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Previously on SEAL Team...
Several members of

the Navy SEAL team have been
killed in Afghanistan.

Go, go, go!

So, you're telling me

that all six guys are dead.

Survivors?

None that we know of.

This is the poppy field

that Echo Team burned.

The truck directly ties
the bomb maker

to the farm and Echo Team.

We're gonna find the guy
behind it, and then we're gonna

find the guy behind him
and the guy behind him,

because that's what we do.

I know other men.
I'll give them all to you.

She could live on the base.

Live as a girl,

work as a boy.

I'm the love of your life,

but I don't think
I should be your wife anymore.

Jason Hayes. I'm Amy.

Nice to meet you, Amy.
So what do you do around here?

I save the world from bad guys.
I have a good time doing it.

Ooh, look at that right there.

She just gave you
the steel eye.

Careful. Right here.

Hey. Bus just pulled
up from the airfield.

Guys are
getting de-jocked.

How about their prisoner?

They handed him over.
He's getting processed.

Sounds like it's gonna
be about another hour

before he's ready
for interrogation.

Great. So we got the guy
who made the heroin.

God, you wouldn't think
it'd be so hard to figure out

who owns a stupid poppy field.

Cash we found in that tunnel
bankrolled a hit

on an American
special ops team.

Makes sense
they'd want to stay hidden.

Do you think you can
get this chemist guy

to tell you his name?

Gonna try my level best.

Come on, let's get the taste of
that bad man out of your mouth.

Thought he was gonna
rip his arm off.

Yeah, Pazir thought so,
too, way he was screaming.

Maybe Pazir
just isn't a dog person.

Maybe he knows the prophet
said they were unclean.

What's he say
about heroin?

Everybody decent?

Whoa, when'd you become
so delicate, huh?

The agency keeps sending
HR memos warning us

not to make our operators
feel objectified.

Mm. What happens if
we ask real nice?

Okay, um...
so, did Pazir

say anything before you guys
handed him over to the MPs?

I think
his loose translation was...

Oh, you know, he wasn't too
chatty, that's for sure.

Yeah, in fairness, we did

kick in his door
at 2:00 in the morning,

shwack his bodyguards,
and sic a dog on him, so...

"In fairness."

All right. Get some sleep.

Oh, oh, wait a second.
What about you?

Don't you need
to get some sleep?

I'm gonna go see
if Pazir will talk to me.

You really think he's gonna tell
you who owns that poppy field?

I'm not the one who
sicced a dog on him.

Good point.

Okay, bye.
Bye-bye.
I'm not looking at anything.

Put your pants on.

Hey, little lady.

Hey. You look exhausted.

You guys went again?

Yeah. We actually had
a pretty good night, though.

That's great.
Is it snowing there yet?

'Cause I saw that there was
a 60% chance of snow.

I, uh...
I hear they have an opening

at Good Morning Afghanistan,
if you're interested.

What? I set my app--
my-my weather app-- to J-Bad.

Makes me feel more connected.

I, uh, I wouldn't mind
connecting right now.

Me, too.

I miss you, babe.

Damn it.

I forgot I promised Gordon
I'd meet him for drinks.

Gordon, huh?

Yeah, Professor Turner.

He's my advisor.

Come on, we've been over this.

So what, he, uh, he advises you
on drinking now?

I'm helping him with his article

for New Literary History.

It's actually
really, really flattering

that he wants my input.
Yeah.

Yeah, I'm sure
that's all he wants.

Right, 'cause there's only thing
that I have to offer.

I forgot.

That's not what I meant.

It's just, last week, it was,
you know, it was midterms.

The week before,
it was his lecture...

Yeah, because that's my job,
babe, you know?

I get paid to do these things.

It just kind of
seems like the guy

can't do anything without you
since I left town.

Why, Mr. Spenser, am I detecting
a hint of jealousy?

Well, I mean, how would you feel
if-if, you know, I was

hanging out with some woman
all the time you didn't know?

Well, I... I would hope
that I would trust you,

like people do
in grown-up relationships.

Seriously?

You're laughing right now?

No.

Well, how you doing there,
Miss Stella?

Huh?

Hey.

I just want to let you know
we're taking care of your, uh...

your young buck right now.

He's a big old
stud out here.

Thank you so much

for wearing something
under that robe this time.

