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- 2007
- 13 min
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with the scorpions. Understand me?
- What do I use for t.p., sir?
- Use your f***ing hand.
Yes, Sarge.
Yo!
Colonel Redding?
Sh*t!
Stupid bats!
No gas, sir, but I found this.
Satellite phone. Must have been
how they contacted base.
- I don't think it's working.
- Damn, somebody's got a temper.
Oh, mine's all buttoned up, Sarge.
Nobody's home.
- Must be one of theirs.
Wilson. Han.
Are you there?
Hello.
Who the f*** is this?
This is Sergeant Jeffrey Millstone
of the U.S. National Guard.
Who is this,
and what's your position?
I need help.
Are you in distress?
F***. Spitter, what's the range
on these things?
Couple miles.
Line of sight.
Sarge!
Looks like a signal mirror.
It's got to be him.
We're on a search and rescue mission.
- That's right we are!
- Shut the f*** up!
I said search and rescue,
not f***ing spring break.
I want you back here with weapons
and gear for a climbing assault in five.
- Yes, sir.
- Yes, sir, Sarge.
Do you think it's a good idea going up
there without contacting headquarters?
Do you like f***ing with me, Napoleon?
I think you do.
You know what?
You're officially in charge
of guarding the latrine. . .
. . . not using it, but guarding it.
I want you to stand on one leg and
hold your rifle over your f***ing head. . .
. . . and make sure that no one
steals or molests that Port-a-Potty.
Or I will have your Gomer Pyle
ass court-martialed immediately.
Do you understand what I am saying
to you? Do you understand me!?
Yeah, I'll go.
I just think that it's a bad idea.
- Go and guard that f***ing latrine, now!
- Sir, yes, sir!
- Live ammo or blanks?
- One live mag each weapon. It's heavier.
Flashlights and hydration packs, too. The
more weight, the better for you clowns.
You're halfway through your training and
you look like a bunch of raw recruits.
You're a disgrace
to the U.S. National Guard. . .
. . . and wouldn't last five minutes
in combat!
One leg, Gomer Pyle!
The rest of you. . .
. . . get your asses up that hill and wipe
those silly smiles off your faces, now!
Let's move!
One leg, Pyle! One leg.
You're so bad.
- Company halt! Johnson!
- Sir?
You stay here.
Spitter's coming with us. Get on the
main radio and try to raise somebody.
If you can get through to a medvac,
the guy'll have a hell of a better chance.
Now move.
Yes, Sarge.
Don't forget to write.
Get going! Turn around!
One leg!
- When I grew up my momma said
- When I grew up my momma said
If I wasn 't in the Army then I'd be dead
If I wasn 't in the Army then I'd be dead
I told her "Look at me now, Mom"
I told her "Look at me now, Mom
That's what happens
when you miss the prom"
One leg, Gomer Pyle!
Mayday, mayday. This is
the National Guard Yankee Five Niner. . .
. . . calling the Yuma Flats Base
requesting a medvac, over.
Hello?
Sh*t.
Mayday, mayday. This is the
National Guard Yankee Five Niner. . .
. . . calling the Yuma Flats Base
requesting a medvac, over.
What the hell are scientists doing
way the hell out here?
There's nothing but rocks
and rattlesnakes.
Army business, dumbass.
And definitely none of your business.
- But, Sarge, I am in the army.
- Which gives you the right. . .
- . . . To shut the f*** up.
- Okay, I'll just shut the f*** up then.
How many people
are supposed to be here?
I have no idea.
Maybe we can ask him up there.
What are we supposed to do
when we find this dude?
That depends on how bad he is. We wait
for a medvac or hump him down by hand.
I know I'm not supposed to talk,
Sarge, but I hope he--
- Sh*t, man!
- Help!
I got you!
Come on. Pull him up.
I got you, Mickey!
Oh, sh*t!
Hello.
- Sh*t.
- You saved my life, Sarge.
Yeah, well, nobody's perfect.
- How far down does that thing go?
- China?
Could be a hundred feet deep,
Just waiting to suck your ass in.
So keep your eyes open.
There's a lot of old mines around here.
How's your ankle, Mickey?
Yeah, I'm fine. I'm fine.
Let's go.
- We cannot afford to slow down.
- Hey, come on, Sarge. Let's go.
- Head back to base camp.
- Come on, Sarge.
Mick, back to camp. Now.
That's an order.
What the f*** is everybody looking at?
Let's keep moving.
Screw it.
You're not supposed to do that.
Duty calls.
Mayday, mayday, this is the
National Guard Yankee Five Niner. . .
. . . calling the Yuma Flats Base
requesting a medvac, over.
Mayday, mayday, this is the National
Guard Yankee Five Niner. . . .
. . . calling the Yuma Flats Base
requesting a medvac, over.
Oh, f***! F***!
- What?
- There's a hand in the shitter!
- What?
- Check it out!
F***ing. . . .
There's nobody in there.
Down there.
- Who was that guy?
- Shitman the barbarian, I have no idea!
Help me!
- Oh, man.
- Oh, God.
I can't tell one rock from another.
Seems like that's the only way up.
Right there.
- That ain't so bad.
- No, man.
Not so bad at all.
If you're a f***ing squirrel.
What's with all these cuts?
I don't know.
Who did this to you?
They're here.
Who's they?
None of the cuts were that deep.
- Massive infection.
- What?
Sh*t stinks because
it's full of pathogens.
Whoever did this to him,
wanted him to die slowly.
What kind of person
could do that to someone?
I honestly don't know.
Let's go, Delmar.
There you go.
Pick your spots!
Find the creases.
You got it. You got it.
Keep going, soldier.
There you go.
That's what I'm talking about, Delmar!
All right! All right!
All right!
Spider-Man.
You are officially a bad motherf***er.
Stump, you're up next.
The rest of you get your asses ready!
All right, Stump, let's go.
Let's get it going.
Where'd you go from here, Delmar?
Love you, Mommy.
Take your time
but pick your spots, Stump.
- A**hole!
- Easy. Sarge says we're moving out.
Well, make some noise next time
you come up behind me!
Yeah, whatever.
I'm just the messenger.
Chicks, man.
Hello. Hello, over.
Hello! Hello, over.
Can you get through to them?
Radio sucks.
Hello! Sarge? Anybody?
Holy sh*t!
- Oh, my God.
- Oh, no, no, no, no!
- God.
- Sh*t!
What are you doing?
F***!
- What?
- Where's your rifle?
Oh, God. It's gone.
Oh, God!
- Let's just get up there.
- No, we're not going up that hill.
I'm not hiding down here and waiting
for them to come down.
What? You scared?
Right, forgot who I was speaking to.
The same genius who got his
Didn't you hear what he said?
Someone is here.
You wanna die like him?
Let's just get up with the others.
Hello, Sarge?
Hello, Sarge!
Hello? Sarge? Anyone?
Can anybody out there read me?
- Napoleon!
- What?
I don't know--
Amber!
Napoleon!
I hit him?
Mickey! Mickey!
Hey, who was that?
Mickey, something's going on.
Oh, God. Are you all right?
Yeah, I just twisted my ankle.
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