All language subtitles for SEAL Team - 02x16

- Previously on "SEAL Team"...
- Oh, my God. I got in.

- Got in what?
- Tisch.

- Do they have history and math?
- No.

Then it's not a school.

Bye.

You should go. They'd
be lucky to have you.

- What, you're staying here now?
- Yeah, you know,

I'm just trying to focus on the
thing that matters most in my life.

- Being a Navy SEAL.
- If that's the case, then you got to

- come out tonight, meet Swanny.
- Brett Swann?

Dude, that guy's a legend, man.

Why'd you get out?

It was just my time. My time to go.

Are you feeling distance
between yourself and God, Ray?

Makes you wonder if
he's anywhere at all, hmm?

Maybe going through this
will bring you closer to him.

Or maybe the distance grows,

and the only thing left
between me and God is space.

Look, I don't want to throw
our friendship away on a whim.

I also don't want to spend
the rest of my life

wondering "what if."

Are-are you saying
what I think you're saying?

Hey, I got something to say.

I got accepted to Officer
Candidate School.

This was my last mission with you.

You're gonna make it.

Fuselage has got to be close.

Havoc Base, this is Bravo 2.
We passed Jaguar.

Copy Bravo 2.

Passing Jaguar. Proceed with caution.

Someone climbed out.

Means we got a survivor out there.

Havoc, this is 1. We got two dead.

Looks like we got a survivor
left the trail.

Bravo 1, you are clear

- to track down the survivor.
- Copy that.

- Brock. Get a scent.
- Yep?

Roger that. Check here.

Sonny. Clay.

- Go with him.
- Roger that.

- Find 'em.
- Find the survivor. We'll pull security.

- J!
- Yeah?

They already found us. On the ridge.

And they're marking
the plane with lidar.

They're gonna bomb the site.

Copy that, Bravo 1.

If this is Chinese Special
Forces, this will get ugly.

Chinese soldier hasn't
fired on an American

since the Korean War.

That might change today.

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- ? I was born on a river ?
- _

- ? I was born on a boat... ?
- Mr. Quinn?

- Mm-hmm?
- About to have a mutiny down there

if you don't serve up soon.

The tri-tip wants what the
tri-tip wants.

God, 12 weeks without your barbecue?

- Yeah.
- I'm gonna miss it.

That's not the only thing
you're gonna miss.

I'm gonna miss that
a little bit, I think.

- Yeah.
- Not as much as your barbecue.

Yeah? Well, you know,
the time's gonna fly by.

Don't you worry.

So how do you know when it's done?

Well, here, give me your hand.

When the meat feels like
the-the skin between your thumb

and "I'm mad at you" finger. See here?

Like that. Yeah, touch the meat.

It's done.

Let's go feed the wolves.

Thank God. Sonny Quinn barbecue.

It's to die for, you know.

- Yeah, literally, he almost died for it.
- Yeah.

Never leave your dry rub recipe
in a sniper hide.

- He's not serious, is he?
- Why?

Serious as sin.

Yeah, when I had to go back and get it,

I had two dozen Jihad Johnnys
trying to light me up.

You aren't gonna be getting shot at

- on this deployment, right?
- Nah, look...

Unfortunately, probably not.

All right, Uncle Clay,
have some mac and cheese.

A little trigger happy right now, okay?

Everything's gonna be fine.

All we're gonna be doing
is training some Filipino SEALs.

Yeah. Don't worry about it, sweetheart.

Philippines is not Afghanistan,
not even a little bit.

Dirt, dirt, Gucci.

You've been in the dirt twice,
now you get Gucci.

And it's about damn time.

What's up?

You hear about this cargo ship
off the coast of Japan?

Yeah, you really need to work on
your party chitchat, Ellis.

U.S. Navy ship collided with a... a
container ship, in the open ocean.

Your people think it's a cyber attack?

Likely.

Publicly it's an accident,
but Langley's on it.

Keep me in the loop.

I'm gonna grab a beer
before the boys kill it all.

Hey, girl. You leaving?

Yeah, they need a nap. You stay.

- Tired?
- Mm-hmm.

You sure?

Yeah, you should see Davis off.

I'm fine.

Okay. Well, I love you.

I will be home soon.

You drinking whiskey now?

- Babe, it's a celebration. What?
- It's noon.

