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Yes. Your item, CSZ 1165.

This is Cynthia Burdett. I can't make it to the phone right now.

But if you'll leave a message, I'll get back to you as soon as I can.

What?

No, let me get back to you.

Cynthia, I've got to see you about that job.

That job for Jonas.

Security position you mentioned a few months ago.

Please call me back at home. I've got to see you.

Why are we broke?

I'm divorcing Mack.

You guys threw the net over him. He's in the Unit till they shoot his legs off...

or he's too old to play with the boys.

I'll divorce him.

Then I'll disappear for a few months.

And then we can run into each other. We can meet at some function.

And we'll date. Things in common, old friends.

Few months, maybe a year, we get married.

- I'll go back as your wife and... - Why now?

Well, that's a very good question.

Here's your answer.

He's re-upping for another tour. And I won't.

And I wanna know where my husband is and if he'll be at the Christmas table.

I didn't say, "What were you thinking?"

I said, "Were you thinking?" And I got my answer.

- I was gonna... - Gonna tell me before I figured it out?

I made a mistake. And I'm fixing it.

Forty thousand dollars!

- And our friends' money? - I got their money back.

- You get our money? - I'll take another job...

Four other jobs won't fix this!

- If you retire... - What?!

The fact that money problems came to light...

what does that do to my career?

Can't control my wife, same thing.

Can't pay my daughter's tuition, same thing.

- But it was my mistake. - Your mistake and our burden.

Don't you think I know that?

How do I earn my money?

I do not make cornflakes for a living.

I earn my money at the risk of my life out there.

Letting the scum of the earth shoot at me.

You know that's how I make my living.

That's why my bosses pay me.

And you wish it away.

Situation, enemy forces.

Razlan Dragovich. Former Yugoslav army general...

wanted for crimes committed during the Balkan Civil War.

Made a name for himself as an ethnic cleanser.

Personally commanded Bosnian Serb forces wiped out the Muslim population...

of one sizeable town.

Went on to obliterate three Islamic Bosnian villages.

Mr. Brown?

He continues to command a sizeable militia and receives assistance...

and support from local government in the form of intel.

Friendly forces. The United Nations Command consists of a regiment...

of the French Foreign Legion commanded by a Col. Jean Marc LeClerq.

Who is one mal hombre of his own comic book.

European forces, Africa and the Middle East, he's the go-to guy.

The United Nations and NATO want to drag Dragovich's ass...

back to the World Court at the Hague to try him for war crimes.

Only problem? It's a greased-pig contest.

This guy Dragovich is a Houdini.

Two earlier attempts by the U.N. Forces have failed.

Dragovich, unfortunately, is something of a local hero.

He receives substantial, if tacit, government support.

Your mission is to assist the U. N...

It seems to me they're 0 and 2.

That they are.

To assist the U.N. Forces in the capture of Mr. Dragovich. Mr. Brown.

In the event that the assistance is insufficient to bring Dragovich down?

In such event, you shall effect capture independently with minimum friction.

Now, our friend LeClerq...

as you say, is down 0 and 2.

But he's gonna wanna save face.

So if you do come in...

you make sure you give him the win.

All right. You've got money troubles.

- You've got marriage troubles. - Yes...

And this is gonna wipe them both out.

Sam Gregory is retiring. He's the head of Middle Eastern Operations.

- Jonas has Arabic and Farsi. - Wait, wait...

He's one of five guys in the world who can do this job. In the world.

No, no, wait, wait, wait.

He does not have to come on as a shooter. I promise you.

They are gonna offer him this job. He goes from the Unit...

Cynthia. to Blackthorne as co-director.

In five years, his sweat equity will have bought him...

eight percent of the company.

In addition to his salary, in five years, he's one of the owners.

It's a short list. Three possible candidates.

He will call them today.

You're the young girl who thinks she'll have a 20-inch waist...

for the rest of her life.

I told you I'm not interested in any job as a mercenary.

You know what you are.

You are addicted to poverty.

This job, this salary.

In five years, you can own the company.

It will work while you sleep.

You don't have to jump out of airplanes...

you think you'll be jumping out of when you're 50, 55.

The money will work when you can't.

And we'll be together and happy and rich.

You ingrate.

I've kept my side of the bargain.

I've seen you through. But you want to stand there.

You want to stand there and pout at me...

and ruin our lives so that you...