Yeah.

It's America right here.

Hey, Sonny,
we're-we're kind of

in the middle of
something right now, man.

Yeah.

Come on, you think
I just got dressed up like this

for no reason

He is not well.

Well, uh...

good night, there, Stella.

Have a good one.

Later, cowboy.

I'll, uh, I'll just go
to my room.

Actually, I should go, too.

Yeah, yeah,
'cause we wouldn't want

to keep Gordon waiting, right?

Come on, don't do that.

I need to go, and you need
to go get some sleep,

slow those long-distance
relationship gears from turning.

Okay? We'll talk about your
paranoid fantasies tomorrow.

Hey, it's me.

Listen, I... I really don't know
how this works,

if there are rules
to me calling you

or if you even want me
to call you.

I don't know, maybe I should
just call the kids directly

or... something like that.

But anyhow,
we're really busy here,

uh, as you can imagine,

so give the kids my love
and a kiss, will you?

Oh, look at that. Getting
the PT in early, huh?

Rise and grind,
turn and burn.

There you go.
Boss says run,

I say, "How high?"
How high, yeah.

Jason Hayes.
That's right.

Alan Cutter.
Hey.

He's the founder
of Xeon Tactical Security.

Hi.
Yeah. I think we've got
some friends in common.

Oh, is that right? At least one.

Ah, that's right.

Oh, and I think I'm told
that you, uh...

we overlapped
for a short period in Baghdad,

right, just before I left
the forces.

22nd SAS?
"A" Squadron.

That's right.
My-my misspent youth.

Well, looks like you're
getting back into the fight.

Oh, no. No, no, no. Mostly
from the sidelines these days.

Though I-I will concede,

it's a little bit
of a better tax bracket.

So, I'm gonna

let you guys visit, but I...
I hope you reach out

when you finally hang up
the wet suit.

I'm sure
we could find a position

for a man of your reputation.

We'll see.

Take it easy.
Yeah.

Yeah, later.
See ya.

Not every day you meet
private contractor royalty.

You know, I should have
worn my good suit.

He's not that bad, really.

He looks like a nice guy.
He's figured out

how to be a capitalist,
still serve his country.

I owe a lot to Alan.

Well, you know what,
I should get going

'cause I got to try
and get some sleep,

which really just doesn't happen
for me that much, you know.

Uh-huh. Real quick,
though, um...
Yeah.

what does it take
to get a golden ticket

to your Camp Larkin
frat house over there?

Oh, that's years
of physically

and emotionally
damaging training,

but I tell you what.

If you
ask really nicely,

maybe I can pull
some strings.

That's too bad,
'cause I-I got a personal policy

about begging
before breakfast, so...

how about I just give you this.

You figure it out.

Bye, Jason.

Yeah, see ya.

I told you,
I'm not from Jalalabad.

I'm visiting from Kabul
to see my sister.

And did your wife
travel with you?

I'm not married.

How often do you come here
to visit your sister?

Once a year.
I told you.

Once a year on your birthday?

Correct.

All right,
let's stop this nonsense.

Your name is Pazir al-Mohammed.

You were born July 1981
in Mihtarlam,

where you still live
with your wife, Sepedah,

and your children,
Badrawi and Saba.

You come here to Jalalabad
once a month

not to visit your sister,

but to put
your fancy chemistry degree

to work refining poppies.

Also, here's
an interesting fact.

One of the grows
you oversee

was burnt out a few weeks ago
by a team of American commandos

who were then targeted
and murdered.

I sell electronics.

Electronic salesmen don't sleep
in safe houses with bodyguards.

Now, this is from
the field in question

before it was burned.

And this, I believe, is you.

Now can we talk?

Okay, I didn't have anything
to do with killing Americans.

Okay. I believe you.

I just need to know
who owns this field.

My boss.

Right. Who's your boss?

I've never met him.

You're one of a handful of men

who knows how to refine poppies
into heroin

on an industrial scale.

A man with your
valuable skill set

has most certainly
met the boss.

So help me now,

maybe you get out of prison
before you're an old man.

I know what's going
to happen to me.

I'm at peace.

No, you're scared.
Understandably.

You work for dangerous people.

You're the dangerous people.

This is your burner phone.

No names, just numbers.

