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- Some jackass at the bar

is talking his time up as a frogman.

- Excuse me.
- I'm just having a little fun.

What you're doing here

is dishonoring the
memory of our brothers

who died doing the things you claim to do.

Well, you continue
to impress me, Spenser.

You'd be an outstanding
candidate for STA-21.

- Seaman to Admiral?
- Being an admiral

would give you the kind of influence

it takes to make a real difference.

Can you die at your job?

No matter what, I will
always be with you.

My men and my mission come first.

What is it that you want, Jason?

I want to make sure
that my men come home.

You need to be open for
a relationship to work.

And putting Bravo 1 first will
never allow that to happen.

_

Move.

- Trent, set the charges.
- Roger.

Bravo 1, this is Bravo
2. Position X-Ray is set.

Upper charge's set.

Havoc, this is 1. I pass
Musgraves and Underwood.

Bravo 5, both teams are
inbound. Stand by to move.

Contact from the rear!

Move out! Go! Go-go-go-go-go!

Exfil compromised.

I have an out. Move on me.

Trent. Nine-banger.

Last man.

Last man.

RFD still in range?

We're good!

Move, move, move, move.

Sir, we've got two enemy
vehicles moving on Bravo.

All right, so much for a clean getaway.

Let 'em know what's happening.

All right, listen up.

I need all the eyes I can get.

We're passing McEntire.

Bravo 1, this is Havoc.

Be advised. You've
got what appears to be

two enemy vehicles moving
towards your location.

Copy, Havoc, we see 'em.
Let's go, move, drive.

Punch it!

We need to slow 'em down.

A few frags might do the trick.

Hey, pass them out. Let's do it.

Sir, we lost eyes on.

Call 'em.

Bravo 1, this is Havoc Base.

You still have enemy
vehicles in pursuit.

Affirmative. They're gaining on us.

They'll be overtaken before
they hit the exfil point.

Bravo 1, this is Havoc Base. New plan.

Return to last known location.

We are rerouting the extract
helo to your infil point.

That's good copy.

All right, call the helo,
have them adjust.

Tell them it's gonna be a hot extract.

These guys don't quit, do they?

Push them back!

We're in serious
trouble back here, Jace.

We can't break contact.

Bravo 1, this is Victory 2-7.

We are inbound to
your new extract point.

- Two mikes out.
- Copy that.

We have two enemy vehicles on our six.

I'm gonna mark the friendly
vehicle to identify it.

Got 'em.

Bravo 1, I see IR strobe

on friendly vehicle. Coming in hot.

Get ready!

Trent, burn it!

Move, move, move! Let's go!

Thanks for the assist, boys.
Full Metal, turn steel.

Fire in the hole!

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Oh, no, no, no, no, no...

Oh, yeah, come on.
These dogs got to bark

after that death march, boys.

Yeah, speaking of, you
really pulled our asses out

of the jackpot on that one, brother.

I tell you what, if I'd
known that the reward

would have been Sonny's stinky feet,

- I would've left him behind.
- Whoa.

Yeah, well, be thankful that
stink is coming from his feet

and not somewhere else, man, 'cause...

- Yeah.
- Hey, you know what?

Speaking of which, perfect time to call

same bunkmates as last deployment?

- Yes?
- Good move, mm-hmm.

What? No-no-no-no.

Time out. No, you-you
can't put me with Sonny

- three years in a row.
- I'm sorry,

but it's called seniority has priority.

Clay, it's only three months,
up close and personal,

- with Sonny's nether regions.
- Oh, yeah.

Navy leaves that part
out of their commercials.

- Oh, yeah.
- It's not just a job.

It's an adventure.

Yeah, look, I'm gonna
remember this, boys,

next time the Tali-monster's
tracking you down.

Well, Sonny, haven't you heard?

- The old Taliban's our friends now.
- Oh.

Yep. Gonna be strange
making friends with them.

It's just not right.

Well, that sure as hell
takes the fun out of deployment.

It's like kissing your bearded sister.

A waste of the world's
greatest assault force,

- if you ask me.
- Yeah, well,

nobody asked you, man.

Tip of the spear goes
where it's pointed.

That's right.

Know what's different?
We leave in three days,

and we haven't discussed
a send-off barbecue.

Me cooking my world-famous tri-tip

before we deploy is an institution.

- Mm-hmm.
- We-We're doing that again this year?

Course we're doing it, man.