Yes! Ruin our lives...

so that you can have six more years at the prom.

I'm glad to have you here. And to have your assistance.

- You're up to speed? - Yes, sir.

Dragovich uses this as a garage.

He used this building, but it was shot to hell in an earlier attempt to flush him.

The new garage is poorly constructed...

and its doors are in the back of the compound.

The garage doors...

not more than 10 feet to a fence.

Opens wide to allow the vehicles out.

Gotta figure they're gonna run, that's the way they'll use.

No, no. This is excellent.

However, this mission, as envisaged by the U. N...

is in effect to knock and serve the warrant. He has no escape.

We have an overwhelming superiority of forces.

So we will ask him, as a reasonable man, to surrender.

And as a reasonable man, I'm sure he shall.

Sergeant Blane...

I know that your assignment is to...

To assist in this mission but you are much too valuable...

to be relegated to a supernumerary position.

So might I impose on you and ask you...

to be by my side tomorrow with the plan at the ready?

In effect, I want you to be my second in command.

Welcome aboard. I'm glad to have you here.

"I will be there, LeClerq?"

Yes, my family arms.

- Royalty? - Well, more like aristocracy.

Until Napoleon.

- Where's Serena? - In her room, hon.

Thank you. Come on, Serena. We're going over to my house.

Don't think I'll be more than a couple of hours.

Where you off to?

I'm going to see a divorce lawyer.

What?

Mack promised me he'd leave the Unit.

And he re-upped.

- Did you talk to him? - Oh, they left.

I'm gonna use the time he's away and put the new thing in motion.

Maybe first you should talk to someone in the Unit.

You should talk to someone. Colonel Ryan?

I already talked to him.

You talked to him? Yes? And?

Well, he's got a lot on his mind.

I know. And I don't want you rushing into something big like he did.

Because of what?

How about that for out of the clear blue sky? The old man got hitched.

When they fall, they fall.

I'll be at the gate with LeClerq. You head up surveillance.

Decide where everyone goes.

Or whether you want them elsewhere. Your mission, your plan.

- You and the colonel get along. - We had a lot in common.

- What's that? - High school together?

We've both seen Lawrence of Arabia.

What's the hidden meaning behind your comment, son?

Well, we were told to watch out for the guy.

Well, you live long enough, you get a reputation.

People say you're difficult.

Just means you aren't dead yet.

You think you can find us observation positions...

overlooking the compound?

Here and here, and here may work well. Bob and me will go take a look.

- Give you a yes, no or maybe. - Off you go, then.

I'd take Sacajawea out on the scout but you'd stand out in this neighborhood.

- I stand out in any neighborhood. - You're supposed to blend in.

- I'm gonna tell you what, though. - Yeah?

And what is, when you see Indians, be careful.

When you don't see any Indians, be twice as careful.

- Who said that? - Helen Keller.

Now who are we talking about?

LeClerq.

Lissy, unlock the door.

Lissy. Lissy.

- No. - I'm not kidding.

- No. - What is the trouble, Lissy?

You tell me what the problem is so I can help you, darling.

Your mama keep a spare key?

You know where she keeps it?

It's on my mom's dresser but you won't find it.

Lissy, come out of there. You're scaring Serena.

Lissy, come on. Come out. Mommy's gonna be home soon.

Coffee's for closers.

How's the hand of God this morning?

It ain't the hand of God, just the process server.

And funnily enough...

I got him in my sights.

I could cancel his birth certificate right now.

The French are here to take him into custody.

- We're here in reserve. - Happiness is a green light.

I thought it was a bacon cheeseburger.

No, I didn't get that memo.

Coming up on it.

Roll up. Show the pretty blue flag. Avon calling. Come out and play.

All quiet on the 50-yard line.

What's the view from the skybox?

There's no dramas. No dramas.

I got you.

Betty Blue standing by.

Bring enough power to bear and one may succeed without violence.

French vehicles incoming.

They take up blocking positions at the corner.

Positions at the gate.

In two, LeClerq walks on up and bids the fortress surrender.

LeClerq, you may need this.

Oh, yes. Thank you.

Hold on. Hold on.

- They're going for the smash and grab. - Boss?

Call it off! Call it off!

Boss, they got RPGs.

It's coming down, fellas.

Go! Go!

Let's go.

Come on, move out!

- It's his leg. - Oh, no!

