American Sniper

It's a f***ing hot box.

Man, the f***ing dirt here

tastes like dog sh*t.

Oh, well, you'd know, wouldn't you?

Shut the f*** up.

Breacher up!

I got a military-age male...

...that's on a cell phone,

watching the convoy. Over.

If he's reporting troop movement...

...you have a green light. Your call.

Over.

Maybe he's just calling his old lady. Heh.

He stepped off.

Hold on, I got a woman and a kid 200 yards

out, moving towards the convoy.

Her arms aren't swinging.

She's carrying something.

She's got a grenade. She got a RKG Russian

grenade she just handed to the kid.

A woman and a kid?

You got eyes on this? Can you confirm?

Negative. You know the R.O.E.

Your call.

They fry you if you're wrong.

They send your ass to Leavenworth.

- You got him.

- Heh.

Now get back here.

You don't ever leave your ri?e in the dirt.

Yes, sir.

It was a hell of a shot, son.

You got a gift.

You're gonna make a fine hunter someday.

Here in the Book of Acts...

...several times,

Paul stands in judgment...

...for what he believes.

At times, we all have to do that.

I mean, we don't see with his eyes...

...so we don't know the glory of his plan.

Our lives unfold before us like

puzzling reflections in a mirror.

- What are you doing?

- Shh. Shh.

But on the day we rise,

we will see with clarity...

...and understand the mystery of his ways.

Let us pray.

WAYNE'.

There are three types of people in this world.

Sheep, wolves and Sheepdogs.

Now, some people prefer to believe

that evil doesn't exist in the world.

And if it ever darkened their doorstep, they

wouldn't know how to protect themselves.

Those are the sheep.

And then you got predators.

They use violence to prey on the weak.

They're the wolves.

Come on, Jeff, punch him.

And then there are those who've been

blessed with the gift of aggression...

...and the overpowering need

to protect the flock.

These men are a rare breed...

...that live to confront the wolf.

They are the sheepdog.

Now, we're not raising any sheep

in this family.

- I will whup your ass if you turn into a wolf.

- Wayne.

But we protect our own.

If someone tries to fight you...

...or tries to bully your little brother,

you have my permission to finish it.

The guy was picking on Jeff.

Is that true?

Yes, sir. Yes, he was.

Did you finish it?

Then you know who you are.

You know your purpose.

ANNOUNCER". Chris Kyle draws the horse

Big Business here this evening.

I'm doing all right.

That's good.

So tonight he needs to beat

the leading score of 86.

The louder you cheer,

the longer he'll ride!

Come on! Yeah!

I don't think- He'll walk it off.

Jeff, looks like your brother did it again!

All right, ladies and gentlemen,

Chris Kyle!

Man, wasn't nobody there,

and you come outwith a belt buckle.

- What are you supposed to with it?

- Supposed to get laid with it.

I'll wear it,

see if it puts Sarah in the mood.

Sh*t, a strong wind'll put Sarah

in the mood.

- Is that what they say?

- You know what they called her...

- ...in high school

- Don't say it.

- Sarah Sucks-a-Lotta-

- What I say?!

Sh*t, Chris.

Goddamn it.

Oh, buckle bunny, those are two girls.

No, he kept looking- He had his eyes

on her, and that's why the last time...

Wait till you see what this does.

Let's see him go!

Baby, who wants

to f*** a rodeo sta-? What the f***?!

You said you wasn't coming home

until tomorrow.

- I said what?

- Leave him alone. He didn't do anything!

Easy! I didn't know sh*t, man.

Come out here!

Chris, leave him alone! F***ing Chris,

leave him alone! Goddamn it!

- He didn't know, all right?!

- Oh, he didn't know.

- What didn't you know?

- I didn't know. Just give me my hat.

He didn't know.

- Get his hat, babe.

Whose rifles did you think those were?

Them men's clothes were hers?

You didn't know,

you f***ing son of b*tch?

What the f*** is wrong with you?

You don't have to f***ing punch everyone!

Put that f***ing hat on

and get the f*** out.

What the f*** is wrong with you?

- Get out.

- You know what...

...I don't know

what you expect from me.

You just drag me out here and then you run

off with your brother every damn weekend.

Why do you think I did this, huh?

I do this to get attention,

don't you get that?

Get your stuff and get out.

Fine. You know what? F*** you. Fine.

You think you're a cowboy

because you rodeo.

You're not a cowboy.

You're just a lousy ranch hand.

And you're a shitty f***ing lay!

Don't say it.

When's the wedding?

I understand what you're saying...

...but, you know,

we get to travel over the whole state.

Different city every weekend.

Broncs and steers.

I don't know, maybe she's right, though.

"She's right"?

Right about what, Chris?

She's not right, man.

We're cowboys, we're living the dream.

This is a special report.

KOPPEL'. Those explosions

set to go off at the U.S. embassies...

...in Dar es Salaam, Tanzania

and Nairobi, Kenya...

...were clearly a part of someone's war

against the United States.

More than 80 dead...

...more than 1700 injured

in two bomb blasts today...

Hey, Jeff. Jeff.

...which exploded just minutes

and 450 miles apart.

Look at this.

It is still unclear who our enemy is. Although

the embassies were obviously the targets...

Look what they did to us.

...most of the dead and injured

are not Americans.

Still, eight Americans, including one child,

are dead and five are still missing.

- So you're from Texas.

- Yes, sir.

- And you're a patriot.

- Yes, sir.

And you're pissed off.

I'm looking to be of service.

- Do you like to fight?

- Yes, sir.

You like to fight. Okay, well,

I want you to meet the warrior elite.

SEALS.

Yup. Sea, Air and Land.

Well, I'm not much for the water, sir.

No? Well, this ain't for the faint-a-heart.

Most men, they wash out, they quit.

Well, I'm not most men, sir. I don't quit.

This is where the fun stops!

Take it, girls.

It's gonna get harder from here on out.

That's it. Take it. Take it.

Only hurts the first time.

What we got here? You a quitter, boy?

- Hooyah, no, Instructor Rolle.

- Bullshit! Your ass is fleet meat...

...if I ever did see it!

Don't turn away from me, son.

You look at me and you take this sh*t.

Hooyah, yes!

You old as f***! You join the Navy because you

had such a good goddamn time on Noah's ark?

How old are you, boy?

- Hooyah, 30!

-30?!

Your fart dust could've fathered

half these boys!

We gonna weed through the quitters.

Yeah, we gonna find us

a goddamn warrior or two today.

Dauber, you sure you from Connecticut?

I ain't never met no hick

from Hartford before.

Hooyah, Instructor Friday.

Country's countrywide.

I came here to kill terrorists.

Who the f*** told your ass to giggle?

Hooyah, no one, Instructor Rolle!

- Did I ask you to open up your mouth?

Hooyah, no, Instructor Rolle.

Look at your fat, pasty, giggly ass.

Damn, son.

You a big Dr. Pepper,

Cheeto-eating motherf***er!

Yeah! That's what I'm talking about.

Biggles! That's your name

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