[Man] Takealook ata castle, any castle.
Nowbreak down thekeyelements thatmakeita castle.
Theyhaven'tchanged ina thousandyears.
One, location. A site onhigh ground thatcommands the territory...
as faras the eye cansee.
Two, protection,:big walls. Wallsstrongenough to withstanda frontalattack.
Three, agarrison. Men whoare trainedandwilling tokill.
Four, a flag. You tellyourmen,
"You'resoldiers andthat's our flag. "
You tell them nobody takes our flag.
[ Man ] One step forward. Forward!
Andyouraise thatflagsoitflieshigh where everyone canseeit.
Nowyou'vegotyourself a castle.
The only differencebetween this castleandall therest,
is that they werebuilt tokeeppeople out.
This castle isbuilt tokeeppeople in.
[ Shouting ]
- [ Men Chattering ] - [Man On P.A., Indistinct]
[ Rapping, Indistinct ]
Ohh!
Come on. Give me the ball. Give me the ball, man.
- Come on. Give me the fucking ball. - Fuckyou!
- [Knock On Door] - [Softly] Sir?
[Louder] Sir?A movementorderjustcamein.
Give it to Captain Peretz.
- I'll take that, Sheila. - It's a Category "A" transfer.
- Let me see it. - [ Arguing ]
- [Man]Fallout!Fallout!Fallout! - Play ball, man. Come on.
- [ Classical ] - [Peretz] 1700hours?
N-No, no, we'reprepared.
Well, it'sjust really fast. Okay.
Mm-hmm.
Allright. You'resure you'repositiveabout this.
Okay. Thankyou.
Sir?
[ Exhales ] It's the real deal.
He is coming in at 1700 hours.
Seventeen hundred hours today?
That's what they said, sir.
I don't understand. The trial began today.
Apparently, he pled guilty and got ten years.
They're expediting his transfer as a courtesy.
Oh, as a courtesy?
They should be naming a base after the man. Not sending him here.
My God, Eugene Irwin.
Well, we have verdict. We have a sentence. We have a prisoner.
We do ourjob... whetherwe like it or not.
Puts us on our toes, though, doesn't it?
[Man On P.A.]Escortdetail report to Gate 18prisoner.
Escortdetailmeet theprisoneron Gate "A. "
[Gate Buzzes]
[Inmate] Igivehim a week.
- 'Til what? - 'Til he "scrags" himself.
The court-martialdidn't puthim overthe edge,
- Iguaranteeyou theshithouse will. - A week?
- Six bundles. - Six? Let's make it ten.
- Allright. Makeit ten then. - [Man]Ah, there wego.
Tenbundles, Mr. Dellwo. Veryspecificman.
- Anybody else? - You have absolutely no idea whatyou're talking about.
Come on. We'll make it like the final four. Ten bundles a square. Who's in?
I'm not going to bet on whether or not a man's going to kill himself.
That'ssome creepyshit, pilot.
Besides, lookathim. One week? He's tougherthan that.
[Inmate]Howmuch tougher, eight, ten, what?
- [Inmate] Eight. - [Inmate #2]Anyone else?
- You're an ice-cold motherfucker, Yates. - Hey, I'm not betting...
he's going to offhimself, I'm just playing the books.
- Whataboutyou, Cutbush? Iknowyou're in. - Putmein fora weekandahalf.
- A weekandahalf?. - Wallace?
- Go ahead. - I have the transfer "A" to the P.R.U. now.
- Copy that. P.R.U. - [Woman]One wallet. Leather.
- Family photos? - [Irwin]My daughter.
- Grandson. - Wouldyoulike tokeep these?
Um, that's an authorized item.
I'd appreciate that.
Onesetofkeys. Glasses.
I'm going to need your ring.
Thankyou.
Oh. Actually, you can keep that. Academy rings are authorized.
Three stars, two sets. Looks like that's everything.
- So, uh-- - [ Knocking On Door]
- Sir? Prisoner Irwin is outside. - Fiveminutes.
Five minutes. You can put that down ifyou want.
- You talking to me? - Yes.
I know whatyou're thinking. Do I saluteyou, or doyou salute me?
Well, the answer is neither.
My men salute me, ofcourse, and each other according to rank.
But there isnosaluting by thegeneralprisonpopulation.
Well, first things first. Areyou hungry?
- No. - Areyousure?Mondaysare ourSalisburysteaknight.
- Always a cause for celebration. - Indeed.