Relax, relax.

Boss, Mack's hit.

- Where? - Caught a ricochet in his leg.

Assault! Assault! Let's go!

Let's go!

Come on! Get in there now! Go!

What're you doing? You're letting him get away!

My mission, my call.

- You're quitting? Why? - We have civilian casualties.

You took a simple arrest and turned it into a firestorm.

I trusted you. And you're gonna let them fortify the place?

Because you're afraid of some bad press?

You're clipping my wings, colonel. You gave the game away.

Lis? What...?

What did you...?

- Lissy? - I cut my hair.

- She locked herself in. - What started this?

I don't know. I asked her to finish her sandwich.

She didn't want to. I asked again.

She bolted and locked herself...

You cut your hair off because you didn't wanna finish your sandwich?

Leave me alone.

Why would she do something like this?

I think she found this:

Little froggy took us to the cleaners.

I must be getting old.

Okay, I'm Dragovich. What do I do now?

- You run. - Why?

I fought my adversaries to a standstill.

- You run because... - No room to maneuver. You're trapped.

- Local government helped me before. - Before, you hadn't killed U.N. Troops.

Before, the local government would lose the paperwork.

Say you misspelled a few words on the extradition order.

- How's Mack? - He's still shot.

Okay. You've committed a homicide against God and everybody.

You fired on the U.N.

- Where do I run? - Don't care about the where.

We'll get you before you get there. We'll intercept you en route.

En route? Where?

Outside the city.

He takes the route away from the U.N. Enclave.

Exactly. Now, when do I run?

- ASAP. - And when is that?

I asked when is ASAP?

Today? This evening? Under the cover of darkness?

- No, all too soon. - Sooner's not better than later?

You got an escape plan on the shelf. Gotta dust it off, prime the system.

- Okay. So when? - Tomorrow.

- Why tomorrow? - Evaluate your enemy's situation.

Determine the most important segment of the breakout, the initial route.

So I run tomorrow.

- Early or late? - Early.

They're on the inside, wanna get out. We're on the outside, wanna get in.

Dragovich's goons are all watching the front.

Backdoor's untended.

We can't get to him but we can get to his car.

You lied to me.

Naive little newbie Kim sees her friend go into a motel room, middle of the day.

Oh, is she a security risk? Is she shacking up? No.

You say she's aiding an abused wife, is that what you said?

- I was trying to protect you too. - In my youth, we called that a lie.

- I was try... - You go on about honor and faith...

and how a good military wife acts. You sleep with the colonel...

and you drag me into a real-estate scam.

The man who sends our husbands out into the storm, the man who decides...

which of them goes on missions, guy's got all our lives in his hands...

and you're sleeping with him, and the two of you are screwing me.

And I never want to see either of you fools again.

Freeze.

Prepare to move.

Go.

- Go home. - You can't tell Bob.

Unlike you, I don't keep things from my husband.

- He doesn't keep things from me. - You tell him he's at risk knowing.

Is that something else I don't know how to do?

- Protect my husband? - I can handle this myself.

- You've done a great job so far. - I love him and he loves me.

- Who's that? Our Colonel Tom? - Yes, our Colonel Tom, as you say.

Here's a sit-rep for you, Tiff.

The colonel's a man. Spends his life planning covert missions.

Getting off on the thrill. It's the thrill he loves, Tiffy.

He is not gonna sacrifice his career for you.

He just showed you that because I believe he just got married.

Officer sleeps with an NCO's wife, Army would kick him out.

Sleeps with a wife of a man in his covert command...

the law of the pack is they kill him.

I'm begging you not to tell.

It doesn't matter if I tell.

Which I will not. Because somebody will.

Which will put my husband at risk. And thank you.

Now I believe I have things to do.

You can't toss me away like this. You love me.

This person you've married is an accessory for your career.

I know that. I know that.

We can have a great life together, Tom. We can be happy, baby.

You know that. How do you know?

Because we've never been anything but happy.

All right.

All right, say it goes on.

Say you are married, whatever that means.

Whatever's between you and me...

that doesn't have to change.

That can't change. And you know that.

You know that, Tom.

Stay away from me.

It's coming down, boss. It's coming down.

You called it, boss. They're rolling.

He's almost on top of you.

Hey, boss.

Ribbet.

That's all for today, friend. All for today.

We've everything under control. Have your men reorient their weapons.