Maybe I should start dialing,
telling everybody

how cooperative you've been
with the Americans.

No one will
believe you.

Maybe not.
But what happens

when our assets on the ground
start whispering the same thing?

Rumors get back to the people
that you work with.

Think they'll give you
the benefit of the doubt?
You can't.

My children.

I thought
you didn't have a family.

He will kill them.
You love your wife, Pazir?

You share things with her?
Work things?

Okay. She does not know
who I work for.

The man you work for
killed six American soldiers.

He'll bury anybody he thinks
that can point us to them.

Including your family.

They know nothing.

You think
he'll take that chance?

It seems to me your best hope
is to work with me

to help us get to him
before he can get to Sepedah,

Badrawi and Saba.

You know the name
Musa Ghani?

Musa Ghani?

Of course I do.

He's one of the biggest
drug dealers on the planet.

That's the man I work for.

Every time we're in J-Bad,
somebody offers up Musa Ghani.

The guy might as well
have said he dimed out Bigfoot.

Pazir's story
checks out so far.

Sorry. So Echo Team burns
one of Ghani's fields,

so he decides
to burn them?

Why not?

It is nice
and linear.
This guy Ghani

has got, what, over a hundred
fields all over the place.

You think he's gonna go off
when he sees one of them burn?

What we can tell,
Ghani's been hit pretty hard

by the new interdiction program.

Maybe he decided
it was time to push back.

Interdiction program's mostly
run by those contractors, right?

I mean, so-so why's
he target Echo?

Maybe the field that Echo
burned was the last straw.

Maybe he figured killing a half
a dozen Tier One operators

was a good way to throw
a scare into everybody.

What about this guy Pazir, huh?
You believe him?

I believe he's real
scared of something.

He give up more
than a name?

What makes you say that?

You wouldn't have
got us out of bed

just because Pazir claimed
to know Mr. Snuffleupagus.

He gave us a phone number.

Says he uses it
to speak to Ghani.

Directly?

No one speaks
directly to Ghani.

He says the phone belongs
to Bashir, the security chief.

Davis, you ping it?

Nothing so far.

He probably keeps the battery
out when he's not using it.

That's exactly why we need
a secondary confirmation

that this is Khan's phone.

Well, how the hell we gonna

do that when the guy just-just
has his phone shut off?

Bashir's mistress
lives in an apartment

above a spice market in
the Buhara neighborhood.

Well, can we get a drone
over the place?

Already done.

Problem is,
Bashir is very careful

about not exposing himself
to open sky.

I say we just get a surveillance
team into the market.

I asked. Command said
there's nothing available.

All right,
you know what? Fine.

We just do this ourselves,
all right?
I'm game.

Yup, he's game.

Daylight close recon,
that neighborhood?

Like stirring up
a hornet's nest.

Anyway, you don't have
the personnel.

You got one Pashto speaker, one
guy who could pass for something

besides American--
not gonna cut it.

Okay, fine. Why don't we just
send in Little Orphan Annie?

Mm.
You want to send Dorri in there?

Why not? Well, she was
a Taliban courier.

We know she's used to being
in dangerous places.
Mm-hmm.

Exactly. What if she was used
to send messages to Ghani?

Bashir might recognize her.

It's... it's hard
to see a better option.

Okay, this is the man
we're looking for-- Bashir Khan.

These two are gonna be
nearby just in case

you get into trouble, but
they cannot enter the market.

This camera's gonna be
streaming video the whole time,

so you don't need
to do anything.

Just find Bashir.

Soon as you get a
good look at him,

head straight back to
the car, you understand?

I understand.

QRF, be advised.

The overwatch team
is in position.

Asset has
entered market.

Copy, TOC.

If this thing goes bad,
it's gonna happen fast.

Stand by to pull
them out of there.

Roger that.
QRF, standing by.

Here we go, boys.

Standing by.
Come on, Sonny.

I don't get it, boss.
What don't you get?

I thought the
whole point

of using assets is so
we didn't have to risk our guys.

Even if the asset is
a scared little girl

protecting her brother?

Yeah. Everybody's
got their reasons.

The last time I checked
in my rule book,

you run errands for terrorists,
you're a terrorist.

That is cold.

Tell me what you see, brother.

Hmm.

I got two military-age males
watching the shoppers.