Indeed. May I offeryou some lemonade?
- Thankyou. -Just be a minute, sir.
- PrisonerAguilar-- - Ifyou'll step over here, I'll giveyou...
abasic layout ofthe facility.
The building we're in now is the administration building.
That building there houses the tiers.
That's whereyou and the other inmates will live.
The building next to it is the laundry, where I've had you assigned.
Oh, that is the old blockhouse wall.
It'sall that's leftof the originalprison from the 1870s.
Icould've removedit, butI thought it was important tokeepasense ofhistory,
so Iaskedthemen torebuildit.
- Theyseem to enjoyit. It'samatterofsomepridenow. - [Knock On Door]
- Sir? - Yes? Please, on the table there.
Please.
[Peretz] Come on. Let'sgo.
Ipersonallymeet with everynewinmatehereat theprison.
Usually downstairs.
Andlask them a question.
What doyou expect from your time here at the castle?
Nothing. Just to do my time and go home.
Perfect. That is the perfect answer.
And now I have what may seem under the circumstances, a bizarre request.
I have a collection ofmost ofthe seminal books on warfare,
including The Burden ofCommand.
AndI was wondering ifyou would dome thehonorofsigningit?
- Certainly. - Thankyou.
- Captain Peretz. - Yes, sir?
Two minutes.
- That's impressive. - Yeah. It's a great collection, isn't it?
Yeah, sure.
That'saminieball from Shiloh, usedinbattle.
Grant lost 13,000 men at Shiloh.
Suppose this got one of'em?
Never know. Doyou?
I mean, doyou collect anything?
[Irwin] No.
Justa fewcoins fromsome of the countries I've traveledto.
My father didn't care for military collections. I guess it stuckwith me.
Any man with a collection like this is a man who's never set foot on a battlefield.
Tohim, aminieball from Shilohisjustanartifact.
And to a combat vet, it's a hunk ofmetal...
that caused some poor bastard a world ofpain.
Imusthavemisshelvedit... yourbook.
We'll do it another time. No, please, please. Allow me.
Sir, lights out in five. Do I hold the lock?
No. No. We are-- We're through here.
PrisonerAguilar, what areyou doing? You do not salute this man.
This man has no rank. Saluting amongst prisoners is prohibited.
Y-Yes, sir. Bu-But I was saluting you.
- Take the prisoners to their cells, Captain. - Yes, sir.
Thankyou for your hospitality, Colonel.
You're welcome.
[Man On P.A.]Inmates, onestep to therear... halt!
[Man] Shut the doors!
You're gonna be in cell 345.
- You get to shower every other day. - [Prisoners Chattering]
- Okay, hold up. - You fuck! I'm going to kill you!
- [Guard]Shutup, Beaupre. - [Shouting Continues]
[Peretz]Donotcross theyellowline while in formation.
During the dayyou're free tobein thisarea we're walking in rightnow.
- Showers on both sides. - Thosestars don'tmean shitnow, do they?
You'reallowedonebookinyourcell, inaddition to the Bible.
Go up here, then make a right.
-I'vegoteightbundles onyou, General! - Let's see--
No, no, no. Yougot toholdout forfive weeks, thenkillyourself!.
[ Peretz Talking, Indistinct ]
- Three-four-five. Crash 345. - [BellRings]
Allright, General!
[ Peretz ] First call, 0600.
- [Inmate] What'dyoudo, man? - Whatareyouhere for, man?
- Close 345. - [Inmate]Howmany didyoukill?
[Inmate] Welcome to the castle, baby!
- [Knocking On Door] - [Peretz]Sir?
Sir?
[ Exhales ] Prisoner Irwin's in his cell.
- He's really something, isn't he? - Mmm.
Would you like the end-of-day report, sir?
- Is everyone where they're supposed to be? - Yes, sir.
Then skip it.
Very good, Colonel. Is there anything else?
Tomorrow, put out only one basketball.
[ Inmate ] Whatyou doing?
- Youjust hit a brickwall. - Nigga, whyyou doin' that shit?
- Come on, little brother. - Getyour hands offme!
- Come on, bitch! - [Arguing Escalates]
[ Inmates Shouting, Cheering ]
[ Whistles ]
Three-to-one on the little man.
[ All Shouting ]
[ Inmate ] Stab him!
Come on, Thumper. Kill 'im!
Come on, bitch!
- [ Talking, Indistinct ] - What areyou doing?
- Man, you don't like it, Doc, take a walk. - You're fuckin' sick, Yates.