Thank you, Sgt. Blane. Now hand over the prisoners.

These men are in the custody of the U.N.

Is that like a get-out-of-jail-free card?

- Stand down. - Top, come on.

- You don't mean that, boss. - Stand down.

You killed my wife, you pig.

You must be Mrs. Colonel Tom Ryan.

Well, I suppose that's right.

Well, I'm Tiffy Gerhardt. I'm one of the Unit wives.

- I just came by to... - Oh, moving.

They say one of the most stressful activities is moving.

Oh, are those for me? Oh, thank you. Thank you so much.

And I believe these are yours, Mrs. Gerhardt.

"The Dragovichs have not escaped.

I would hardly call it an escape.

To avoid violence we have fixed him in place.

He has no escape.

I'm sure he will surrender when..."

I'll knit me a little comforter that says, "I got shot trusting the frogs."

You just got hit with a seeing-eye round.

- Tell that to my wife. - You tell her.

You'll see her before I do. I ain't going home till next week's medevac flight.

Want some chewing tobacco or a copy of Moby Dick or something?

And... Oh, no.

Oh, man.

I am going, yet again, to miss my wife's birthday.

- What did you get her? - Oh, man. I'm gonna miss her birthday.

Stuck with a bunch of froggies.

You should've stayed in school and got your doctorate in nuclear physics.

I'm stuck with a bunch of froggies. That's fantastic.

That's great.

- Colonel. - Not now.

- Colonel... - I can't see you now.

No, colonel, if I could have one moment. Just one moment.

I know that you're probably on your way to visit the gallant American observer...

who was accidentally wounded in your triumphal assault...

Listen, I'm sorry your man was hurt.

Our man was shot, yes.

Yes. I'm most sorry to hear that.

Please come in.

So, what was it you wanted to say?

I would like medevac transport for him today.

- Well, I'm sure your people... - On U.N. Aircraft immediately.

To land us at the Rhein-Main Air Base.

Under the charter your armed forces are responsible...

for medevac to your bases from the U.N. Control.

Indeed they are. And they've assured me they'll provide same.

1600 next Tuesday.

Then?

We'd kind of like to go home now, sir.

On your U.N. Gulfstream. That is, if you can spare the plane.

And if I could not?

Sir, I can't believe that you're suggesting...

that I would disseminate a copy of this video showing your unilateral...

unwarranted and botched assault on the compound...

and the resulting and unnecessary loss of life and injury to my teammate...

in retaliation for your failure to give me your aircraft.

Stand at attention when you're talking to me, soldier.

I ain't your soldier.

I ain't in your chain of command. I ain't in your army.

Far as I'm concerned, you're a half-second away...

from a bad state of health.

And if you wanna try that case right now, go ahead.

And that would be worth your career?

You bet your French ass.

Two percent of income. Don't you need to get dressed?

- I am dressed. - Are you listening to me?

- Two percent of income? - Two percent of all Blackthorne income.

All Blackthorne income, not just the Middle East.

- I understand. - No more jumping out of airplanes.

How's Mack doing? Is he coming tonight?

- Where's my tie? - In five years, we'll be equity owners.

Where's my tie?

I got it cleaned. It's in the hallway.

My purple heart. You know where my...?

Why aren't you dressing?

Why should I?

What's wrong, baby?

- You re-upped. - Honey, I have not re-upped.

Did you read this all the way through?

"Notification of departure date from the 303rd Logistical Unit...

pending notice of permanent change of station."

- But I saw... - I haven't listened well, you say?

But I have listened. I haven't re-upped.

And I am, as per your wishes, leaving this unit.

That's why I'm leaving the Unit, Tiff. I'm keeping my promise.

Live a normal life. All of us.

I got feelers out to the ROTC for a job transfer...

five miles from your folks.

Happy birthday.

Just give me 10 minutes.

He got that bottle of scotch I gave him? Okay, keep him happy.

Mrs. Blane.

- Well, that's her. - She's lovely.

- Hi, I'm Molly Blane. - Colonel.

I got something for you.

Yeah, Dragovich's guys shot their way out.

Yeah, that's a shock.

"Ambushed by U.N. Forces, took LeClerq as a..."

Looks like they kept them awhile.

- Yeah, I'm sure they had a little talk. - Yeah, Dragovich wears you down.

- Best intel puts him in France. - Can I bid on this job?

