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On my life, he just said

your son's name, man.

He said it.

Let's just get

where we're going.

- Hello?

- Devin.

Yo.

- Hey.

- What the f***...

Hey, sorry

I'm calling late, man.

You doing something right now?

- Uh, n-no.

- Can you talk?

Yeah, man.

I was trying to get

ahold of Natalie,

but I can't get her

on cell or Skype. so...

Yeah, yeah, no, of course, man.

Um, yeah, I think, you know,

I think she's been pretty hectic

with Johnny's,

you know, practice,

and working late

and whatever, so...

But I can go 'round and check

it out if you're worried.

- Yeah, can you do that?

- Yeah, man, of course.

- How's Johnny?

- Johnny's great, man.

He's good, yeah.

He's killing it.

- Really!

- Man, he's murdering, bro.

Roma's got nothing

on that kid, man.

No!

Not that Rome's

got anything on anybody,

- you know how it is.

- Yeah.

So, it's pretty f***ed up

over there, huh?

Yeah, it's pretty f***ed up.

Listen, good news.

Um, I'm headed your way,

like, a week from tomorrow.

Get outta here.

- Yeah, for real.

- Wow.

Yeah, I got this thing

off my arm, bro. I'm coming.

That's great.

Yeah.

Anyway, you know,

I just want to thank you

for going to check on things.

Oh, come on, man, of course.

- Yeah.

- Of course.

If you see Natty,

tell her I love her.

I will.

Tell her to pick up

her cell phone.

- Yeah, okay, man.

- All right.

Your address, 2273 Minnesota Street,

is that correct?

Yes, sir.

And that's where your wife

and child reside?

Yes, sir.

I don't really see what that

has to do with anything, sir.

Why you keep looking

at that paper.

Would you rather I not?

I don't know.

Is there a reason you

asked about my address?

Just making sure you're you.

Okay.

Am I me?

I believe so.

Why don't we talk about Kamdesh?

I mean, that's the reason

I'm here, isn't it?

Okay.

Kamdesh.

Can they give the sh*t vehicles

to the Army next time?

This is bullshit.

- Machines break down, Marine.

- Yes, they do.

We're all good up here.

This area is secure.

We're at war, Marine.

Nothing's secure.

Yes, sir.

Candygram.

Trick or treat.

They want a f***ing hand delivery.

Yeah, that's why I don't bother.

How's the arm, Roberts?

- Great.

- Yeah?

- Yeah. Uh-huh.

- You've been whacking it?

How about Drummer?

You been whacking Drummer'?

- Yep.

- How we doing down there, Jones?

Two minutes should be good

to pull her out, sir.

Let's keep our heads on,

Marines!

Come on, it's candy!

Everybody likes it.

They don't like the candy.

I can't get anything out of these kids.

You see him on the second deck?

They say gluten-free.

- Shut the f*** up.

- Just about good here, sir.

These kids must be on

the f***ing Atkins Diet, or some sh*t.

Sir, we're just about good here!

Sir, I got movement,

second deck, 2-7.

All right, back her up!

Ready to go!

Oh, f***!

I.E.D.! I.E.D.!

Yeah!

What the f***!

Pull that 50!

We've got troops in combat!

Troops in combat!

Go, go!

Take cover!

Pull the pin! Second deck!

We're moving!

Come on, sir!

F***!

Backtrack!

What the hell are you doing?

It's a carbide rifle! F***!

- Sir!

- Take it!

Keep it coming!

Keep it coming!

We're good!

What the f***.

What the f*** are we doing here?

Set!

Grenade!

Go, go, go!

Is there a reason you

don't want to discuss

what you saw in that room?

What I saw in the room, sir?

Experienced.

Gabriel, you've been through

a series of traumatic events.

I don't know.

I prefer if we just move on.

I'll be fine, sir.

I'd assure you, these are things

you do not simply move on from.

What do you suggest

that I do, then?

That's what we're

here to sort out.

Either way, we have

a mandatory date again.

Funded by a government who'd

like to see people like me gone.

Gone?

Maybe if you looked

at the spike in suicide rates

of military personnel in this country,

you'd know what you're looking for.

And what would that be?

Has that been a problem?

- Gabriel.

- Yes, sir.

You brought up suicide.

Is there a reason you did that?

I don't know.

I just don't want

my kid to hurt.

Of course.

You want to kill me, don't you?

I just want to find my son.

You're a Marine, huh?

Hoorah.

You know where

my son is, Charles?

I haven't seen anybody.

I'd tell you if I did.

What the f*** is that?

What is that?

There's people in that building.

- Who are they?

- I don't... I don't know.

- I don't see...

- Are they Americans?

F*** if I know, man.

They might as well roll

the red carpet out on these borders,

people they let

into this goddamned country.

Holy f***.

Still not concerned about

what you friend here is up to, huh?

That's a motherfucking

cell phone, dog.

Dev, there's people

in my building.

- In that building.

- What?

There's people.

You just said

there was nobody here.

- There's people in that building.

- Who's over there?

They got kids in the building?

There are kids over there?

What you seeing, Drummer?

They got kids in that building?

Where you going?

Hey, motherf***er!

- Where you going, man?

- I'm not going anywhere.

- Where you going?

- I'm not going anywhere.

He's trying to run, man.

Who are you calling

on this phone?

- I'm not calling...

- Who are you calling on this phone?

What?

- What is this?

- What do you see?

- What did you see, Drummer?

- How did you get this?

How did you get this envelope?

How did you get this envelope?

- Listen, I don't know.

- How did you get this envelope?

It's an envelope addressed to my kid.

My f***ing envelope.

It's addressed to Johnny?

What do you know about that'!

- My envelope, it's not.

- What?

My envelope. How the f***

did you have my envelope?

Wait, wait, wait! F***!

No!

Clear left!

- Clear right!

- Overhead check clear!

Team 4, team 4!

We're moving to the second deck!

We'll take them!

So, I'd like to discuss,

if you would, the incident.

I'd like to start

from your point of entry...

what you saw

and what you experienced.

It was you

and Corporal Devin Roberts.

Corporal Roberts, myself,

Second Lieutenant Taylor.

We entered the first floor,

cleared and neutralized

the first floor, and then...

we went to the second floor.

Where there was a room.

Yes, sir.

On the f***ing ground!

On the ground! On the ground!

Clear left! Sh*t.

Boys, move in closer!

Come down! Get down! Get down!

On the ground!

Get on the ground!

Hey, hey, come on!

Get on the ground.

Roberts! Roberts!

Hey, take a breath.

Down. On the ground.

We're clear right!

On the ground. On the ground!

Don't come at me.

Get on the ground.

Sh*t.

Shh. Down. Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.

Drummer, we got this.

Check that room!

Roger.

Keep time.

Hey, hey, hey, hey!

Get off me!

Get on the ground.

- Are we clear?

- Clear, Roberts.

It's okay. Hey. Hey.

It's okay. Nice and easy.

Lance Corporal, are we clean'?

- Drummer, are we clear?

- All clear!

Room's clear,

just checking on dead.

I haven't checked those

motherfuckers over there yet.

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