Have some water, Ray.

Come on, sweetie.

What is going on with him?

I don't know. You know,
ever since Mexico,

something's been up with him.
I don't know what it is.

I'm worried. He's, uh...

I don't know.

Keep an eye on him out there, will you?

Got his back, always. All right?

All right. Be safe.

Hey, can I get next over there?

All right. Everybody, settle in.

Listen up. Listen up! Kill the music.

Today, we say our goodbyes

- to Davis here.
- All right.

Something that's never easy to do.

Well, speak for yourself.

- Whoa. Wow.
- Yeah, man, that's harsh.

You know what, I don't know
what I'm gonna miss more,

your sarcastic asses or saving them.

When's the last time

- you saved my ass?
- When I saved your ass?

- Yeah, my ass.
- Start with the time

that I told you that your fly was down

right before you met the president,

and then let's just go from there.

That was on purpose.

I remember that.

So while we are saddened
to be losing her,

this is a rebirth
for Petty Officer Lisa Davis,

an evolution, if you will,
of a bright young sailor.

- Don't move.
- Uh-oh.

So...

Wow.

Whoa, what is that?

Right? Right?

Just something to remember us by.

What does that say there?

It says, "Lisa Davis. Fair
winds and following seas."

- Okay.
- Wow.

Um...

Okay, what to say? Uh...

You're my family, and I'm leaving.

That's life. Everything comes to an end.

Leaves fall. Close a book.

You say goodbye.

It still feels all kinds of wrong

to be, you know, leaving the
people that taught me so much.

Mandy Ellis.

Commander Blackburn.

You taught me how to hold focus
when all is lost.

Clay.

You showed me what it is
to have a dream,

and to fight so hard for it that
no one can take it from you.

Sonny.

You showed me what it is
to know who you are

and where you're from
and to be proud of both.

And I know that you really try
to convince everybody

that you're just a redneck...

but you're more than that.

You're a redneck that can cook.

- That's right.
- And Ray Perry.

You taught me what integrity is,

and that faith is sometimes
the best guide.

And Bravo 1.

You showed me what real leaders do.

They make the hard decisions
and they live with them.

To not doubt,

only decide.

And I don't know what
I'm gonna do without you guys,

But... I'm gonna miss you every day.

Stop crying. Don't go there.

You know what? I'm not gonna go.

- Oh, no, no, no, no!
- I'm not gonna go.

I'm gonna stay.

Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.

Wait. Th-This is not a goodbye, okay?

This is a good thing.

Come on, glasses up.

Here's to Lisa.

To Lisa!

The next step is the right step,

and you are taking the right step.

Hear, hear.

- And the sprinklers?
- Sprinklers fall under Mikey's watch.

No, no, no. Oh, no. Until Mikey is back

from hockey camp, they fall
under your responsibility, so...

Mikey and I are gonna be
parentless for three months,

and you're worried about the lawn?

I'm worried about a lot of things.

I know. It's just nice
to hear you say it.

I say it.

Dad, we handled Mexico.

Mikey and I will be okay while
you're in the Philippines.

We're gonna make up for lost
time when I'm back, I promise.

By the time you're back,
I'll be heading off to school.

This is one of the last nights
we'll be under the same roof.

What's going on, man?

You have one too many at the barbecue?

That's hard to say.

I think that says it all.

This is a nice truck.

Yeah.

Makes a good bed, too.

Crashing in it till I land
an EMT gig in town.

I thought, uh, thought
you had some girl down here.

Yeah, for a minute.

She, uh... well,
she gave me the old heave-ho.

How come?

I, uh...

I don't know. I don't really remember.

Look, Swanny, why-why don't
you stay at my place, man,

my apartment while I'm gone.
You know, we're gonna deploy.

I don't want to put you out,
man. I'll find something.

No, seriously. I mean,
it's no skin off my nose.

- You should stay there.
- Are you sure?

We're team guys; we got
to stick together, right?

- Hey. Did you get some rest last night?
- Mm-hmm.

Good. Couple things I
want to go over with you.

First, I don't want any parties
in the house, you understand?

No kegs. And that boy Noah,

he's not even allowed to sniff the grass

in front there, you understand?

Considering you decided
to clean your gun

the last time he came over,
don't think you need to worry

about Noah showing his face
at our house again.