It is a Bravo Team tradition.

I have to check with the old lady

and make sure she doesn't
have anything planned.

I don't know if I'm gonna
be plus one or a plus two.

With Mikey coming in tomorrow,

he's gonna meet Natalie
for the first time,

so I don't know how that's gonna end up.

- You guys got to count me out.
- What?

I got to get the family
settled into the new house.

- What? Stop.
- Before we disappear, brother.

Just save me some leftovers
for the flight, all right?

All right. I'm making
an executive decision.

Barbecue is tomorrow.

And some of you need to
rethink your priorities.

The biggest priority is
to make sure we get home

and get everything in
order with our families

before we ship out

and leave our lives behind
for the next three months.

Everybody make it home safe from the op?

Yeah, got in really late last night,

so I just thought I'd come here
and be your personal greeter.

'Cause we're only gonna have a few hours

- before my son gets into town, so...
- Yeah.

A few hours of alone
time for three months.

- No big deal.
- Yeah, you know what?

Maybe I can get your friend Lindell

to get some kind of a special
assignment for you in J-bad.

You could come and help, you know?

Work with that, that
hip thing that I have.

- Oh.
- Those hip exercises?

- Yeah.
- Get that movement going?

Oh, gracious, that hip.

Definitely needs a stretch,
now that you mention it.

- Mikey. Hold on.
- Okay.

Hi, buddy.

No. Uh...

Minnesota? Okay.

But just do me a favor, you just call me

when you get there, all right?

All right, I love you. Bye-bye.

Well, doesn't look like
Mikey's coming home.

- Oh, no.
- Made some kind of an all-star team.

And they're playing the
game in Minnesota, so...

- That's great.
- Yeah.

That sounds like a good
opportunity for him.

Yeah. Right.

You don't think it's so good.

Usually the kids are home,

and we have this pre-deployment routine.

I'm not used to being so
invested in a Team guy,

and I don't know how any
of this works, either.

- How what works?
- Us.

7,000 miles apart for three months.

Yeah, we'll make it work.

Don't tell me you're spinning up again?

Nah, it's, it's worse. It's Lindell.

He wants to see me right away.

I got to go, okay?

Didn't realize how much
stuff we had until now.

It is daunting.

It's nothing we can't handle.

Here, can you mark that
for the living room, babe?

I'm so excited for my new canopy bed.

And so is Teena.

Ah, well, your new bed will be

the first thing I set up
in the new house, honey.

So you and Teena can have sweet dreams

our first night there.

How long will you be gone?

Three months.

Three short months, okay?

Fighting bad guys?

Uh, not every day.

Actually, where Daddy's going
has gotten pretty boring.

Where will you live?

On a big base with the rest of my team.

Yeah, it's like a big sleepover

- with Uncle Jason every night.
- Yeah.

Only I won't get to sleep
in a canopy bed, so...

boring.

We should have a
sleepover in our new house.

All of us can sleep in
my new bed tomorrow night.

I don't think we'd all fit.

Right?

But you need extra
good sleep for your job.

If you're tired, something
bad might happen.

Uh, you know what, honey?

A sleepover sounds
like an excellent idea.

We're doing it.

Sonny, any idea what
the hell this is about?

Uh, maybe he wants some going-away ideas

for his precious Clay?

Master Chief Hayes, Petty Officer Quinn.

Come on in.

At ease, gentlemen.

Master Chief, I know you
would normally receive

advance notice about this,
but as I've only just made

this decision and we are short on time,

I'm informing both of you
that instead of deploying

with Bravo Team later this week,

Petty Officer Quinn will travel
to Laughlin Air Force Base

tomorrow for six weeks
of advanced armory school.

The hell I am.

There's no chance I'm sitting out...

Sir, Bravo Team is deploying
to a war zone in two days.

And a few weeks ago,

Mr. Quinn assaulted a patron

at a Washington, D.C. pub.

And this is how I'm handling it.

You what?

Some douche was stealing valor, okay?

- And, sir, I barely even touched him.
- Sir, if I had known...

I imagine you would
have done very little,

much like after his
altercation at the bar

in Guam on your last deployment.

Quinn here has a pattern of behavior

that's been ignored for far too long.

Sir, you should be
patting me on the back

instead of kicking me in the ass

for putting that fraud in his place!

Look at this as an
opportunity to cool off

and to prove to me that
you are capable of handling

the high-stress
environment of Afghanistan.

