set the claymore.

[MAN SPEAKS VIETNAMESE]

[SPEAKING VIETNAMESE]

You all right?

[EXPLOSION]
[SOLDIERS YELL]

No.

Well, we bought
some time.

I hope so.

[���]

This is useless.

No, it's not.
We're gonna make it just fine.

How much time before
we get to the LZ?

We got plenty of time.

Your watch is broken.

We got two hours.

I'm not gonna make it.
You're gonna make it, LT.

Listen to me. I want you
to take the briefcase.

I want you to go back
to the LZ and send for help.

Shh.

This--

[SOLDIERS SPEAKING VIETNAMESE]

All right, we got six NVA
coming this way fast.

All right, we're not
gonna outrun them.

I'm gonna stay here
and draw their fire.

No, LT. I'll be the diversion.

When you hear the ruckus
over there,

you take the briefcase
and head for the LZ

as fast as you can.

I'll catch up with you.
But don't wait on me.

Good luck.

You too.

[YELLING IN VIETNAMESE]

[CLICK]

Aah!

We'd better
keep moving.

[LAUGHTER]

Enjoying yourself?

Aw, you don't have to be
afraid to say yes.

Well, it's just that the terrain
is kind of unfamiliar.

You know, kind of
hard to believe

there's a war
going on.

You know, I have been
trying to figure you out.

Really?
Mmm.

Is that what you've
been trying to do?

Yeah. Well...

You know,
you're charming.

You're witty.

You've got pieces of lemon
on your lip.

Mmm... Lime.

I think
I got it.

Thank you.

Thank you so much.

Anytime.

Oh, yes.

I could definitely
get used to this.

Ah.

Ooh!

Ooh.

Sorry.

That's all right.

Major Newton.

Um... I'll be right back.

[BOTH LAUGH]

WAITER: Can I get you
a drink?

MAN: Yeah, please.
Get me a scotch and water.

You got it. And your lady here.
What would you like?

WOMAN: Thank you.
Nothing right now.

They missed
their last check-in,

and they haven't broken squelch
in three hours.

Man, three hours.

Are you talking about Myron?

What? Tell me.

They missed their
last two check-ins.

Whoa.

[SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]

Maybe you ought
to go talk to her.

[GROUP LAUGHING]

There you are.
I thought you escaped.

I'm sorry. I, um-- I think
I'm gonna leave, though.

I thought we were having
such a good time.

Yeah, we were.

I just found out some friends
who went out this morning

missed two radio contacts.

Don't worry about that.

Radios go on the fritz
all the time.

Come on,
let's finish our dance.

No. I-- I really
need to go.

No, really.
It'll be okay.

Let me take your mind
off things.

Look, please.

I really want to go home--

Captain, the general wants to
speak to you right over here.

Who are you?

No, no, really, sir,
right over here.

Why, you
insubordinate--

Johnny!

Come on. Let's dee-dee
to a neutral corner.

Come on.

Let's go, LT. Come on.

LT, get to the chopper.
I'll cover you.

Go. I'm right behind you.
Come on, go.

[���]

Get on!

Get on!

My sergeant!
You can't just leave him!

Just stay down.

SOLDIER:
Tell base we got
a man stranded.

Get someone back here
to extract him.

That'll take hours.
We can't just leave him.

The priority is to get
the briefcase back to Command.

You can't just leave him!

My orders, sir. It's the way
these things are done.

You tell the pilot
to take us back down

or I'll drop it.

You'll be court-martialed.

Now, damn it! Now!

[GUNFIRE]

MYRON: Come on!

Lieutenant Goldman,
I'm Barnes.

I'll be debriefing
you men.

I'll take that briefcase
from you now.

After what we went
through today,

like hell you will.

Sergeant Anderson, you take that
to Major Darling personally.

You can give this

to the Navy SEALs
with my compliments.

There it is, sir.

That's the courier briefcase
off the chopper.

They insisted on bringing it
to you directly, sir.

Yes, sir. And with regards
to what Lieutenant Goldman

did during
the extraction today,

I hope you
take into account

the fact that we wouldn't
even have this briefcase

if he hadn't
jumped up under fire

and pulled it up
out of the river.

Nobody told them?

Besides Ross,
only you and I knew, sir.

Told me what, sir?

The actual documents
we were after

were on
an observation plane

shot down 30 miles
from where you were.

But since that helicopter
went down the same day,

it made a perfect decoy.

What the hell are you
talking about, decoy?

You sent us
up there for nothing?

You were sent on orders.

MI was concerned

that the enemy was
monitoring our activities,

so they wanted
to mislead them.

Ross was supposed
to tell you.

Ro-- Ross? Ross is dead.
You're our commanding officer.

Why didn't you tell us?

Ross was in charge
of the mission.

And you watch
your tone, sergeant.

I have orders,
just like you.

What about
the unwritten order

that you're
always supposed

to take care of
your own people, huh?

Look, you did a good job.

Don't make it difficult for me
to recognize that fact.

Now, I suggest you get
outta here and go cool off.

There you go.
Mmm.

Oh, I acted
like such a fool.

Don't be so hard
on yourself.

It's no picnic
waiting for Myron

to come home from
the field all the time.

It's stress. Makes you do
all kinds of things.

Yeah, I guess.

