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hopefully draw enough wiggle room
for the marines tomorrow.
- Good.
- The forecast says tonight's the night.
If we don't go in tonight,
likely have to wait maybe another week.
I want Karzai to sign off on this.
Cory, can you get him on the phone?
Copy.
And why these spots?
ISR is telling us these locations
are where there still appears to be
a concentration of movement.
Obviously, we're proceeding
under the assumption
that anyone who isn't a bad guy
has moved on or at least hunkered down.
We've made it clear
to the whole city that's the thing to do.
If I could just ask
a question, General.
Shoot!
I know this is Marjah,
as to why you're sending boys
to Nawzad and Musa Qala.
I mean, there's nothing out there.
I'm just not quite clear what it is
you're trying to control there.
Apart from nothing.
You see this map, Frank?
This one, hmm?
This here is the mess
Now, we've been kind enough
to plan this operation in such a way
as to not make it look like the Americans
are here to get done what you couldn't.
But that is what's happening.
Hmm? So, Frank, uh...
while your input is greatly appreciated...
It is.
I wouldn't want you to think
that it isn't. It is.
I'd also appreciate if you would take
one nice, big step back
and let me get this sh*t done.
Yeah. Hmm? Yeah?
- What?
- I can't get him.
They're telling me
he's in bed with a cold.
Well, did you tell 'em what it's about?
I didn't tell 'em exactly
what it was about.
- I said it was very important.
- Jesus H. Christ.
- Just dial the number again. I'll talk.
- Right. Copy.
Thanks, Bernie.
Let's assume this is happening.
I'll give you the green light
soon as I get it.
- Yes, sir.
- I have General McMahon on the line.
Hello, who am I speaking with?
This is General McMahon.
I need to speak
I understand he's not feeling well,
but I need to speak with him.
Is he awake?
Good. Put him on. Put the call through.
What do you mean, he doesn't have one?
What world leader
doesn't have a phone in his bedroom?
Does he have a cell phone in there?
- Did you try his cell phone?
What?
Well, tell him to turn it back on.
Please! Please!
This is... I can't...
Oh, f*** it! I'm coming over there.
This is me doing that right now.
I'm making the appointment right now.
Oh!
Yes?
- Oh, General, please come in.
- Mr. President.
Please sit here.
Please, please sit. Sit.
- How are you?
- I'm fine, sir.
I've been trying to contact you.
Oh, yes, I'm sorry. I'm not feeling well.
I understand, sir.
But did they not tell you this is urgent?
Oh, you know how everything is
at the top of the mountain, General.
Everybody's urgent
about everything all the time.
Everything is important.
Nothing ever really is.
There's nothing
that cannot wait until morning.
This is important, sir.
We hope to launch
Operation Moshtarak tonight,
and I need your official consent
before doing so.
- Really?
- Yes, sir.
- Why?
- Because it's your mission.
- It is?
- Yes, sir.
Ah.
No one has ever asked me
Well, that needs to change.
This mission needs your consent.
If we're to win the trust
of Helmand province,
it demands that this mission
be seen to be of your design.
I...
I don't mean to be rude, Mr. President,
but it is imperative that you begin
to take a leadership role here.
We cannot win this thing alone.
Without your active involvement,
our presence here will never be anything
more than a foreign occupation.
This is your war.
For your country. Your people.
Again, I'm sorry, sir...
but you need to behave like a leader.
But I am behaving like a leader.
I'm unavailable.
I am as unavailable to you
as is your own president.
Hmm?
You have my approval, General.
We both know it was never really
mine to give. But...
to participate in the theater of it all.
And good luck.
I wish you much success.
Good luck tonight, Glen.
Who told you about tonight?
I just mean...
whatever you happen to find yourself
doing tonight,
good luck with it.
Go f*** yourself, Pat.
Glen? Glen.
What?
Look, I just want to apologize.
You know how the other day
I said there wasn't a parade
at the end of all this?
I was wrong. It was glib.
I just thought it was a pithy way
to end the conversation,
but I was wrong.
There's gonna be thousands of parades.
Thousands of 'em all over America.
Only none of them will be for you.
Now that was pithy, too, but it was true.
F*** you!
Roger that.
What was that about, buddy?
Nothing. Let's get to Kandahar.
We got some f***ing winning to do.
Okay, listen up.
This is going to be tough.
I'm not gonna mince words about that.
This will be tough.
This will probably be the toughest mission
that any of you all will experience.
This is the real deal.
Marjah is Taliban ground zero.
This is gonna be IEDs everywhere.
This is gonna be their best guys.
And they are gonna be prepared.
They know we're coming, gentlemen.
They've known we're coming for weeks.
So don't be under any illusion.
This will get ugly.
We're gonna lose guys.
I am not gonna lie to you about that.
There will be casualties.
But if you keep your wits about you,
if you have faith in your ability,
if you have faith in the ability
of the men next to you,
you will come out the tail end of this!
I have faith in you!
I know who you are!
You are proud members
of the toughest f***ing fighting force
this world has ever known.
Carry that knowledge with you!
Carry it with pride!
Do you understand me?
Oorah!
- Do you understand me?
- Oorah!
That's right.
Any of you so inclined, I'm gonna ask
this chaplain to say a prayer for us.
Thank you, Captain.
Let us pray!
Almighty God,
as these marines prepare for battle,
we pray that your Holy Spirit
shall guide them.
As you brought down the walls of Jericho,
as you dealt out your wrath
upon the Philistines,
as you crushed the Hittites
and brought retribution upon
all the enemies of the righteous,
may your mighty hand be upon these men
Be with them, mighty God...
Let's move.
What are you thinking about, buddy?
Well, let's just see
how this plays out.
The uncrackable nut.
it's gonna be you.
like a monkey on a rock.
Yeah.
- You're a killing machine, Glen.
- Hmm.
You are the terrorist hunter.
Remember?
You're Big Glen.
You're the Glenimal.
Thank you, General.
I'm hungry.
I wanna eat that motherf***er.
Jesus Christ, man.
Farrenberg.
Move.
Contact front!
Move! Move! Up against the wall!
- Farrenberg.
- Not too close.
Get off the walls. Now!
- F***!
- Over there, twelve o'clock!
Cole! Cole!
I need to see a weapon.
He isn't a combatant until I see a weapon.
F***, man!
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