What, are you trying to tell
me I might not deploy at all?

We have any other options, sir?

We could open a formal

disciplinary review into the incident.

No, sir.

Quinn will do his time in Texas.

You know, deployment
really isn't a big deal.

It's not any more
dangerous than a spin-up.

It's just a longer trip.

I know what I signed up for.

Me worrying isn't gonna
make it any easier for you.

This is usually a much
more difficult conversation.

Thank you. Gives me one
less thing to worry about.

Well, what else are you worried about?

I need to give Lindell an answer

about STA-21, and I don't have one yet.

What, you mean you haven't

instantly made a life-altering decision?

Point and shoot is about as
life-altering as I'm used to.

Okay.

Well, then let's pro/con it.

Pro... you're set to become an admiral.

Con?

Well, I get pulled from the field
and have to leave Bravo.

And end up where?

Rhode Island

for basic officer training first.

And then, uh...

over three years I'd be
commissioned an ensign,

have to do some more officer training.

But if you imagine yourself
on a bigger stage,

why is being pulled
from the field a con?

Well, a few months
ago, I told my dad that

I loved being a Team guy more
than anything in the world.

I meant it.

You know, and I'm-I'm not...

I'm not sure that I'm ready to
stop door-kicking permanently.

So wait.

Program's got an age limit.

So... if I want to point the spear

rather than be the tip of it,

then, uh, it's now or never.

I never seen you take it
from a cake-eater like that.

- That right?
- Especially one that's messing

- with your team, buddy.
- I'll tell you what, you know what,

you didn't give me much of a
leg to stand on with Lindell.

Look, man, I saw what happened to you

when you were away from Bravo, okay?

And I-I'm not just so
sure I can make it, Jace.

Well, you have to, all right?

You got to suck it up
and do it, all right?

You'll be back in Texas,
you'll be close to home.

- You'll make ribs...
- My brothers are gonna be in J-bad

where I should be, Jace!

And I just don't think
I can just accept that!

Well, you're gonna have to accept it!

Lindell has got you in
the crosshairs right now,

right, and he's got an
itchy trigger finger.

Do not give him a reason
to put a bullet in you.

So I'm supposed to do what,
just, just scoot on back

to Texas and be a good ol' boy,

- is that it?
- That's right, that's right,

you're gonna scoot on back to Texas

and you're gonna be a good ol' boy,

that's what you're
gonna do, but right now

you're gonna go have a
nice barbecue with the team

and you're gonna say
goodbye to everybody, nicely.

Then you're gonna go to Texas

and you're gonna walk
the line for six weeks,

so you can come back and rejoin us.

You keep your nose clean, do not

give me a reason to
replace you permanently.

Well, it might not be that bad, Sonny.

Easy there, Blackburn.

My tri-tip is always

three-star Michigan quality.

It's, uh, Michelin, not Michigan, Sonny.

Michelin?

Well, what in the hell's a
tire company know about meat?

I was talking about your
punishment, not your meat.

Yeah, I know what you were
talking about there, Blackburn.

'Cause nobody ever questions
the quality of my meat.

Well, just think of
it as time to recharge.

You know, get a fresh perspective.

Perspective I got:

Lindell, well, he's looking

for scalps just to prove he's boss.

Just watch your back, boys.

Hey, yo.

Gonna miss you, knucklehead.

Didn't think you were gonna make it.

Yeah, well, Naima gave me a hall
pass when she heard the news.

Couldn't let you leave
without saying goodbye.

Wow! Wow, look at that right there.

Unbelievable, I finally
got somebody on my side.

Hey, Ray, you want a beer?

Yeah.

I just wish you'd make
it easier on yourself

by not sticking your
hand in the hornets' nest,

thinking it won't get stung.

Well... you see,

I did not join Bravo
to be a wallflower, Ray.

Yeah?

And you know what? Your
Texas-sized anger management issues

put us a man down at the
worst possible time, Sonny.

All right, come on.

Get something to eat.

You know I'm right.

♪ Who do you love? ♪

Hey, want to head over
to the barbecue together?

Uh...

I don't think I'm gonna make it.

What, work?

Do you think terrorist activity

in Afghanistan is too quiet?

Hmm, well... I'm not as up to speed

on the big picture as you are, but...

yeah, in general...

too much stability in a
country that hasn't seen

peace in decades, that
would ping my radar.

