Battle For Haditha Page #2

I almost lost my f***ing leg.

They sat here and f***ing told me

I would never be able

to f***ing run again.

F***...

Doesn't the corps take care of you

after you're hurt?

You know, they offered me

to get out, right?

They said if I wanted

to, I could get out...

with my injury.

They said, we'll give you 10 per cent.

Do you know what 10 per cent is?

That's...$300 a month.

That's what I'm telling you.

Nobody gives a sh*t about you but you.

Take care of yourself.

The Marine corps don't,

and this f***ing country don't

Remember that.

Three, four.

I love hand to hand.

I love hand to hand.

Stab you in the eye with my

KaBar (knife), baby.

Stab you in the eye with my

KaBar, baby.

I love hand to hand.

I love hand to hand.

Smash you in the grate with my E2, baby.

Smash you in the grate with my E2, baby.

Your buddy goes down, you ain't there

f***ing crying.

You're a f***ing machine,

and you act like a machine.

You go right through 'em.

- You understand?

- OoRah, sarge.

- I don't f***ing feel it.

- OORAH, sarge.

I'm ready to take down

the f***ing Iraq here,

sarge.

I know you are.

That's good.

That's why we train, train, train

to kill, kill, kill.

- I've got my motivation right here.

- ? ? ?

- She's always in my mind.

- There you go, there you go.

She also goes into my helmet.

I'm married,

and when I'm ready for battle

and I'm about to put it on,

I stare at her

and I remember

why I'm fighting this war:

To protect freedom and her.

- She's watching over you.

- Well done.

Moving!

Stack up, stack up, stack up.

Get down, get down.

There's a window right behind you,

get down!

Moving!

- Ey!

- What are you doing?

Ey Rambo!

When do you ever jump in..

..just go into a house by yourself?

- When? Never!

- Never...

Everyone stack, everyone stack,

everyone stack.

Go.

This is a hostile environment.

Everyone in there, man woman, child,

they all go.

- You understand that?

- OoRah!

Women will strap a f***ing bomb

on them

if they lost a son.

Or a husband.

They will strap a bomb to a baby.

To them, they're going to heaven

if they kill us.

You go in this house,

anybody has a weapon.

Anyone is hiding behind

someone with a weapon.

They all go!

Don't think twice,

it's gonna get someone killed!

- You understand that?

- OoRah.

# 2000 people ? ? ?

# ? ? ? and all have been killed.

# ? ? ? terrorist flag.

- ? ? ?

- ? ? ?

- You guys ready?

- Yes sir.

Hey, who do you are tonight.

I want you to go down on market street,

right past Chestnut

Right here, the first

two houses on the left.

We got.. intel says they're suspecting

insurgent activity.

All right.

Round up the suspects,

there's a list of them right here.

You got the grid, corporal,

make it happen.

I got it, sir.

Hey! Hey!

Ey! Ey!

Shut the f*** up!

Ey! Ey! Jones!

Shut the f*** up!

He gotta say something.

Ey, listen up.

Ey, we're getting ready to go to

these f***ing ? ? ?

OoRah!

I want you to remember:

This is a IED factory.

Possible insurgents.

Remember the 50 Marines that just

got slaughtered

- before we f***ing got here.

- OoRah!

There's six that got dropped

in this city's streets.

- Let's kill the motherfuckers.

- It's payback time.

The Marines there are dying

every dayfrom IEDs.

- F***ing maggots!

- OoRah!

I'm fed up with this sh*t, man.

You will do what the

f*** you're trained for.

-Yeah!

Nobody gets f***ing killed!

- Let's do it!

Let's not get f***ing killed out there!

Let's go!

-Yeah! Yeah!

Ey, (soldier).

- Do the f*** as I say.

- Yes corporal.

Go baby, let's go.

Intercept. Set. ? ? ?

Get down!

Get down.

Tell them, over here.

Tell them all:

Get down.

Tell them to get down on the floor.

Hey, kid.

Come, up.

Everyone out.

Tell them all to go there.

Ey, Ey!

Tell them to go over there.

? ? ?

- Clear.

- ? ? ?

Ask them if there are

any insurgents near here.

Ask him,

Has he seen an insurgent?

He gathered some pictures.

Tell him to go get up and get 'em.

Sh*t.

Jesus Christ.

What the f*** they

did to this dude, man?

F***.

Ask him who did this to him.

He says that terrorist

of the insurgence.

I don't know what they belong to,

but I called him like

they are heart of war.

- Jesus Christ, look at that.

- They f***ed him up, huh?

- F***.

- ? ? ?

Hey man, they're all clear here, man.

(radio chatter)

Go go go go!

Move, move!

? ? ?

Holy f***ing sh*t.

Hey, call f***ing explosives.

Ey, let's get the f*** back down.

Ey! Ramirez!

- How's the sh*t!

- Ramirez.

- Yes.

- Ey, we got a shitload of bomb sh*t.

- F***.

- Where's Ali, ey!

Talk to the oldest man.

At the f***ing very

beginning right here.

He speaks a little English,

said nothing about this.

He knows everything.

- ? ? ?

- Got it.

Where's Gary?

- Where's Gary?

- Down on the street.

We got women and children right here.

All the men are right here.

Whose bombs are those upstairs?

I don't know anything about that.

- You don't know anything?

- Who knows?

- Who knows?

It's in your f***ing house, who knows?

There's a f***ing factory upstairs,

and you don't know sh*t about that, huh?

Ask why...

Ey Ali, come here.

Ey!

Tell him to stand up.

Whose bombs are those upstairs?

- What?

- He doesn't know.

You don't f***ing know?

Get down.

- Down at me.

- What the f*** is goin' on?

just watch ? ? ? frequency,

we can't be ? ? ?

Harold, get past these guys out here.

Down. Down.

Sir, we've got northwest corner

..to ? ? ? right now.

? ? ? shows a military age male

with shovel on roadside.

Might be planting an IED.

? ? ? coordinates 4-7-9-5-4-2-2-0.

Copy that.

- Take him out.

- Roger that.

This is ? ? ?

Listen to ? ? ?

Comin' down.

Intelligence is gonna take 'em

one by one and interrogate them.

We know they're guilty,

we found the explosives.

So they better not lie to us

cause we have their families for ransom.

They're f***ing with the wrong people.

This is the US Marines.

Not the f***ing boyscouts.

- Tell them to f***ing answer.

- F***ing answer!

Or you can tell the bombers to stay.

? ? ?

- Good morning, sir.

- Ey, what's up Ramirez.

Is there any way I can speak

to you in private?

Yeah, sure.

Come over here.

Best privacy I guess.

What's up?

Sir, I have a question.

I'm kinda having difficulties

to sleep at night.

Well, what's bothering you?

Just bad dreams,

sh*t I've seen.

I was wondering...

Is there any way I

can speak to a doctor?

I'm sorry, but you can't see a doctor

until your tour of duty is over.

That's the way the policy is.

You're gonna have to wait until

your tour of duty is over

and see a doctor in your leave.

Ey, listen up, gents.

Everybody takes his food over

the ? ? ? checkpoint.

All right?

Let's go.

Red Two, Red Three,

this is Red One, over.

We're gonna head down Market street,

make a right on chestnut

and....

- Ey, TJ.

- What's up?

- Give me a kiss.

- Are you ? ? ? , b*tch.

Not now.

Hey ? ? ? !

Pull over!

Pull over!

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