Listen, are you gonna get in
trouble for hitting a captain?

Oh, no. I doubt it.

I hear he's
a pretty decent guy.

Besides, I just tapped him.

Actually, he is a nice guy.

There you go.

You can't blame him
either.

You both just got
a little drunk, that's all.

Oh. Well...

Do I look presentable, hmm?

Always.

Thanks.

Thanks for being there too.

Sure.

Listen, if Palmer
gives you any trouble,

you let me know, okay?

Oh, he knows
I didn't mean it.

Besides, I think we both
understand each other.

We're just
two lonely soldiers

who can't resist
the temptation

of an extremely
special lady.

Oh, Johnny, thanks.

[SMOOCH]

Good night.

Good night.

Major Darling is not
my favorite person either,

but he's right
about one thing.

If the Army wants us
to risk our butts

trying to go after a briefcase
that's got nothing in it,

that's our job.

We should be happy doing it.

Yeah? Funny, I don't
feel like smiling.

I'm glad you were out there
with me, sergeant.

I wouldn't have wanted
anybody else.

I appreciate that.

It's funny, though.

I feel like lately,
we've been out there too much,

like I'm losing
my edge or something.

Well, I hadn't noticed.

Hey, I'm doing what I was
trained to do:

Get in, get out,
kill a lot of people.

And save soldiers' lives.

You've been trained
to do that too.

You're damn good at it,
or else I wouldn't be here.

Do you ever wonder

what good all this training's
gonna do you

when you get out of the war?

I do.

Ah, you're gonna
find something.

Whatever it is, you're gonna be
first-rate at it.

Hey, beautiful.

Hi, ugly.

[CHUCKLES]

Miss Devlin.

Well, look here, I'm...
I'm gonna get on outta here.

Sergeant,

if they don't
get me outta here tomorrow...

you come back
and drag me out.

And I wasn't kidding.

You will find something.

Well, I told myself
not to come this time,

but I wouldn't listen.

What'd the doctor say?

Mmm. He said I'm facacta.

[CHUCKLES]

I just got
a little bug bite.

They gave me
some antibiotics.

I'm gonna be all right.

I'll be outta here tomorrow.

That's good.

It doesn't look
like it's good.

What's going on?

[INHALES]

It can wait.
This is not the place.

Come on.

What's wrong?

Well, I guess I just
picked the wrong mission

to try to stop caring.

That's what you've
been doing, huh?

Because I haven't been
hearing you.

[SOFTLY]
No. It's not your fault.

It's not your fault.

I've been asking you

for something
that you can't give.

You'll never
give up combat.

I was foolish
to think that you would.

That's not true.

I-- I promise, I'm gonna get
a cush gig, just not now.

Not until I'm done
with my tour.

[LAUGHS]
Yeah.

If you live through it.

Alex...

when I first got here,

I was just as afraid
as everybody else.

And I didn't know

whether or not
I belonged in the field.

But I think I'm getting
pretty good at it.

And sometimes...

Well, sometimes that helped
save my guys' lives, you know?

And that's real important to me.

Well, good.

Good. I'm glad you're doing
what's important to you.

I just hope you don't get
your head shot off doing it.

For your sake.

'Cause I'm not gonna
be around to watch.

Come on.

No.

I-- I-- I wasn't kidding.

I can't do it anymore.
I can't.

[���]

[SNIFFLES]

You know, every time
you go out there, I...

I feel like my whole world
could fall apart any minute.

And it's tearing me up inside.

I'm not blaming you.

I... I understand
how you feel about your job.

I feel the same way
about mine.

I'm just saying
I can't do it anymore.

[SNIFFLES]

I'm not gonna do it anymore.

But I'm glad you're okay.

[MEN SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]

Zeke, my man, I heard
you were dynamite out there.

I'm glad
you made it back.

Oh, man.
News travels fast, huh?

Hey, my people,
they got their eye on you.

You are a hot commodity.

You do not toil
in darkness, my friend.

Hey, come here.
Take a look at this.

I got a classroom
full of people in here, man.

And I'm gonna show them
the way to the fat city,

and you know what?

I saved you a seat
right up front there.

So come on in, my man.

Let your old buddy tell you

about a life
of wealth and adventure.

Jimmy, Jimmy. I'm not here
for your class, man.

I'm taking the English class
across the hall.

What is this?

A Tale of Two Cities?

You know, I once knew a hooker
in the Baltimore/DC corps

who went by this name.

Ah...what is this?
What is this?

It's supposed to get you over,
back in the world, what?

I don't know. I don't know.

But I'm getting
college credit for it.

Well, Zeke, I'm gonna
tell you something, man.

You are turning your back
on a big payday.

All right, then,
you tell me something.

What are you gonna do, Jimmy,
when there's no more war?

Never happen.
There's always gonna be a war.

And I'll tell you
something else.

They're always gonna need
guys like me and you to fight.

I don't know about that.

I remember reading something
when I was growing up

about men pounding
their swords into plowshares

and studying war no more.

It's something for you
to think about.

Don't you
believe it, Zeke.

There's always
gonna be wars,

and somewhere,

somebody is always gonna
be killing somebody.

And you and me,

we're gonna be there
because that's what we know.

You're a warrior, Zeke.

That's your life.

[���]