This is what I've been saying.

But the popular opinion
up chain of command

is that the calm is the benefit

of peace talks with the Taliban.

And that I'm too green

to know any better.

Getting a lot of "stay in
your lane, little girl"?

You know, this is my first time

in this role on deployment.

Maybe they're right.

Screw 'em.

Intel is your lane.

Follow your instincts.

See where the evidence leads.

I'm about to hop on a
call with the Intel officer

on the ground over there,
get the lay of the land.

Do you think you might be able to stay,

be a second brain on it?

Whatever you need.

All right, well...

These questions Jameelah's asking, man,

they're just getting harder
and harder to answer.

I feel like I'm already under fire,

and I haven't even deployed yet.

Yeah, you and me both.

Where's Lindell get
off standing Sonny down

without reading me in first, huh?

It's messed up that he bypassed you,

but, you know, Sonny,
he-he made his own bed.

- Okay.
- All right, ladies and gentlemen,

the meat has been prepared.

What's up, Clay?

Oh, look who decided to show up!

Last in, first out... it's
the new Clay Spenser way.

Heard the news, man.

It's... a tough break.

That's the best you got, huh?

Well, Sonny, if it makes
you feel any better,

I think Clay's gonna
miss you more than me

in the next six weeks.

That's cute.

No, it doesn't make me feel any better.

Okay, but I tell you what,

when your livelihood is
ripped away from you,

I'll come around and
I'll start making jokes

- about it, how about that?
- Hey, Sonny!

- Easy, man, easy.
- What? You know, I-I'm actually curious.

I'm just curious... it's
been on my mind here.

How in the hell did Lindell

find out what happened in D.C., huh?

You happen to tell him in one of your

private meetings there, golden boy, hmm?

Why would I do that?

Well, the teacher's pet

does need his star, doesn't he?

Heard somebody from the bar called DoD.

- Oh, really?
- We don't talk about you, Sonny.

Mmm. Then what do you talk about, hmm?

You're always talking about
how he has a shine on you.

Huh? All these opportunities.

So you ain't narcing out your brothers,

- then what the hell you talking about?!
- That's enough!

- That is enough!
- Sonny, take it easy.

What is it?!

You look like you got something
to say! Spit it out!

He's pushing me for STA-21.

I knew it!

Yeah.

Listen up, brothers, listen up.

Clay Spenser...

ain't nothing ever good
enough for him, is it?

No, no, no.

Yeah, why don't you eat some cake, huh?

Eat that cake.

Yeah.

I haven't said yes.

Well, no, you haven't
said no, either, have you?

Because Bravo's just been another

rung on the ladder, hasn't it?

- Hasn't it?
- Hey, hold up.

Just because you're
content where you are

- doesn't mean Clay has to be.
- Oh, shut your mouth!

Roger that there, Warrant Officer Perry!

Okay, you know what?
Hey, you're out of line.

Take a walk, cool off.

You put yourself on the
sidelines, all right?

Take a walk.

You know, a few years ago,

a guy on Bravo getting shivved like this

right before deployment,
there would be a mutiny.

A mutiny.

And it'd be led by you.

And you're just sitting on your hands.

You're sitting on your
hands, and every one of you

is acting like I did something wrong.

- You did.
- I did?

Yeah, and the team's paying for it.

Oh, wow.

Okay.

Well, I guess I'm just going
on about about nothing, right?

Ain't that the thing, yeah.

Because if I ain't got

the brotherhood to protect, then...

... ain't no reason
for me to stick around.

Yeah, you were not joking

with the peace with
the Taliban party line.

I mean, do you see what I'm up against?

_

Why is The Boom-Boom
Room in your contacts?

That's a long story. So,
how do I prove them wrong?

Well, first,

you're gonna need a credible
line of facts to follow.

Next, thick skin.

They're gonna accuse
you of chasing ghosts.

Worse, if you're wrong.

Well, it looks like I need to start

crossing my Ts and dotting my Is.

Might be another all-nighter.

We leave for Afghanistan

for three months in less than 48 hours.

The work will be there when we land.

You're taking a break tomorrow night.

Well, all the meat is gone,

but we still have some salad left.

Those guys are like a pack of hyenas.

Yeah, I'm glad my plant-based initiative

was such a roaring success.

Well, at least Sonny's tri-tip
was better than his attitude.

- Definitely not his finest hour.
- Not his finest hour

because he's being torn
away from his Bravo family.