I didn't know that he was
gonna be coming over.

- Oh, that's a lie.
- Come on, Emma.

Listen, number two: what
about the loans, the schools?

Where are we with all that?

We're not eligible.

You're over the income threshold.

That's crazy. That doesn't
make any sense to me.

According to the federal government,

- you're flush.
- Okay, that's great.

I make too much money
to qualify for financial aid,

but not enough

to pay for your tuition at school?

Welcome to America.

Well, okay, how about
my G.I. Bill benefits?

Covers about a quarter
of the total tuition.

Got to be kidding me.

Military subsidized loans?

It's too late to apply.

It's too late to apply? That
means you missed the deadline?

You missed the deadline?

- How could you miss the deadline?
- I've got school,

homework, student government,
vocal lessons,

my own life and our life
I have to keep running

when you're gone.

I wish I could do it all perfectly.

I could still apply for CommonBond,

but they have an origination fee.

Origination fee, great.
How much does that cost?

Don't know. I-I don't know
what any of it means.

Mom would know.

Yeah. Mom would've known.

You know, I like the "Work Lisa,"

definitely like me some "Party Lisa,"

but...

I'll tell you what,

kind of like this Lisa the best.

Oh, you like this sweatpants, no makeup,

gorging on strawberries Lisa?

Yeah.

Why do you have so many strawberries?

Oh, well, I needed the crate.

- The crate?
- Yeah, 'cause...

You see, I thought I'd, uh, well...

I-I...

I got you, like, a...

Well, it's like, uh...

Uh, oh, sorry.

It's a going-away pallet.

It's for you.

Uh, the-the big one there,
that's-that's, those are,

those are top-notch chocolates.

I'll bet they're good currency in OCS.

It's like cigs in prison.

Might save you from getting shivved.

I don't think there's a lot of
knife fights going down at OCS,

but, um, thank you.

Keep them boots shiny.

- Okay. Thank you.
- Yeah.

Are you serious right now?

Officer and a Gentleman?

It's a damn fine film.

Although, now I think of it,
it does seem to make OCS,

you know, a little ripe for romance.

Do you just think that, like,

every man is trying to seduce me?

Just takes one.

Mm-hmm.

- You trying to say something?
- No.

Uh, well... yes.

I-I was thinking, maybe,

I would, I would tear up my punch card

to the Pleasure Palace in Manila.

As long as I don't play
"find my car keys"

on some hot candidate's body, right?

Yeah.

I'm good with that.

- Lisa... Uh-uh...
- Sonny.

Don't say anything else.

- Okay.
- Okay.

Yeah, okay. Yeah, I'm gonna
be down here for a bit.

Ring me whenever. I got to go. Yeah.

My sister. She, uh...

she wasn't too hip on me
moving back down here.

Love the place.

Thanks again.

Yeah, no, it's... no biggie.
No, this is... this is it.

It's not much, you know,
and you can kind of see

the whole place from right here.

But help yourself to whatever you need.

Um, plumbing's a little
gunked up, so I...

I got a, uh, a snake.

It's underneath the sink if you...

You all right?

I think I left my-my phone in the car.

You were just on it.

Right.

It's just my sister,
she, uh, she calls a lot.

The thing is, my, uh, my dad, he...

he died two months ago.

I'm sorry, man. I'm sure that's,
I'm sure it's hard on her.

It's harder for me. Women
are better at loss.

Men don't have a clue. Women process it.

We just want to punch something.

She gets worried if I don't answer.

She's... she's a good sister.

Gucci deployment.

Huh?

- I'm jealous.
- Yeah, you know.

I'm kind of in the mood to fight
right now, if I'm being honest.

I get it. Keeps the mind occupied.

But trust me, a little bit
of fun can do a world of good.

A PACOM deployment
is a terrible thing to waste.

Hey, babe, it's about time to get on...

There he is.

Pastor Mel.

Hey, just thought I'd drop by.

Oh.

Haven't seen you in a bit, Ray.

Yeah, well, uh, I've been busy
getting ready for deployment.

Yeah, well, I guess you're gonna
have to content yourself

with having Bible study
on base then, huh?

Yeah, something like that. Um...

Uh, what is this?
What's... what's going on?

Well, we just thought we'd set
a baptism date for baby RJ.