[Classical]
You see how easy it is to manipulate men?
Someone should write a paper on it.
[Continues]
Hold.
Come on! Come on, bitch!
- End it. - Sound the horn.
[Horn Blaring]
[Guard] On thegroundnow!
[Man On P.A.]Allinmates remain on thegroundinaproneposition.
Get thehell downnow!
- Thumper, get down! -[Thumper]Ididn'tmeanit!
[Inmates Yelling] Getdown, Thumper!Getdown!
- Getdown, Thumper! - Yes, sir.
[Man On P.A.]Allinmates remain on thegroundinaproneposition.
- [Inmates Yelling] - No! I didn't do anything!
- [ Singing, Indistinct ] - Thumper, get down!
Sound off
[ThumperGroans]
[Horn Fades]
- [Gunshot] - [Inmates]Oh, shit!
- Watch whereyou'regoing. - Kiss my ass!
Don't worry about it. We'll do it later.
- [Inmate]Damnnigger! - [Inmate #2] What?
- Youheardme! - [Inmate #2] Sayit tomy face, whitebitch!
I'mgonnakickyour whiteass through theair!Shut the fuck up!
What the fuck you doing, beano? Hey!
Isaid what the fuck areyoudoing?
- The mortar's weak, Beaupre. - Don't worryaboutit.
- Mind your own business. - Cool out, man.
Shut the fuck up, or I'll stick this in your neck.
[Cutbush] They'll throwyouback in thehole.
- It's all w-weak. - Don't worry about the mortar.
- M-My daddy's-- My daddy's a mason. - Spit it out.
I don't give a fuck ifyour dad built the pyramids. Whites work the wall, period.
Getback onSpic dutyandbringme somerocksbefore Igiveyouaslap.
- Theywon't set, Beaupre. - What did I just tell you?
What'd I just tell you? We're only doing this...
to keepJohnny-fucking-eyeballs offour back.
Don't make me tell you again. Back the fuck off!.
Beaupre! Knock it off.
What? Big hero.
Don't worryaboutme goingback to thehole.
[ Chattering ]
Howyou doing?
You probably don't remember me, but I served underyou in the Gulf.
Dr. Thomas Bernard, 33rd Medical Unit.
That's right. Actually, it's Lee Bernard, but close enough.
You were arrested for hashish-- possession ofhashish-- as I remember.
- That's right. - It was a small amount, as I recall.
- You don't get sent here for that. - No, no. You don't.
There's more to it than that. Hey, Thumper!
- I was able to getyou an aspirin. - Thanks.
[ Exhales ] I got shot with a real bullet once, Doc.
Didn't hurt this much.
That's the upside ofreal bullets, they cut through the flesh, hit fewer nerve endings.
Downside is they kill you.
Ofcourse, so do the rubber ones sometimes.
[Thumper] Hellofa downside.
Hey, Doc, you think Imight getone ofthem Purple Hearts?
Absolutely, Thumper. You take it easy. I'll try to getyou some more.
You know Winter played us with that one basketball shit? Come on, man.
- General, sir. - Don'tcallmesir. I'm notageneralanymore.
- Can we at least talk toyou? - About what?
You still got friends in the Pentagon, right? You could talk to them.
I'm a little hazy on the subject matter.
Look, what happened here today happens all the time, sir.
- Let me get this straight. You mean there's violence? - Yeah.
- In a prison packed with violent criminals. - That's not what we're saying.
No. There'sbeen-- Howmany thisyear, Doc?
Um, 13 men down, 11 ofthem were critical injuries--
Stopyour fucking whining. Listen toyourselves.
Then he only gives us the most basic medical treatment.
Completelysubstandard services.
- Substandard services? - Yes. Substandard services.
It's fucked-up shit, man.
I had a friend in Hanoi who had to repair his own fractured tibia.
You cannot begin to compare what went on in a foreign POW camp 30 years ago--
No, you can't compare.
I've led real soldiers in more difficult situations than this.
Butyou're not real soldiers anymore, and neither am I.
There've been murders.
Doyou know what happens when you take a rubber bullet to the head?
Thelightsgo out.
Twice in the lastyear there've been accidents...
- where men have been hit in the head and killed. - Nothing can be proven.
We're talking about expert marksmen shooting from minimal distances.
The guardsjust say the guy turned his head and boom.
It's not a random thing. You get on Winter's bad side, you're done.