Any chance one of them's Bashir,
we get to go home early?

No. Sorry.

TOC, this is Bravo 2.

We have two military-age males
inside the marketplace,

appear to be standing watch.

Copy, 2.
Any sign of the HVT?

That's a negative.

If those are his guys,
Bashir's probably still inside.

Roger that. Keep us posted.

I really don't like the way
this guy's looking at her.

Think he could have made her?

Well, it's possible.

He's start... he's starting
to move toward her.

TOC, be advised, one of the MAMs
is approaching the asset.

Roger. QRF standing by.

No.

You want me to reach out
and touch him?

No. Let it play.

Hey, is it just my imagination,
or does it look like

he's trying to pick up on her?

No, that's not your imagination.

I just don't know
if it's good news.

You think he knows
that she's a she?

I think a man who
lives in a place

where he doesn't know any
women who aren't his relatives

might think a hairless boy
is good enough.

How do you want to play it?

How do you say
"He's mine" in Pashto?

We're not supposed
to get out of the car.
He's mine.

All right. Be ready
to get behind the wheel.

We might have to leave on a hop.

All right.

Bravo 6, this is TOC.
ISR appears to show

Bravo 2 exiting the vehicle.
Please advise.

That's affirmative.

Son of a bitch.

No, no.

Hey!

TOC, this is Bravo 2.

We have positive
I.D. on Bashir Khan.

Mission accomplished.

Yes, sir. Bashir
put the battery back

in his cell phone as soon
as they left the market.

We're tracking them now.

They're headed northeast
on Konar Road,

towards Pakistan, that's right.

Well, our intel suggests
that Ghani likes

to move between safe houses,
but he never likes

to spend the night unless
Bashir is there to protect him.

Only one he really trusts.

Thank you, sir.

I hope so, too.

This guy Bashir,
he's a total badass, right?

That's his rep.

Figure that's why Ghani
trusts him with his safety?

Well, he employs Western-style
layered security.

He builds heavy-weapon
fighting positions outside

all of his safe houses.

I read the same brief.
What's your point?

Point is, the problem with
following Bashir to Ghani is

you got to go through Bashir
to get to Ghani.

One thing at a time.

So if the bodyguard

leads us to Ghani, we're going
out again tonight, right?

Yeah, no rest
for the wicked.

Or the whipped.

Ain't that right, Mr. Spenser?

Yeah, I'd just be glad to get
some payback for the Echo guys.

Amen to that. Here.

Wherever we're going,

you always need to carry
extra breaching charges.

Put them in your leg pouch.

Nah, it's cool.

Actually, I, um, prefer
to have my body plate armor

in between me and my explosives.

This op is gonna be
quick and dirty,

and you may not have time
to reach back and get them.

Okay?

Put them in your leg pouch.

Yeah, I've been doing it
this way for years, Sonny.

It's not gonna be an issue.

You need to listen to me
on this one, new guy.

You know, I might have been
the new guy after BUDs,

might have been the new guy
after Green Team, right?

I might be the newest
guy here on Bravo.

But I'm not a new guy, so you
can stop treating me like one.

Wow. Look at this.

The millennial snowflake

just seems to have
all the answers.

No. I just know
you don't have any.

Oh. We got a problem?

No, we are good,
Senior Chief.

We're closing in
on the guy who ordered

the hit on our brothers,
and you two are more concerned

with marking territory?

Listen to me. Hey!

Put it away now.

After we get Ghani
in the ground, in a cell,

you two still want to go at it,
we'll settle it in the ring.

That works for me.

Anytime, anywhere.

Okay.

We got something.

There's Bashir.

Yeah, I'm going in tighter.

This one.

Can you get a clean view?
I'm trying.

I'm trying.

That's a positive
I.D. on Musa Ghani.

Yes, sir, we have confirmed
HVT on target.

Requesting green light.

AMY:
So, they actually exist, huh?

Proud papa.

Yeah.

Yeah, well,

more like an uncle.

I inherited these.

Oh.

Among other things, I imagine.

So, I have to ask
how you got past the gate?

Oh, yeah, that.
Guess the guards--

they all know me, 'cause,
uh, I was a friend of Steve's.

I probably
should have told you.

Right. So, we need
to talk about that?

I mean, you and Steve--
you weren't, uh, you know?