Uh, I don't know.

Well, listen, Naima and I
will handle all the details.

You know, we'll figure out a good time,

after your deployment, of course.

No. I-I mean,

I mean, I don't know. I, uh...

I...

You know what, Pastor Mel,

this r... this really isn't
a good time right now.

You think maybe I could, uh,

talk to my wife?

Alone.

Of course. Of course. I have
another appointment anyway.

I'll be praying for you, Ray.

- Have you lost your damn mind?
- Excuse me?

You bring him over here to ambush me?

No, he dropped in, like he said,

- because he's worried about you.
- He's worried?

- About me?
- He's not the only one.

Y-You're drinking too much,
ignoring the family.

I mean, what is going on?

Nothing's going on, Naima.

All right, the team's
needed me more than usual.

Everyone's going through
a lot right now.

- Well, you won't talk to me.
- About what?!

Mexico.

What happened in Mexico?

Nothing. Okay, honey?
Nothing happened in Mexico.

Okay. Well, how about why you
don't want RJ to be baptized?

What do you care about it anyway?

Naima, you don't even believe in God.

What does someone like you
care about something like that?

This isn't you.

This isn't the man I married.

This is the man I found.

The broken sailor who needed
six whiskey gingers to sleep.

I don't want that man to
come home from the Philippines.

I'm driving myself

to base.

You say goodbye to me!

You tell me you love me! Ray!

Hey. Ready to head to the airfield?

I spoke to CommonBond.

If we pay the origination fee,
they'll process my loan.

Okay, um, I have to pay this now?

2% of the total four-year loan.

Well, we have three weeks.

Emma, I, um, I have
to move money and everything.

You don't want me to go, do you?

You want everything to stay the
same, like we're stuck in time.

You don't want me to leave when
you leave every two seconds.

- It's not that.
- Then what is it?

It's not... Look, it's the loans.

I don't want you to spend the
next 20 years drowning in debt

and all you have to show for it
is a... is an art degree.

Wow, Dad.

I'll figure it out on my own.

Have fun over there.

You know, Ray, last time you
showed up at the tarmac alone,

you were single.

Uh, it's... it's Jameelah,
she got the flu.

Yeah.

Yeah. Emma... she must have the same bug.

Yeah, must be going around.

Yeah. Something's going around.

Man, it's hotter than
a two-dollar pistol out here.

It's way more balmy than Baghdad.

There ain't enough
talcum powder in the world

to keep my boys from chafing.

Beats the hell out of that dog kennel

we were in in Mexico, though.

All right.

Welcome to the Gucci, boys.

- All right.
- Yeah.

Two days till the first
training exercise,

so until then, your time is yours.

Jace and Ray.

Standard liberty rules apply.

Trent, Brock. Behave
yourselves, make sure

I don't have to do
any paperwork, got it?

- Whoa, no, bad idea.
- He's gonna lose that.

That is a good call.
More importantly, Blackburn,

how many times a day
can I go to the omelet bar?

That's all I want to know.

Oh, gosh.

Come on. I'm out.

Be sure to look into that.

- Yeah. Figure that out later on.
- Hey, any word from Mandy?

Embassy.

Anything brewing?

Uh, nothing to talk about yet.

Mm-hmm.

Got the VDR from the container ship.

One day here and you're
already searching

for a new target package?

Four maritime collisions in
the region the past four months,

two mysterious plane crashes?

I'd say the target package chose us.

Captain, the navigational system

isn't responding. We're heading
right for that ship.

Go to manual.

It won't respond.

Override.

Captain, I tried to override.

Someone else has control of our ship.

Captain, coming at us, portside!

Sound the alarm.

Collision alarm not initiating!

Brace for impact.

A remote takeover of
all navigational systems.

Who could pull that off?

Not many.

Hey, I'm gonna go
crush the gym. You coming?

Man, you never slow down, do you?

- Why would I?
- Well...

I'm thinking about,
you know, heading into town

and getting a little massage.

Why don't you come?

We've only been here 20 minutes
and you already want

- an old-fashioned?
- I'm talking about a real massage.

See, I-I got this kink in my neck,

so I called the concierge
about them firm pillows

'cause of my slipped disk.

Them big ol' pillows here,

they're messing with my sciatica.

Who are you and what
have you done with Sonny Quinn?