You are a lucky man, colonel.

That I am, Mrs. Brown. That I am.

- Congratulations, sir. - Well, thank you, Mack.

- Mrs. Gerhardt. - Mrs. Gerhardt.

How you holding up, old timer?

When I start complaining you'll be the first one I call.

Something for you to see.

Oh, sergeant.

See the funny papers?

Dragovich escaped, killed LeClerq.

How about that?

What's a veteran gotta do to get a drink around here?

I learned something from Mack that's gonna make your life...

I think, a little simpler. No, I don't think I'm interested.

Bartender, whatever you got your hand on, start pouring.

I'll tell you when to stop.

He says, "It's a recipe for disaster."

So I say, "Honey, it's not a recipe.

It's a whole cookbook."

Ladies and gentlemen, excuse me.

I have been asked on behalf of the men of the very real Alpha Team...

of this most nonexistent of commands, the 303rd Logistical Studies Unit...

Hear, hear.

To present, on our behalf, and to the colonel's lady...

one of our necessarily few... As we are non-existent.

Battle honors.

So bear with me.

The French, we note, are absent-minded.

They'd have lost World War I and II if it wasn't for our help.

They lost my respect over the films of Jerry Lewis.

And they lost this here antique flag.

Which we now present to you in the hopes that you will turn it into...

a barbecue apron should you choose to indulge in French cooking.

And now, sing it, the French national anthem.

Three, four.

- Good enough for the Vienna Boys Choir. - Bravo.

All right! Yeah!

I thank you for this honor.

We all have secrets.

Most secrets are not shameful. They're just private.

The secrets of marriage are private.

The secrets of combat are private.

We women can't know them.

We can only be close to them in being close to you.

And as in a marriage, you men honor us...

by trusting us not only to keep your secrets...

but to respect them.

I thank you for this, and I will do my best to uphold the honor...

and the traditions of the men and the women of the Unit.

I salute you all.

- To the Unit. - The Unit.

I...

I... I...

You know, only those of us who have lived through it...

can tell each other how it feels.

Brothers in arms.

Sisters in arms.

Sisters in arms.

Mrs. Tom Ryan.

Now it ain't what it looks like.

But it sure as hell is what it is.

Men and women of the Unit...

Colonel and Mrs. Tom Ryan...

Hold on now. Wait.

Am I in or out?

Am I in the Unit or am I out?

- Molly? - You're definitely in.

And being as such, and being an ex-newbie myself...

I would like to thank you, Mrs. Ryan, for your speech.

And I would also like to thank my sister...

Mrs. Gerhardt, for her speech.

Only those of us who have been bitten by the snake...

can tell each other how it feels.

I need a drink.

- Yeah? Are you all right? - I second that.

Come on. Door's locked. No key.

Does anybody have a key?

- I'll defeat the lock in less than a minute. - Wait a second.

How long does it take to recite the Ranger Creed?

Twenty-eight seconds.

Gentlemen, ladies, I am here to tell you I am gonna defeat this lock...

before you guys can recite the Ranger Creed.

- One hundred dollars. - Any amount on the sergeant major.

- Five hundred dollars. - Take the keys to my... Wait, $500?

- Any money on Top? - Get that booze out, sensei.

Yes, lad. Yes. This booze is coming out!

- You ready? - On my count.

One, two, three, go!

"Recognizing that I volunteer as a Ranger...

fully knowing the hazards of my chosen profession...

I will always endeavor to uphold the prestige, honor...

and the high esprit de corps of the Rangers.

Acknowledging the fact that a Ranger is a more elite soldier...

who arrives at the cutting edge of battle by land, sea or air.

I accept the fact that as a Ranger, my country..."

- Gentlemen and ladies... - Twenty seconds.

The bar is open.

Before us are the liquors of the various...

After he made master sergeant, at the party...

he propositioned the chaplain's wife in the church.

No, listen to this one. Listen.

I'll tell you one better than that one.

When Lissy was born, Ron Cheals bet Mack $ 100...

that he wouldn't have the guts to break into the colonel's office...

- Oh, God! - Get down! Get down!

Oh, my God!

Oh, my God!

- Casualties! - Check on the women.

Check on my wife.

Ladies, everyone okay?

Top.

You're hit, Top. You're bleeding.

You're hit. Give me your gun.

Check outside and make sure that's all of them.

How about that?