Black Hawk Down

There.

Technicals, nine o'clock.

Oh, sh*t! Did you see that?

Chief, we got unarmed civilians

getting shot down here at nine o'clock.

I got it, Matt.

I don't think we can touch this.

Command, Super 64...

...we got militia shooting civilians

at the food distribution centre.

Request permission to engage.

Super 64, are you taking fire? Over.

Negative, command.

U.N.'s jurisdiction, 64.

We cannot intervene.

-Return to base. Over.

-Roger.

Leaving.

General Garrison?

No, thanks. I got one.

But these are Cuban.

Bolivar Belicoso.

So is this.

Miami, my friend, is not Cuba.

I see not catching Aidid

is becoming a routine.

We weren't trying to catch Aidid.

We were trying to catch you.

Me?

But am I that important?

I hardly think so.

-You're just a businessman.

-Trying to make a living.

Yeah. Selling guns to Aidid's militia.

You've been here, what?

Six weeks?

Six weeks

you are trying to catch the general.

You put up reward posters.

$25,000. What is this?

Gunfight at the K.O. Corral?

It's the O.K. Corral.

Do you think bringing me in

will make him suddenly come to you?

Make him more agreeable?

You know where he sleeps.

You pay for his beds, much less his militia.

We're not leaving Somalia till we find him.

And we will find him.

Don't think because I grew up

without running water...

...I am simple, General.

I do know something about history.

See all this? It's simply shaping tomorrow.

A tomorrow without a lot

of Arkansas white boys' ideas in it.

Well, I wouldn't know about that.

I'm from Texas.

Mr. Garrison,

I think you shouldn't have come here.

This is civil war.

This is our war.

Not yours.

That's not a war, Mr. Atto.

That's genocide.

Now, you enjoy that tea, you hear?

How'd he strike you?

Urbane, sophisticated, cruel.

Yeah, he's a good catch.

It'll take time, but Aidid will feel the loss.

I'm not sure time is something we got

in great supply.

This isn't Iraq, you know.

Much more complicated than that.

Boss, most of Washington might disagree.

They've been calling for situation reports

every morning this week.

Well, tell them the situation is fragile.

Ladies and gentlemen,

I'm Cliff "Elvis" Wolcott.

I'll be your pilot today.

Federal regulations designate this

a non-smoking Black Hawk helicopter.

Those in Mogadishu frequent flyer program

will earn 100 free credits.

And as always, the air sickness bags

are in the seatback in front of you.

Number one indications are good, Cliff.

Put her on two.

You're still clear.

I've got some bad news.

"Limo" is a word, Durant.

I don't want to hear about it.

It is not a word.

It's an abbreviation of a word.

"Limo" is a word in common usage.

That is the key phrase in Scrabble,

my good friend. Common usage.

If it's not in the dictionary it doesn't count!

It doesn't have to be in the dictionary!

It does have to be in the dictionary!

When we get back to the base,

it's coming off.

You touch my "limo"

and I'll spank you, Nightstalker.

Yeah, promises.

That's a nice beach down there.

How's the water?

Yeah, it's nice and warm.

And it's loaded with sharks.

-Name.

-Todd.

-Last name.

-Blackburn.

First name, Todd.

-So, what's it like?

-What's what like?

Mogadishu. The fighting.

-Serial number.

-72163427.

Firstly, it's "the Mog" or simply "Mog."

No one calls it Mogadishu here.

Secondly, I wouldn't know

about the fighting, so don't ask.

Why not?

Didn't I just say, "Don't ask"?

You look like you're about 12,

so let me explain something to you.

I have a rare and mysterious skill

that precludes me from doing missions.

Typing.

-Can you type?

-No.

-Date of birth.

-2-27-75.

Well, I'm here to kick some ass.

Let's bring it in.

Nice, man! Very smooth!

Single shot through the engine block.

Sh*t, that's a shame. That was a nice jeep.

Cease fire! Cease fire!

Check your weapons!

Sergeant Eversmann.

Private First Class Blackburn.

Yeah?

Reporting for duty.

Not to me. You're reporting to Lt. Beales.

He should be here somewhere.

Can I leave him with you?

Yeah, go ahead.

-You brought your weapon.

-Yes, sir.

Want me to shoot? I'm rested.

-When did you get in?

-Just now, Sergeant.

Hey, who's hungry?

What is this, Sarg'nt?

Another taxpayer-funded Delta safari?

-Not if General Garrison is asking.

-I'm asking.

Have a nice meal, Captain.

-Hey, man, there's a line.

-I know.

-Well, this isn't the back of it.

-Yeah, I know.

Sergeant. Sergeant.

What's going on here?

Some aerial target practice, sir.

Didn't want to leave it behind.

I'm talking about your weapon.

Delta or no Delta, that's a hot weapon.

You know better than that.

Safety should be on at all times on base.

Well, this is my safety, sir.

Let it go, sir.

The guy hasn't eaten in a couple of days.

You Delta boys

are a bunch of undisciplined cowboys.

Let me tell you something, Sarg'nt.

When we get on a five-yard line,

you're going to need my Rangers.

Y'all better learn to be team players.

We're done here.

Speak up. You say this is your safety?

Well, this is my boot, son.

And it will fit up your ass

with the proper amount of force.

-Is that a Jersey accent?

-I'm trying to do this, give me a break.

Take those sunglasses off.

Delta wants to wear Oakleys,

that's their business.

I don't want to see them on you again.

Is that a hot weapon?

Is that your move?

Is my hand on the piece?

I can mate you in three whatever you do.

I'd keep my eye on that queen

before counselling others.

Well, she's just lying in wait.

Yikes.

It's good. You're really improving.

If I may make a suggestion... Observation.

Go ahead.

-It's a children's book, right?

-Right.

They are not supposed to scare

the living sh*t out of the children.

This is the part of the story

where our knight is slaying the dragon.

That's scary.

Besides, my daughter loves this stuff.

Thought you finished that last week.

You done?

Hey, we are at the 10-yard line here, men.

You understand?

Can you count? One, two, ten.

Okay? Where are my running backs?

Where are my running backs?

Hey, I didn't see you at church on Sunday.

You had something more important to do?

Not on Sunday, you don't. Not anymore.

I will make you believe, you understand?

Pretty funny, hoo-ah?

It was a good impression.

I recognize myself.

All right, carry on.

-I'd like a word, specialist.

-Sir.

You understand why we have

a chain of command, don't you?

Roger that, sir.

If you ever undermine me again,

you'll clean latrines with your tongue...

...till you taste no difference

between sh*t and French fries.

-Are we clear?

-Hoo-ah, sir.

All right.

Listen to this:

If one skinny kills another his clan owes

the dead guy's clan a hundred camels.

A hundred camels.

Camels. I wouldn't pay one camel.

Must be a lot of f***ing camel debt.

Is that really true, Lieutenant?

Ask Sgt. Eversmann. He likes skinnies.

Sgt. Eversmann,

you really like the skinnies?

It's not that I like them or I don't like them.

I respect them.

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