Huh?

Sonny Quinn's happy place
used to be kicking in doors.

- Yeah.
- Making canoes out of skulls,

covered in stripper glitter,
and getting drunk.

And now it's this? It's...

it's soft pillows and legit massages?

- Come on, dude.
- Hey, you are getting soft, buddy.

There's a time and a place
for everything, young Jedi.

But you ain't ever been
on a Gucci mission

with Sonny Quinn.

I am a man of leisure.

Now, if you want to be ready to charge,

you got to recharge
the mind and the body.

Look around, man.

Why don't you go chase some tail?

Doesn't appeal.

- Well, what does?
- The job.

All right.

All right, well,

you enjoy that nice little
massage there, princess.

I will.

Maybe later we can hit
Bed Bath & Beyond.

What the hell's Bed Bath & Beyond?

Emma? You kidding me?

Emma, you there?

Emma, are you there?

I answered the phone, didn't I?

All right, look, Emma.

Just do me a favor, will you?

Just, um, let's breathe
this out and be calm.

I just want you to e-mail me
all the loan applications

so I can help you out
with it, all right?

Whatever.

Look, um, I'm sorry.

Okay?

I'm sorry the way we left things.

And how we got into that whole argument.

I didn't like it.

You know, I love you,
and I... I miss you. I...

And I wasn't talking to anybody
and she didn't hear

a word I said
because it got disconnected.

Hayes.

How you doing?

- No way.
- Zell, what's up? How you doing, man?

- Hey.
- Good to see you. Good to...

God, to be honest,
I didn't even recognize you.

Wow, look at that. Nice watch.

Ah, a little flashy for my taste,

but it was a gift from a client.

And he has nuclear capabilities, so...

You're working private
security now, right?

Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. Six
international offices now

and opening more every day.

It's been quite a ride.

- Yeah, I bet.
- Feels like a lifetime

since we were, uh,
eating sand in J-Bad, huh?

Uh, I think we were doing more
than just eating sand.

So you're still in?

- You're still grinding?
- Yeah, yeah.

Still in, still grinding.
You know, pays the bills.

Yeah, well, not as much as it
should though, am I right?

Yeah.

Hey, look, I, uh, I'm gonna be

around for a few days;
you-you want to grab a beer?

Sure. Yeah, I don't think
they can handle us, but yeah.

Look, I got to,

uh, I got to take this.

- But I'll reach out.
- Okay, yeah.

- Good to see you, man.
- Good to see you, too.

Yeah?

My name is Gunnery Sergeant Miller.

I am your enlisted instructor.

My mission over the next 12 weeks

is to do only one thing,

and that is to take
what is ordinary, you,

and turn you into an officer.

If you don't possess
the highest integrity

and military virtue, know your history,

and give nothing less
than 100% at all times,

you will not make it!

If you do not love your country,

then you already are a pathetic failure

and I will send you back
to whatever hole you come from,

branded forever as the failure you are.

If you D.O.R., drop on request,

I won't care, because I'm not your mama

or your keeper.

You will simply give up,
walk out that door,

and no one here will ever
think about you again!

Did I tell you to eyeball
my area, Candidate?!

- No!
- Shut your mouth!

Did I say speak?!

I will treat each of you equally

until I expect something of you.

From then on, welcome to Darwinism.

Survival of the fittest, the strongest,

and the smartest.

I am not supposed
to put it in those terms,

but that's what it is... real life...

which will be quite a change
for you safe-space, snowflake,

fly under the radar,
don't want to be noticed,

pajama boys and girls, understood?!

Yes, ma'am!

Yes, Gunnery Sergeant!

That was my first expectation,

that you answer a question correctly.

Very simple, yet most of you failed.

Except for you.

You prior enlisted, Candidate?

Yes, Gunnery Sergeant, eight years!

Thought you looked a little old for OCS.

Where you from, Candidate?

Detroit, Gunnery Sergeant!

Once a decent city ruined by
parasites and bureaucrats.

Candidate Davis, part of my duty

is to appoint a leader to each class.

This is a very serious responsibility,

and I am giving this
responsibility to you.

Do you think you are up to it?

Yes, Gunnery Sergeant!

I have been a marine for 15 years

and an instructor for three.

And in every class,
every single one of them,

the first leader D.O.R.'d.