That's why.

Now hearing you want to go?

Take it you're against STA-21?

I'm not against it or for it,

I just don't see you doing it.

What, you don't think I can handle it?

- I don't understand why you'd want to do it.
- All right...

Wars are won on the battlefield,
not in the conference room.

Maybe my experience on
the battlefield's useful

- in those conference rooms.
- That doesn't matter.

Teams, our mission, the
brotherhood, it's who we are.

It's who you are.

You know, I told you this before.

There's a lot that can
take you out of this job.

Don't take yourself out of it.

Box six. Kitchen.

Check.

When are the movers gonna get here?

Not due for another hour, sweetheart,

and staring out that door's not
gonna get them here any faster.

Go play, okay?

Ah, it's Cheryl.

Full-service real estate
agent, probably calling

to wish us luck on our
new house. Hey, Cheryl.

You, uh, offering to help
us unpack this afternoon?

What?

Uh, well, is there any
way they can fix it today?

No, um, yeah, I understand.

Just, uh, keep me posted, would you?

Yeah, thanks.

Um, the water main broke

- at the new house overnight.
- What?

There was flooding, the
house took on a lot of water.

Raymond, how bad is it?

We're gonna need to get a contractor

to fix the damage before we move in.

I-I should've known
not to get a new house

before I got my
promotion... this is so st...

Hey. Stop that.

This is just a little hiccup.

We'll manage.

Yeah.

I'll cancel the movers.

We're not moving today?

Uh, it doesn't look like it, honey.

But you're going away tomorrow.

It's out of our hands, honey.

No!

We can't move without you, Daddy!

What if you die over there?

The new house will
have no memories of you.

- Baby.
- Hey.

I'll talk to her.

Hey.

- Yo.
- You make it home okay?

Or you, uh, stumble in from
the strip club this morning?

Well, I'm glad you're
more concerned about

my time at the jiggle joint

than you are with coming to
the barbecue to say goodbye.

Goodbye? We're flying to
J-bad together tomorrow.

Yep, not me.

Lindell is shipping me off to Texas

to go to armory school.

What? What, you're not deploying?

Nope. I got six weeks of hard
time for defending the Trident.

And I'm never gonna
make that mistake again,

I'll tell you that.

My God. Sonny.

This sucks.

I am, I am so sorry.

Look, I know that being away from Bravo

is already your worst
nightmare, but, you know...

maybe don't throw any
more gas on the fire.

What the hell is that supposed to mean?

It means getting so
wasted at the strip club

that they have to call
your emergency contact

may not have been the smartest choice.

Look, just trust me,

the last thing you
want is to face a DRB.

I'll tell you what.

The last thing I want

is to have one more person
tell me that I'm wrong.

Okay? 'Cause I got enough
of that from my team already.

Enjoy your time in J-bad, there, Davis.

I'll see you around.

_

_

Come on in.

What's on your mind, Master Chief?

Oh, you're messing with the
chemistry of my team, sir.

Not the best way to send
Bravo outside the wire,

by benching Sonny

and filling Clay with
the ideas of STA-21?

They're professionals.

We'll have a body
in-country fill in for Quinn

until he rejoins the team...
if he rejoins the team.

He's a loose cannon, but
he's the ultimate Team guy.

No, he's a poster boy for a Team
culture that needs to change

as the war on terror
enters its third decade.

Right, I'd hate to see
how the war on terror

would've gone without
pipe hitters like him.

We no longer operate
fully in the shadows,

and every PR nightmare
undermines our ability

to execute our duties effectively.

When my men are under fire,

I'm not thinking about any
kind of PR or headline, sir.

And that's a shortsighted
attitude, Master Chief.

The needs of the Navy are evolving.

And chemistry or no, not
everyone on Bravo Team

will continue to fit the bill.

Are you here to win a
war or get a promotion?

Men like Perry, Spenser,
they'll have no problem adapting.

But the sun is setting on the cowboys

and the knuckle-draggers
stuck in the past.

All that fruit salad
you got on your uniform

is because of cowboys like me.

Looks like you've been spending
a little bit too much time

behind that desk to know
that we are on the same side.

Oh, I know we're on the same side.

Why do you think I've
been trying to help you

- figure out what's next?
- That's right, sir.

You've been pushing me out the door.

How'd you put it?
"Hang up your wetsuit".

I've been trying to
wake you to a reality

that you refuse to accept.