No, not that kind of friend.
I-I... I have rules.

Steve was married.

So are you.

Not married. Separated.

Separated?
Mm-hmm.

Separated's still
married, though.

It's too bad, 'cause
I was gonna invite you over

to come and see my garden.

But you have rules.
But I got rules.

Got rules.

Yeah.

Oh.

Yeah. I got to get
back to work.

Okay.

Nice shorts,
by the way.

All right, over
the last few weeks,

we've been slowly making
our way up the ladder

to find those responsible
for taking out Echo Team.

I'm pleased to say that we
think we've reached the top.

And his name is Musa Ghani.

Ms. Ellis.

As most of you are aware,

Bravo Team located
Ghani's personal bodyguard,

Bashir Khan, earlier today.

ISR's tracked him
to this safe house

in the foothills
of the Hindu Kush.

A few minutes ago,

we positively identified
Ghani on site.

It's the
big one, gentlemen.

It's the end
of the rainbow.
JASON: Okay, look,

if Ghani's there,
he's not gonna be there long,

so we're gonna speed over
security on this one.

Hey, Alpha, Bravo Team,
you helo into the target,

you fast-rope in,
got it?

In and out, quick and dirty.
That's right.

Sonny, don't you dare.

Remote area like that,

you know they're
gonna hear us coming.

Well, we'll just launch
multiple helos,

and we'll do false inserts
across the valley.

Should buy us some time.

It's time we showed
this rat-faced Ghani

that payback
is a bitch.

Right? All right, listen up.

I know that this mission
means a lot to all of us,

but let's not let vengeance
cloud our focus, all right?

I'm gonna do my best to
not let it cloud mine.

Happy hunting, fellas.

Jace.
JASON: Yeah?

What?

You guys have been turnin'
and burnin' for the last week.

Yeah. Come on, Eric,
you kidding me?

Come on, nothing.

You know as well as I do,
Jason, what happens

when guys start to slip because
they're too tired to op,

too emotional to
make good decisions.

Look, if any of your guys
are acting squirrelly,

now is the time
to call them out.

You know, I appreciate that,
but we're solid, okay?

Not every day
we get to make things right,

and we're gonna
make things right.

Steve Porter's unit patch.

You go get that bastard.

For the Brotherhood.

Brotherhood.
I won't let them down.

Let's go.
Come on.

Let's go get 'em, baby!

Come on, let's go, boys.
Sonny, you ready?

Let's go.

What the hell?
What's going on?

Not going anywhere.

CIA pulled the plug.

Sorry, fellas,
mission's been scrubbed.

What are you talking about?

Get your boys back on the bus.
I'll meet you at Larkin.

Meanwhile, the BTF's got
this guy so turned around,

he's actually calling me
to authorize the contact,

and I'm like, first off,
either Cortez drops...

You want to tell me
why you canked my op?
Excuse me?

I got 20 of my men
loaded on helos, okay?

HVT confirmed on target,
and you pull the plug.

Gentlemen,
Master Chief Jason Hayes,

breacher extraordinaire,
as he has just demonstrated.

Don't use that tone with me.

Easy, Master...

Gentlemen, excuse us.

I canceled the op--
actually JSOC canceled your op

because it turns out
your HVT is asset-conflicted.

You're saying that the Agency
is protecting Ghani?

Not us, actually.
Who?

DEA.

DEA?
Mm-hmm.

DEA is using the most brutal
killer in Eastern Afghanistan

as an asset?

Apparently, he's proven
himself quite valuable.

Valuable how?
Huh

By making us take out
the competitors?

You understand this is
way above your clearance...

Musa Ghani took out
six Tier One operators,

six of my brothers, and you're
telling me I can't go after him

because he's a snitch
for the DEA?

I understand how
important this is.

To you. Frankly, to
the entire war effort.

But someone wants
Ghani protected.

There's nothing
I can do.

Oh, yeah, there's
something you can do.

You can authorize
my target package.

I cannot go to bat
for you on some hunch.

Not a hunch.
I know it's not a hunch.

Ghani owns the poppy fields
that Echo Team torched.

The cash hidden
on those same fields

was used to pay the hit squad.

I am telling you, Jason...

I am telling you...

it's not enough.

Not to take down the DEA's
highest-level informant

in this entire country.

