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and her man Jody

are doing in the hay...

or in the alley...

or in a hotel bed.

Is she up there yet?

What?

Get the f*** off me, man.

Don't worry, she will be.

She'll be right there.

She's gonna look beautiful

up there.

Yeah. Thank you.

I wonder what she's doing

right now.

No way to know.

(Sykes)

Now, here are the rules.

When you talk

to these reporters,

you do not get specific.

Tell them that there's

no better shooters

in the world...

than Marine snipers.

Tell them that you're happy

to be here.

You're proud of the mission.

All right?

And you can't wait to mash

the f*** out of these Iraqis.

Anything other than that

comes out of your mouth...

I get f***ed up.

And if I get f***ed up,

I'm gonna f*** you up.

(Sykes)

Take your shirts off.

Show your muscles.

You've been working out.

This is censorship.

This is what?

Censorship.

You're telling us what we can

and can't say to the press.

That's un-American.

Yeah, what about

freedom of speech?

The Constitution?

No, you signed a contract.

You don't have any rights.

You got any complaints,

you complain to

Saddam Insane...

and you see

if he gives a f***.

Why, that's exactly

what Saddam Hussein does.

You're treating us

the same way.

You are a Marine.

There's no such thing

as speech that is free.

You must pay

for everything that you say.

(cameraman)

We're rolling. Sound, speed.

(woman reporter)

You're a Marine

here in Saudi Arabia.

Are you glad to be here?

Oh, yes, ma'am,

I'm glad to be here.

My uncle and my father

served in Vietnam...

so I'm proud to serve

my country here.

I have supreme confidence

in all my leaders...

you know, from my team leader

to my President.

I'm very proud

to serve my country, yeah.

So, who's waiting

for you back home?

Can I give a message

to my brother?

Sure.

Tim, hey. He's gonna get this?

Uh-huh.

Tim! What's up?

I got your letter, man,

and you are a maniac.

[Screaming]

You're crazy.

He'll understand that.

You're a Marine

here in Saudi Arabia.

How do you hope

the Kuwaitis will greet you?

How do you feel

about the Iraqis?

They're the enemy.

Do you have nightmares

about them?

How do you...

[clearing throat]

I love it out here.

This is what I want.

'Cause I count for something.

Back home...

I'd be working some

nowhere job. Nobody would

even know I was alive.

"We burn the fat

off our souls. "

Hemingway, he said that.

Who's waiting

for you back home?

[Laughs]

Well, you know,

I have a girlfriend

waiting for me.

Anything you'd like

to say to her?

Yeah, sure. Yeah.

Hi, Kristina.

Here we are.

[Clears throat]

Are you scared?

Yes, ma'am,

I'm very happy to be here.

I love my country.

I miss my parents.

Hey, Mom, hey, Dad.

They're treating me

all right here.

It was an opportunity for me

to defend America...

the country which

has given freedom to me

and to my family.

And it is an honor

to fight for that freedom.

To defend my country...

and to serve my country...

and to learn skills

to eventually

go into law enforcement.

Are you scared?

Look...

I'm 20 years old...

and I was dumb enough

to sign a contract.

I can hear

their f***ing bombs already.

I can hear their bombs.

And I'm f***ing scared, yeah.

Don't tell my Staff Sergeant,

though, all right?

(woman reporter)

So in case

of a chemical attack...

what provisions

do your men have for that?

This is what we call

the NBC suits.

That's nuclear-biological

- chemical protective suits.

We also have a mask.

This is the M17 A1 mask...

which is fitted

with a drinking tube...

so these guys

can drink from

their canteens...

without taking off

their masks.

Oh, really?

Want to try it?

No, thanks, but can I hold it?

Yeah, sure.

It's heavy.

Yeah, it is.

But you know, we need these

in order to protect us.

They fight with all this

in all this heat?

Yes, they do.

They fight with it and...

As a matter of fact,

let me give you

a small demonstration of that.

Kruger, get rid of the ball.

Get rid of the ball.

Kruger! Get rid

of the f***ing ball.

(Sykes)

Ball.

F***.

Give me the ball.

All right, listen up, guys,

today is your lucky day.

These reporters want to see

how your NBC suits work.

All right, so we're gonna

continue this little

football game...

in full chemical gear.

[Laughing]

That's right.

Come on, let's go.

It's 112 degrees.

Then I guess

you won't be needing

your parkas, will you?

Let's play!

[Breathing heavily]

[All shouting]

I'm gonna hurt you, Swoff.

I'm gonna hurt you so bad.

Do you like pain?

(Marine #1)

Hut!

(Kruger)

Swoff!

(Swoff)

Where's the f***ing ball?

Swofford, what is that?

Swofford, I guess

you call that

using your head, huh?

Using his head.

(Marine #2)

Hut.

[All shouting]

(Marine #3)

Hut!

[Yelling]

[All cheering]

(Kruger)

Cortez!

F*** you! F*** you, b*tch!

Who got me? Who got me?

No, no, I want him.

You want

the Mexican leprechaun?

Well, let's take him.

Yeah, I'll take

the f***ing midget.

I'm the midget?

Let's go,

you squishy-faced retard.

Don't you ever call me

a squishy-face.

Squishy-face.

Let's go, baby, squishy-face!

Let's go, squishy-face.

Motherf***er!

[Marine yelling]

[Whistle blowing]

All right, that's it!

That's halftime!

Put the masks back on.

Bring the water.

We're gonna further

this demonstration.

Men, these M17 A1

drinking tubes...

are designed to work

perfectly with your canteen

and your mask.

Take the narrow part

of the tube...

with your fingers

extended and joined...

and place it into

the appropriate receptacle...

on the canteen lid.

The lid on my canteen's

f***ed.

Watch your mouth.

I got another one

for you right there.

(Troy)

My hydration tube is busted,

Staff Sergeant.

We're gonna die

of dehydration.

We're not gonna die.

Just cool it.

Staff Sergeant,

my drinking tube fell off...

at the gas chamber

at Pendleton.

It's been four months...

I understand that,

and I want everybody

to understand this!

F***ing piece of sh*t!

And I want you to play

f***ing ball!

(Marine)

Oh, that's a peach, baby! Go!

[Marines cheering]

Kruger of Arabia!

Kruger, field f***.

Field f***?

Field f***!

It's just good

old American...

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playing]

Sh*t.

Stop it. Stop it,

you a**holes. Stop it!

(Sykes)

Put your clothes on!

Come on, bring the camera.

You're gonna put

your clothes on

and quit acting like monkeys.

You stupid motherfuckers.

Put your clothes on, a**holes!

[All cheering]

(Kruger)

Come on.

Let's go check out

the artillery and everything.

Field what?

He said "field fun. "

That's one of the exercises

that we run here in the field.

The armory.

Why don't we have

a look at that?

Yeah, let's...

[all yelling]

[Marines all hooting]

Come back soon, now, you hear?

I don't hear you laughing now.

[All laughing]

I can't hear you.

That's better. Sounds jovial.

Platoon! Atten-hut!

(Sykes)

Lance Corporal Swofford!

Yes, Staff Sergeant!

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