Why? Because what all leaders
must come to terms with

is that they will be treated unequally.

And that is the weight
that they crack under,

the weight of actual responsibility,

actual accountability,

and it actually being
your ass on the line.

So, everything that
your class does wrong,

starting now, is your fault.

Nice house. But I know
the guy who lives there.

I don't think he's the selling type.

Can't stay away from me, huh?

What's that about?

This? This is about... college.

- That's what that is about.
- Emma's.

Yeah, Emma's.

Was trying to figure
out how to pay for it.

- Yeah, I hear you.
- Mm-hmm.

Rate I'm going...

I'll have my loans paid off in 2050.

Mm-hmm. See, that's the thing.

I don't want her to be in debt
for her whole life.

Right? I mean, you really think

that she can make it as a singer?

Odds are better in New York
than Virginia Beach.

Look, Jason, she's got a dream.

If she's anything like her father,

she's gonna follow it
with or without your help.

I just wish I could pay
for it, that's all.

Straight-out. But I can't, you know?

Well, if you sell the house...

put a good dent in the cost.

Yeah.

Selling the house.

It's tough. Lot of memories there.

A lot to think about.

Yeah.

Yeah, it is.

Well, you're looking great.

You getting out there again?

Back in the saddle, you mean?

- Nothing serious, I would say.
- Oh.

But, uh, yeah.

Good for you.

How about you?

- Oh.
- Whoa, look at that, huh?

Saved by the buzz, aren't we?

- We got to go.
- Okay.

Got this?

Yep, I got it.

That's for you.

Four days ago off the coast of Japan,

a Navy supply ship collided
with a container ship.

One casualty, a billion
dollars of damages.

The collision was as a result
of a coordinated cyber attack.

The nav systems of both ships
were compromised.

Just an hour ago,
Filipino tanker in the Sulu Sea

was targeted by the same malware.

It ran into an underwater mountain.

Had that tanker been full,

we'd be looking at a massive
ecological disaster.

We were able to pinpoint

the source of the most recent attack

to a small aircraft,

which appears to have crash-landed here,

an island in the South
China Sea, Panatag Shoal.

We need to recover this technology.

Studying it will allow us to defeat it.

Well, South China Sea,
that's contested territory.

Exactly.

So no ISR. Zero footprint.

Make things more difficult,
Panatag Shoal is covered

with dense jungle and bamboo forest,

so we have no eyes on the wreckage.

- Any survivors in the crash?
- Also unclear.

The Chinese will be sending
its own team to get the tech.

You're to refrain from engaging
unless fired upon.

There's been no movement
in or towards the area,

so let's infil quickly and get out

before the enemy arrives. Let's go.

Havoc, this is 1.

Passing Redline.

Copy, Bravo 1. Passing Redline.

Last signal from the HVT

was about two klicks northwest
of your position.

Copy that. Proceeding to Diamondback.

Fuselage has got to be close.

Havoc Base, this is Bravo 2.
We passed Jaguar.

Copy, Bravo 2. Passing Jaguar.

Proceed with caution.

Someone climbed out.

Means we got a survivor out there.

Havoc, this is 1. We got two dead.

Looks like we got a survivor,
left the trail.

Copy, Bravo 1. Stand by.

If that person is alive, we need
to bring them in right away.

He could be a gold mine of intelligence.

He might've taken some
of the tech with him.

Bravo 1.

You're cleared hot
to track down the survivor.

Copy that. Split in three.

- Brock. Get a scent.
- Yup.

Roger that. Check here.

Hey, boss.

This rear compartment's inaccessible.

- We're gonna have to cut it out.
- All right.

Fire up the saw.

Brock, you got a scent?

- Yup.
- Sonny. Clay.

- Go with him.
- Roger that.

Find the survivor. We'll pull security.

What is that?

Chinese military does
regular exercises in the area.

Havoc Base to Bravo 1.

How long till you have
control of the target?

How much longer?!

- How much time?
- Five minutes.

Havoc, this is 1. We got
five mikes, Havoc, five mikes.

We have a high-altitude
aircraft entering your airspace.

Could be Chinese military
exercise, but we don't know.

Be aware. Havoc out.

There he is. Come on, get him.

Halt!

Don't let the bedbugs bite.