Good to see that
your priorities are straight.

Coward.

Hey!

Don't even start.

Advice I might
have given you.

Okay. What do you
expect me to do, huh?

Just roll over and
play dead

After coming this far?

How much farther did
the Jason Hayes charm get you?

Why don't you tell me?
I had to talk Belding

out of filing a formal complaint
with General Shenko.

Yeah, well, Belding's a weasel.

Yes, he is.

But he's my boss,
and a particular kind of weasel,

one that I can manipulate
around to my point of view.

All right.
So did you?

Yeah, see, the whole thing
with manipulation

is it's a lot less effective

when a rage-aholic
in full battle gear

comes in
and rearranges his desk.

I'm not giving up
after coming this far!

I'm not asking you to!

You know you're not
the only one

who's come this far, Jason.

All right, you know what,
you're right.

I'm sorry. I lost it.

I lost it.

All right?

Are you okay?

Look, we are sleeping in
their beds, for God's sake.

We have to follow
this through.

And we will.

What are you gonna
do about it

I'm not sure.

You're not the only one
who never gives up.

You know,

this thing where
you guys never sleep, it's...

getting a little tired.

A lot tired, actually.

Wordplay at 4:30 in the morning.
Very impressive.

Well, that's...
why they pay me the big bucks.

I thought they paid you
the big bucks

for high-profile access
that nobody else could get.

Well, that, too,
but there hasn't been

a whole lot of that
going around these days.

Yeah, and I'm sorry.
That's too bad.

Well, it's not
for lack of trying.

Can I go back to sleep now?

If you go to sleep,

you might miss out
on some high-profile access.

How high?

How does an hour

with a Tier One
master chief sound?

Too good to be true.

Tier One guys
don't talk to reporters.

So that's it?

I get my interview with
Jason Hayes, and you get...?

When was the last time
you spoke to your daddy,

the congressman?

All right, listen up.

As most of you have heard,
we are back on for Musa Ghani.

How the hell
she get to Belding?

I softened him up
a little bit, huh?

I'm not sure
I believe that.

So, thanks to some higher-ups,

we are back on for Ghani.

Good news is ISR still has him
at the safe house.

Five bad guys,
including Bashir and his thugs.

And the bad news is...

sun's up.

Yeah, bad news is we're looking
at a daylight assault.

And there goes
our element of surprise

and our technical advantage.

Why don't we wait,
take 'em at night?

That way, we got our
night vision back.

Ooh-hoo, look at that.

The rookie just figured out
asymmetrical warfare.

Wow, buddy, that's
a lot of syllables for you.

We don't want to risk waiting,

because of how often
Ghani changes locations.

Means an off-site infil.

Right. So, helo
will put you down here.

Two klicks out.

Okay, let's see
if we can catch them

while they're still
sleeping. Let's go.

Hey, one more thing.

If Ghani does squirt off target,
we do not pursue him.

It's a hostile environment
right there,

and I don't want to lose
any other friends taking him in.

Feeling awful exposed out here
in the daylight like this, boss.

TOC, this is Bravo 1.
We're passing Lincoln.

Copy, Bravo 1. Enjoy the hike.

Last man.

No movement
at the target house, boss.

Maybe Ghani's
a late riser.

Yeah, he's probably
the real Bohemian type.

Cut the chatter, all right?
Move it.

Contact front! Contact front!

Move it!

Ray, where'd that come from?

Mortar team, northeast corner
of the target building!

Clay!
Yeah!

Ray! Push left,
after that mortar team!

Not happening right now.

1, this is 6.
I'm heading up the hill.

We got two squirters
out the back!

Is it Ghani?!
I can't say!

You know we don't
chase squirters, boss.

Got to be smart here, J.
Got to be smart!

Son of a bitch, it's Ghani.

I'm going after him.
SONNY: Rolling with you, boss!

Let's go! I'm ending this!

This isn't the way, Jace!
Are you gonna cover us or what?

On me.

Three, two, one.

Crazy bastard.

Damn it, I told them not
to pursue the squirters.

Mission's personal.

Yeah, well, that's how
people get hurt.

The squirters stopped moving.

Doubt they're
waving a white flag.

Bravo 1, this is TOC. Be advised
the targets have stopped moving,

and appear to be taking up
defensive positions.

