Drones Page #6

But here's your problem, airman:

If anything goes wrong

with this mission,

I will hold

you both responsible.

She may outrank you,

but you're the pilot.

I... yes sir, I just... I'm not clear

on the protocol of this situation.

Lieutenant Lawson, you swore an

oath to defend the United States

from her enemies.

Now honor that oath.

You have a top-level Al qaeda

operative in your sights,

and I expect him to be in the

devil's hands within three minutes.

Do you read me, lieutenant?

Lieutenant!

Yes sir, loud and clear.

I'll be watching you. Out.

Yes sir. Out.

More like "ouch!"

Are you ready to do this now?

Look at this guy drinking wine.

You're getting thirsty?

Come on, let's do this.

What if the colonel's

completely wrong?

"What if the colonel's

completely wrong?"

- About what?

- Everything.

What if his intel's

completely f***ed up?

Because this guy is

clearly not Al qaeda.

How the f***

would you know that?

Drinking alcohol

is strictly prohibited.

I'm sure these dudes sneak

a sip every now and again.

Come on, he's not sneaking.

Look, he's twirling his wife

around like he's a pro.

Oh my God. Two of the 9/11 terrorists

took dancing lessons in Florida.

- So the f*** what?

- His wife isn't wearing a burka or a hijab.

None of the women are.

We haven't seen a single thing

that says Al qaeda,

Muslim fundamentalist or any of that.

You know, this whole birthday party

with the barbecue and the K-Mart hats?

I mean, honestly, Jack,

how Western can you get?

Do you know what real Muslim

fundamentalists would think of this?

No, I don't.

I'm pretty sure

you're about to tell me.

"It's unanimously forbidden

for a Muslim to celebrate"

his own birthday with a party,

or distributing food,

"or special costumes,

or dancing."

I don't care if this guy

celebrates his birthday

doing the f***ing cha-cha-cha

in a bunny suit.

I don't care. We have to kill him.

He's a terrorist.

Well, we're calling him

a terrorist because he went

across the border and he conspired

to kill this Pakistani general,

- waleed zehawi.

- No, that's not why.

We're calling him a terrorist

because the chain of command

says he's a f***ing terrorist.

What the hell's

the matter with you?

"Zehawi is one of the strongmen

who tried to prevent"

a Democratic election in 2011.

His unit was responsible

for breaking up demonstrations

"and sometimes

torturing dissidents."

Remember that?

They said there was gonna be

- a demonstration on Tuesday.

- So what?

So what if mahmoud wasn't

even trying to kill zehawi?

I mean, maybe he was just

organizing demonstrations

and we're taking him out 'cause we're

sucking up to the Pakistani government?

I don't know, okay?

I'm just a kid from the

South side of chica...

- I'm not into politics!

- Jack, doesn't it piss you off

that people may be lying to you

to get you to kill children?

If you start thinking like that,

you're gonna go f***ing nuts, okay?

Trust me.

What about the mother

and daughter you took out?

What if that mission was a lie?

That is none of your business,

so don't f***ing

go there, lieutenant.

How do you know for sure that

guy was really funding Al qaeda?

You don't. It could be another

Pakistani civil war thing

and you took out that

little girl for no reason.

What the f***

did I just say to you?

- I am not gonna kill random civilians.

- What do you think I am,

a piece of sh*t?

And I wanted to kill that little girl?

I am not a f***ing terrorist.

That is not what I am.

All right? I am a soldier.

That had to take out

a little girl and her mother.

And every night I toast to them.

Before I go to sleep.

But it doesn't matter,

'cause that's the type

of sh*t that happens in war.

You better get used to it.

Lieutenant.

Sh*t.

- Sir.

- It's been three minutes.

Tell me mahmoud kahlil

is not longer with us.

- I'm not gonna kill him, sir.

- Lieutenant!

You are threatening

to commit an act

of gross insubordination

on the field of battle.

Sir, I am not prepared

to kill 12 people

in order to take out

mahmoud kahlil.

I'm not convinced that he or

his family are really Al qaeda.

This is an article 32 offense.

Arguably, it meets

the definition of treason.

According to the nuremberg principles...

you will be court-martialed.

You will do time

in a military prison.

- A lot of time.

- I realize that, sir.

Your father will not

be able to protect you.

It's a matter

of conscience, sir.

Damn.

Airman bowles.

- Yes sir.

- I order you to disregard

any orders

from lieutenant Lawson

and expend

the ordinance yourself.

I'm ordered to disregard orders?

I can do that, sir.

No, he can't do that, sir.

Advanced controls are on my console.

Airman, what are you?

About 6'2", 180?

On a good day, sir, yeah.

And what's the lieutenant?

Sh-she's a girl.

How big is she?

5'7", 130 tops?

Ye... yes, give or take,

probably take.

Excellent.

Airman bowles,

I want you to employ

any means necessary

to stop her from interfering

with this mission.

- Pardon me, sir?

- Are you kidding me?

If you fail to take action,

airman bowles,

I will have you

court-martialed as well.

Sir, I'm a little worried

that if I take action

against the lieutenant,

that her father

may take action against me.

Don't worry

about general Lawson.

I just got

off the phone with him.

You talked to my dad about this?

In fact, it was his suggestion

that if you cause

further problems,

airman bowles should deal

with you as necessary.

- Yeah, he'd never say that.

- Your father understands

that you cannot let

your personal feelings

prevent you from doing

your sworn duty.

Airman bowles, what is

your precise bingo time?

It is 20:
24, sir.

Then you'd better act

within the next 19 minutes

if you expect to wake up

tomorrow a free man.

Now do it. Out.

- Yeah, don't even think about it.

- Jesus Christ, lieutenant.

- Jack, come on, you know I'm right.

- I'm not...

I'm not gonna disobey

a direct order.

- Well, according to international law...

- I don't wanna...

God damn it.

I don't wanna beat you up.

I'm not gonna... just...

- Jack.

- Lieutenant.

God.

Ow! Oh God.

Holy sh*t.

Sorry. You okay?

No, God damn it.

I'm f***ed.

I tried to warn you.

Hey, you know what?

I know how we can fix this.

Yeah, I'm sure you have a

f***ing wonderfully stupid idea.

No, listen to me.

What if I really f*** you up?

I think you've done enough.

We'll give you some

really nice bruises,

make it look like

you tried to do your duty,

- but I stopped you.

- I'm sorry.

Your big solution is to tell

everybody I got beat up by a girl?

I'm not just any girl, Jack.

I could outbox

half the guys at the academy.

I'm well aware

of that now, okay?

You're just...

you're still a girl.

Wow.

You're more concerned

about seeming macho

than about saving

12 people's lives?

You're an even

bigger p*ssy than I thought.

What about you?

- What about me?

- Oh my God.

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