Sooner rather than later,

the old guard will have to step aside

so the next generation can
take us into the future.

Sir.

There you are.

I've been looking for you.

Is this part of your
pre-deployment routine?

Say goodbye to your
stuff before you leave?

Yeah, something like that.

Well, I'm done for the day.

Do you want to get out of here?

I was thinking maybe a nice dinner out

for our last night together.

Sounds good.

All right.

I thought we'd just go to a
bar, but your idea's way better.

Yeah. Bar's not really
my scene these days.

Oh, just as well.

Healthier way to clear my head.

Yeah? What needed clearing?

Just getting ready for
our next deployment,

after having blown up my
career on the last one.

Ray actually gave me some good advice.

He said, uh, "Rounds
downrange stay downrange".

Don't let your last shot
impact your next one.

You're, um, an asset no
matter what your role is.

Thank you.

Speaking of rounds downrange...

Sonny?

What about him?

That club's his haunt.
You didn't take the call.

Uh, the truth is, I need all
my focus on work in Afghanistan.

And Sonny's baggage is a distraction.

Well...

... you're gonna do great over there.

You got this.

I found a contractor who said

he can get the repairs
done in three weeks.

Still waiting on two other bids.

Take a break.

It's our last night.

I can't leave you with this mess, honey.

I'm a Navy wife.

I can handle the move while you're away.

I'm not just talking
about the move, honey.

- This whole Jameelah thing.
- Also won't be fixed

in three weeks or two months.

Or even with one slumber
party in the new house.

Yeah, but it might've helped.

Not settling into the
new house with the family?

I mean, just add it to the
list of stuff I've missed.

Jameelah's first steps,

the doctor confirming
you were pregnant with RJ.

H-How many anniversaries
and birthdays have I missed?

This is the life we've chosen.

I never feel like I'm on my own.

But you will be, while I'm over there

trying to help hand
power to a group of people

that I've been fighting
since before you and I met.

I mean, the scales just
don't feel balanced, honey.

- I-I...
- I-I'm gonna let you have

this pity party tonight...

but tomorrow you need to
trust that I can do my job.

So that you can do yours.

Not in the mood?

With you leaving tomorrow, a
girl might take it personally.

No, I just, uh, was just
thinking about Sonny.

Probably not the best thing
to say when we're in bed.

He was out of line last night.

Yeah, I know. It's just,
uh, I feel bad for the guy.

Getting yanked off deployment,

away from the team, the job he loves.

It's just...

Let's hope he doesn't hit
the self-destruct button

while he's away.

Are you worried that giving up operating

for the STA-21 is you hitting
the self-destruct button?

I mean, o-operating's
all I've ever known.

You know, so if I get
off the path that I'm on

and I wind up lost, then
where does that leave me?

Well, you know where your
current path leads you.

Where's that?

Jason Hayes.

_

Five, bro. There we go.

- There we go.
- Hey, boys.

You know where, uh, room 111 is?

Guess that makes us roommates.

I'm Rashad.

It's down the hall, to the left.

I'd invite you to join the game,
but, uh, we're on day three.

Yeah.

Yeah, I, uh, I prefer
the live-action version.

Day three's about to end,
bro, I'm gonna finish this.

Mmm. Wow.

I'll tell you what, that right there,

- that's delicious.
- I can tell.

Okay.

You want some of this instead of that?

This is also delicious.

- Oh, is that right?
- You want to try some?

No, you know, I'll tell you what,

- I got too many greens on my plate as it is.
- Mm.

Plus, you know, I-I got
to save room for dessert.

Always hit the soft serve
spot around the corner

before I ship out.

Well, we'll see if you
finish your vegetables first.

All right. Can you not just... ?

- Can I not... ?
- Just stop messing with what works for me.

Okay?

Look, I got Sonny and Clay...

Ray, you know, all putting
themselves before Bravo, I...

And Lindell, he's...

pushing me out the door.

What do you mean
Lindell's pushing you out?

He's telling me to step aside,
that's what he's saying.

You know, he's saying
that change is coming

and that I have to, uh...

step aside. That's what he's saying.

Jason, I...

Well, I am not...

I'm not sure what to say.
What are you gonna do?

How's that even a question?

What do you mean, what am I gonna do?

Look, I've done my job.

I filled your tank back up

so you can operate into
the foreseeable future.

But I know Lindell, okay?