Copy, TOC.
Continuing forward.

Incoming!

Man down. Bravo 3 is down.

Bravo 3 is down. Man down.

Sonny!
Yeah.

Talk to me, man.
You good?
Yeah, I'm fine.

Talk to me, man. You good?
I'm good, I'm good. Go.

Okay, move to cover.

Go after Ghani. Go!
All right.

This is Bravo 3. Ah, man.

I'm just a little dinged up
right now.

Bashir!

Alpha 1, you okay?

All good here.

TOC, this is Bravo 1. Jackpot.

I say again, jackpot.

Bravo 3, you're clear to move.

Nice shooting, kid.

1, this is 2.
Target's secure.

Copy, 2.

Prepare to exfil.

Yo, yo, hold up.
I'm inbound with video.

This is gonna hurt.
Hold your breath.

That's some tough talk there,
pretty boy.

All righty. Can't say
I didn't warn you.

Enough talk.
Let's get it on.

20 bucks he screams.
No way.

Damn it.

Come on, Ray, go easy.
RAY: Trust me, brother.

This is hurting me more
than it's hurting you.

You guys know,
on our forward operating base,

we do have these things
called doctors, right?

By the time that they pull
all this frag out,

and write up the paperwork
and discharge me,

you sons of bitches are gonna
drink all the beer...

Damn it!
My bad.

My bad, my bad.

I had a heavy hand,
man, I'm sorry.

Ooh. Wait, hold on, hold on.
We got a monster.

Monster right here.
RAY: Oh, yeah, that's good.

Come and get this one
off of my tweezer.

Uh, dainty little
touch there, Mr. Spenser.

Ooh.
SONNY: There is no way

that Stella would ever leave
you for that professor.

We good here?

I'm good if we're good, Clay.

Yeah, we're golden.

Hey, hey, hey! Whoa, whoa, wait.
Listen up, everybody.

Hey, give me a second.

Now, I'm not...
I'm not one for speeches.

I'm not, uh, but, you know,

it's never easy when we lose
one of our own brothers.

But, you know what,
finding the guy

who's responsible
for taking them out,

sweetest thing I've ever tasted
in a long time.

Right?

So, all right.
Here's to Rob Johnson.

Richy Williams, right?

Chris Hall.

For Razor Ramon Garcia.

Razor Ramon.

Right?
Garcia.

Mikey Miller.

Mikey, yeah.

Steve Porter.

Yes, sir, our fallen
Echo brothers.

All right,
I got one thing to say.

The best of us
don't come home.

To Echo Team.
ALL: Echo Team.

All right, now remember,

Steve used to say
when the drinking lamp is lit...

You should be, too!

* Sears and Roebuck

* Electric guitars...

Yeah, remember when I asked
you if any of your guys

were too emotionally involved
to make good decisions?

What are you saying?

That I shouldn't have gone after
the guy who killed our brothers?

Think it's more recklessness
than I'm used to from you.

Ghani is not our usual target.

So this was isolated.

Get back on target,
things go back to normal, right?

Always.

Back to normal.

Yeah.

* Where do we go?

* Where do we go from here?

JASON: Hey, look at you. You
deserve a beer more than anyone.

Here you go.
Cheers to that.

Right? So, you want to take
advantage of my afterglow

and tell me what you
volunteered me for

with the reporter?

What
Ghani's not talking?

No, he's talking.

The problem is
what he's saying.

Ghani denies having anything to
do with the hit on Echo Team.

Claims he sold the poppy field

right after it was burned,
eight weeks ago.

The guy's gonna say anything
to save his own ass.

I know, but the intel
backs him up.

Right after the
field was destroyed,

he sold it for
pennies on the dollar.

You got to be kidding me.
The money that you found
on that farm,

not his.

You kidding me?

Who did Ghani
sell the field to?

Some shell company.

Still running it down, but...

This is Afghanistan.
Mm-hmm.

Just keep this between us
for now, all right?

I don't want to ruin
the night for the boys.

Yeah. Guess we all
deserve a night off.

Yeah.

You're not coming?

Ah, no. I'm, uh...
Lost the mood.

I-I'll catch up with you.
I got it. It's good.

Okay.

Hi.

Ever just want to make it stop?

Just... just for a while?