Havoc Base, this is Bravo 6.

I see what appears to be
five HAHO jumpers.

Copy that, Bravo 6.

If this is Chinese Special
Forces, this'll get ugly.

Chinese soldier
hasn't fired on an American

since the Korean War.

That might change today.

- Hey.
- Yeah?

They're gonna be able
to triangulate our position

using our radio signals.

We need to go dark until exfil.

Havoc, this is 1. We got
to go dark on our comms.

We'll meet you back at Redline
for exfil. Bravo 1, out.

Copy that, Bravo 1.

Hey, we can't go back
the same way we came.

Way these guys are dropping in,
we'll go right past them,

lead them to the exfil point.

We don't got time to take
the long way home.

Y'all go that way,
I'll-I'll circle round,

meet up with you.
I'm gonna take my radio

and see if I can create
some sort of false trail.

It's not a good idea for you
to be out there solo.

Neither is getting into a firefight

- with a bunch of Chinese PLA.
- Spenser.

All right. It's good. Let's go. Come on.

Spenser.

I swear, that kid
is not right in the head.

I'll grab this.

- J.
- Yeah?

They already found us. On the ridge.

They're marking the plane with lidar.

They're gonna bomb the site.

That's just gonna destroy the
tech, keep it out of our hands.

- Gonna claim that we weren't here.
- Yeah.

Let's move! We got to go!

J.

How much you want to bet
that's a Xian H-6 bomber?

All right, we got to roll.
We got to move! Turn it off!

Let's go! Move!

Talk to me.

All right, we got to move,
Trent, let's go.

Come on, give me one.

All right, let's go, let's go, let's go.

I got your back! Let's go, let's go.

Sonny, hey!

Where's Clay?

He's creating a false path
for non-friendlies to follow.

You kidding me.
How thick can a Texas boy be

- letting him go on alone?
- He gave me no choice.

Hey, where's your radio?

On the hill, so the PLA
track away from us.

Should buy us a few minutes.

It was your responsibility, Candidate,

to inspect your class' quarters

in advance of the RLP inspection.

Yes, Gunnery Sergeant.

Items were mislabeled.

Summer whites thrown wrinkled
into a corner, and sand,

sand in Candidate Salmon's dress shoes.

Why did you fail?

There wasn't enough time to
properly inspect the rooms,

Gunnery Sergeant.

Not enough time.

That's no excuse.

Something's wrong with you, inside.

I can see it.

You're defective, aren't you?

No, Gunnery S-Sergeant Miller.

Oh, you lying to me?
Something is wrong with you.

I'm-a find out what it is.

Hold that leaning rest

while all your classmates
pass inspection.

If you can't get them to do something

as simple as clean their rooms,
you are worthless as a leader,

worthless to me, and
worthless to the Navy.

Their failure is your failure.

Now resume the position, Candidate.

- Yeah?
- Let's go, let's go.

I spoke to PACOM today.

All right, and?

Well, they're not exactly
thrilled that our boy Clay

left an encrypted communication device

in the hands of the Chinese.

Okay, well, our orders
were not to engage,

and his move prevented engagement.

Yeah, well, I'm not the one
that needs convincing.

As far as Command is concerned,

this falls under the broader
pattern of risky behavior.

I'm sorry, risky behavior?
Okay, like what?

Last-ditch raid on Doza's compound.

We got him, didn't we?

Jason, cut the attitude.

All right, this could affect
you, me, the entire team.

We need Command to be happy with us,

or our lives...

are gonna become extremely unpleasant.

Right.

Gotcha.

- Ray-Ray, where you heading?
- Yo.

Listen, look, I was gonna go to
the room and Skype, uh, Emma,

unless you wanted to crash,
I won't do it.

Oh, no, man, take all the time you want.

- Okay.
- Yeah, I'm gonna go for a walk.

- Those kids need you.
- I don't know, maybe.

Thinking the only shots
I'm gonna be getting

on this deployment is
gonna be from her, anyway.

She's at that age, brother.

- She is, right? Yeah.
- Yeah.

Where you walking to?

I guess until I run into a church.

Shouldn't take long,
God-fearing country and all.

- Okay.
- All right.

- Yeah.
- All right, brother.

Count your blessings, Ray.

I always do.

Three fingers of whiskey.
Splash of ginger.

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