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the Jamaican bobsled team.

Am I right, Marines?

Yes, Sergeant!

- Am I right, Marines?

- Yes, sir!

The f***.

That burns like a motherf***er.

Like a motherf***er.

Like a motherf***er, man.

Hit that fan.

All right.

You'll be all right, brother.

Love you, man.

Yo, Sergeant Miller,

how about a speech?

Come on.

They don't pay me

for speeches, little spoon.

- It's big spoon, man.

- Ain't what I heard.

Peek at you, snuggling.

Sir.

All right.

Um, in a few short days,

you guys will be assigned units,

and there you'll

go where duty calls.

It's that simple.

So with not much left to say,

I will leave you with the words

of the late, great,

Eleanor Roosevelt,

who so eloquently stated,

"The Marines I've seen

around this world

have the cleanest bodies,

filthiest minds, highest morale...

and lowest morals

of any group of animals

I've ever seen."

Why are you looking at me, man?

Thank God for the United States

Marine Corps!

- Hooah! Yeah!

- Let's give him one!

Eat up. I'm-a eat.

- What you want?

- Give me a hotdog, big spoon.

All right.

Hey, bring me one.

Great speech.

Yeah.

Nothing like

an Eleanor Roosevelt quote

to get the crowd going.

- "Elyeanor."

- It's Eleanor, baby.

I'm just saying it

'cause he said it.

Good throw, Jon!

Nice spiral, baby!

- Kid's got an arm, man!

- Yeah, he does.

Peewee league, man,

that's all I'm saying.

That's a good idea, actually.

- Peewee league. Yeah.

- You think?

I guess it would be good for him

to be around other dads

and stuff while you're away.

- Yeah.

- Yeah.

So, yeah.

Yeah, if it makes

him happy, yeah.

It'll make him happy.

Jon! Hey, Jon!

What do you think

about peewee league?

Yeah!

- Peewee league?

- Yeah.

- Sold.

- Sold.

Throw me one, Jon.

- Corporal Devin Roberts.

- Mm-hmm.

I'd like to understand the relationship

between you both.

There's not much to understand.

We grew up on the same block.

His parents kicked him out,

my parents took him in,

and right around the time we ran into

things in common, we shipped off.

To war.

To war.

He's my battle buddy.

We kicked in doors together,

we took enemy fire...

it's just not a relationship

you'd understand...

if you haven't been

through it, I guess.

Well, I've seen it

discussed a lot,

so why don't you try me?

"Discussed a lot."

Something funny about that?

It's just different.

Boots on the ground.

Yeah?

Yeah, it's not that,

it's just something

you don't discuss.

What you saw.

My name's Gabriel Drummer.

I'm looking for my family.

Oh, well, f***ing A.

Look at me.

I'm going to show you, okay?

I need you to look at the photo.

Show you this photo, Charles.

This is my wife and son.

Gabriel the archangel.

Can you look at the photo?

I don't know anything, man.

- Look at the photo, Charles.

- I don't know anything.

Look at it!

Do you recognize the faces?

- Ain't nobody here, man.

- Have you seen these people?

- Ain't nobody here, man.

- Yeah, but you.

But you. You're here.

And now you.

Hey, you think I won't kill you?

You think I won't

kill you, Charles?

- No.

- No?

I mean, yeah...

You think

I won't kill you? Hmm?

- No.

- Look at me.

Yes. I mean, yes, I will.

Yo, f*** this fool, man.

Let's just take his sh*t and go.

You need sleep, Charles.

You got shelter around here?

- Charles.

- Answer the question.

Where's home?

Over there.

Get your sh*t, Charles.

Hey, you almost done,

little man?

I'm gonna go outside.

Hey, so I was talking

to some of the aides

over at Johnny's school

about the little football program.

Peewee league?

Yeah, they said they're

gonna have it at night

with some other activities

when I'm at work.

That's perfect.

They're already putting together

all these care packages for you,

all kinds of sweet things.

I'm easy, you know.

Just peanut butter anything,

and I'm good.

Right, Jon?

- You all right, pal?

- Yeah.

Gabe.

- Hey.

Gabe, can I please just

have a minute with you?

Yeah.

What, so you're

just going to pretend

like this isn't happening?

I mean, I don't know

what you want me to say, Nat.

- I can't be a single mom, Gabe.

- You're not a single mom.

You know, there's a war going on,

I'm not making it up.

It's something we were

both aware of when we signed up.

- When you signed up.

- Okay, Natty.

And what.

What does Devin get to do'?

Why does he get to stay back,

'cause he broke his arm?

I mean, he gets

to stay back for what?

Because we need

a presence here as well.

Why? Who the f***'s

attacking America?

You're gonna be okay, Nat.

Really?

Afghanistan, Gabe?

You think that

I want to do this,

that this is something

I want to do,

like I can't wait to go to war?

You know, I'd love to stay here

and just be here with you, Natty,

but I can't do that.

That's not an option for me.

Man...

I'm sorry.

You know, it's not easy

for me, either.

You're mad and he's mad and...

No, I'm sad,

and he's f***ing sad,

and the whole neighborhoods sad.

Stop. Hey, come on.

Stop, Nat.

Natty, I'm sorry.

Come on.

We're gonna be fine.

Hey, we're gonna be fine.

Come on.

Don't look at me.

We're gonna be fine.

- I love you.

- I love you.

Hey, bud.

- You're leaving.

- Yeah.

You won't play anymore? Why?

You know, I was thinking about...

I was thinking about...

You know, in the old days,

we used to send letters.

I mean, way back, you know.

It was, like, a big process.

You had to, like,

write it by hand.

You had a find a stamp,

find a mailbox.

It was just

this whole big thing.

Now, we don't have

to do that anymore,

'cause now we got

email and Skype...

It's almost like

I'm here already, you know?

And before you know it,

I will be.

You know?

I could give you something.

Yeah.

What is it?

It's me and Mom.

Oh!

Mom know you have this?

You sneaky little weasel.

I love you, man.

I love you so much.

And when you get there,

will you do that

letter thing with me?

Yeah, I'll do the letter thing

as soon as I get there.

Soon as I land,

I'll start with the letter thing.

In hand, every day.

All right?

Look at me. Man down.

Man down.

All right.

Last stop.

You know, it was you that got me

into this sh*t.

Yeah, well, seemed like

a good idea at the time.

Mm.

Hey, man, you could always

put your arm through a f***ing window.

Yeah.

I can't believe this sh*t.

You're the only family

I ever had, man.

All right, don't do that sh*t now.

Just watch out for mine,

all right?

- You know I will.

- L know you will.

All right,

send me pictures and...

I know what kind

of pictures you want.

Yeah, all right.

Don't be a b*tch out there!

You know me.

I don't know where he is...

I don't know where Johnny is.

What'd you say?

Hey, what did you just say?

- What'd you say?

- Nothing. I didn't...

No, you just said "Johnny," man.

You recognize the boy

in the photo?

- What?

- My son?

- I don't recognize anyone.

- That's bullshit.

That's bullshit, man.

He's lying to you.

He just said Johnny's name.

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