And if he says changes
are coming, they are.

Yeah, well, that's great. You know what,

I can't focus on
that noise. It's just...

With my team deploying tomorrow,
I don't need to hear that.

Okay, I hear that. But at some point,

you are gonna have to step
aside, and if these changes

- are gonna make you miserable...
- Whoa. I'm sorry.

"Step aside"?

He put you up to that?

- You been talking to him?
- What?

Yeah.

- Of course not.
- No?

Look, I'm just saying, it's not like

you have anything left to
prove on the battlefield.

First of all, it's not
about proving anything.

All right? Team needs its leader.

I take my eye off the
target and people die.

- Jason, what about what you need?
- They die.

I'm done.

It's not just your body
that's been scarred

by decades of combat.

Would it really be the
worst thing in the world

if you chose to stop operating?

Tell you what, in my world, yes.

- Of all people, you should know that.
- What are you... Will you...

No. Here. That should cover

- for your salad and the green beans.
- Can we please talk about...

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♪ Well, speaking of
dirt and trash, my dear ♪

♪ You're a ringtail leader ♪

♪ 'Cause when it comes
to slingin' mud, babe ♪

♪ I've slung with the
best of the slingers ♪

Son of a bitch.

Easy, easy. Easy, easy.

Are you crazy? He can't see you.

You'll spook him.

He already looks pretty spooked.

Okay, then.

Get trampled. Easy, easy.

Just move this way. That's it. Slow.

Slow. That's it. That's it.

See, we're gonna split
his field of vision.

Yeah, it's okay. It's okay, boy.

Hey.

Good boy. Yeah.

Oh, yeah. Oh, yeah.

You're okay.

Yeah, good boy.

Oh, you're spunky.

You're a spunky guy.

You're welcome.

Yeah.

You're good. Hey.

I didn't even realize
that you were in town.

Training assignment at the base.

Well, uh, pretty long drive.

You know,

just laying your eyes on a place
you haven't been to in years.

Yeah.

I got to get to work.

Okay, then.

Good luck to you.

Yeah.

You, too, Dad.

Hey.

Hi.

That wasn't how I wanted to spend

your last night in town.

Yeah, you know, I shouldn't
have stormed off,

but, uh, we're getting
into a conversation that...

That we don't have time to finish.

Look, I'm sorry if I gave the impression

that I'm not Team Jason,

because I am.

Yeah, I know you are.

I know.

It's just, you know, stepping away...

decision's not just about me.

I almost lost half of
Bravo this past week,

and if I hadn't worked the problem,

things would have been....

worse.

I have a list of names
that are in my phone

of brothers that aren't with me anymore,

and if I'm not out
there, that list grows.

I split focus.

Look what happens when I split focus.

I mean, you know, Sonny gets benched.

He goes off the rails.
I almost lose him.

Lindell is poaching Clay. I...

Okay, "split focus". You...

You mean me.

I...

You're the one that wanted to be all in.

I really thought that I could...

be all in with Bravo and with you.

I was wrong.

Bravo Team needs me more
than you do right now.

But what about you, Jason?

What do you need?

I don't know.

I don't know what I need.

This oddly feels like when I was 12

and my boyfriend went to summer camp.

Did you just compare my
kissing to a 12-year-old boy's?

Mm. Glad to see your terrible
sense of humor is back,

now that the weight of the
world is off your shoulders.

The decision was the easy part.

Now I just got to figure
out how to tell the guys.

Smart guy like you?
You'll figure it out.

Gonna miss you, Admiral Spenser.

Don't you grow up too fast, little man.

And take it easy on your
mommy while Daddy's gone, okay?

Okay. I love you.

Hey.

I love you.

I love you, too.

Be safe.

Always am.

Hey.

I don't want you to go.

I know, baby girl, but...

Daddy has to.

You're definitely coming back?

Promise you won't die over there?

I promise.

Teena says she'll go with
you and keep you safe.

Baby, I-I don't... Oh.

I love you, baby girl.

I love you, too.

Jason.

How many times we done this walk?

Too many to count.

- This one feels longer.
- Yeah.

Looked a little rough
back there for you.

Yeah, a lot more trouble than usual.

Yeah.

Saw you drove yourself in.

- Yeah.
- Everything okay with Natalie?

Got the flu.

- Sorry to hear that, brother.
- Yeah, me, too.

- You want to talk about it?
- Nope.

Just want to go to work.