When you're doing combat duty, after awhile,
lifejust becomes snapshots.
Most ofthem horrible. But not all ofthem.
Threeyears ago in Bosnia, I was driving a small unit through an I FOR town.
And I saw something pretty interesting.
I saw an old man sitting on a bombed-out porch,
playingagame ofDominos with whatlpresumeishis grandson.
When IsawthatI thought, youknow, it's myturn.
I didn't retire after that, as I should have. I took one last assignment.
It was a mistake.
So, gentlemen, I'm done.
I'm not fighting anyone or anything anymore.
I'm doing my time here, I'm going home, and God willing,
I'm going to sit on the porch and play a game of Dominos...
with my grandson, who I've never met.
What'd I fucking tell you, Doc?
You call a three-star General "man"? Why don'tyou call him "dude"?
[Man On P.A.]Attention, inmates, thelibrary will close earlyat 1700hours.
Thelibrary will close earlytonightat 1700hours.
- Watch yourself, snitch. - Hey, Yates, everything all right?
- Okay. - [Inmate]Myboysayyougotaniceass.
I got a guy in 129 who's way behind, telling me stories.
- How late is he? - Three weeks.
- Why didn'tyou tell me? - I'm telling you now.
Yates, no way that was a touchdown, baby. That was a fucked-up call.
Keep that shit on the down-low. They're all fucked-up calls.
Howyou doing?
So we lost: 22 to 20.
Army-Navygame.
Class of'92.
I metyou once when I was a kid.
1981. It wasa welcome-back celebration at the White House forthe POWs.
- My fatherwas with you in Hanoi. - What's your name?
- Yates. - Yates? Sam Yates?
That's right.
- Good man. - Nah, he wasn't.
After 30 years, everyone's a good man. It's the law.
- Mmm. - How is he? How's your dad?
He's not too good. He's dead.
- [Man On P.A., Indistinct] - I'm sorry. What happened?
Came home.
Billingworth, Irwin,Jacobson--
You're late. You have five minutes left on yourvisitor.
- Fiveminutes left. - [ Chattering ]
Rosalie?
- Hi. - Hi.
- It's good ofyou to come. - Thankyou.
Was it hard getting here?
Um, I missed a turn.
It'sjust good to seeyou.
- How's Ben? Good? - Fine. Uh-huh.
- School okay? Grades? - Um, well he's in first grade.
- Well, doyou have a picture ofhim? - No.
The one I have is twoyears old. He must have changed a lot since-- since then.
And how areyou, Rosalie?
Um--
- Look, Dad-- - Uh-oh. "Look, Dad."
I just-- I can't do this.
I can't do this small-talk thing with you.
The whole drive over here, I was trying to thinkwhat--
What am I going to say? What can we talk about beyond the weather...
and how's Ben, and I just went blank.
Do I-- Do I intimidateyou?
- Intimidate me? - I guess that's the downside...
ofhaving a "Yes, sir" "No, sir" military father, but I tried not to--
You weren't a father at all.
God, I'm sorry. I don't want to whine. I'm not here to be cruel.
You're a great man.
And you've done so much for this country.
- But? - No. No but. No but.
Just this isn't the place.
Well, it's the only place I've got right now, Rose.
Why did you call me, Dad? Why? I don't knowyou. You don't know me.
I mean, what did you think asking me here?
That I'd come every Sunday and maybe I'd bring Ben...
and he would sit and colorwhile we talked?
There was a time. When I was about 20,
I had a whole list ofthings I was going to say toyou.
- [BellRings] - Those days are gone.
[Guard] The visitationsessionis over. Please concludeyour visits.
- [Inmate] This isn'tenough time, man. - Let'sgo, folks. Let'sgo.
I'm sorryyou're in this place. And I wish you the best.
[ScatteredGood-byes]
I wish you the best.
I guess you figured out what to say after all.
- I guess I did. - Be all right ifI wrote? Is that okay?
There's some things I'd like to tell you.
When I was in first grade, I got straight "As."
[Inmate] Come on. Let'sgo.
- Afternoon, sir. - Don't call me that. I'm not--
Putyour hand down.
- Permission to speak, sir. - What?
I just wanted to say welcome to the castle, sir.
- It's good to haveyou aboard, sir. - Aboard?
- You Navy puke, son? - No, no, sir. I was in the Corps.
What rankwereyou when you were arrested?
- I was a C-C-C-- - It was either Colonel or Corporal.
- I'm guessing Corporal. - Yes, sir.
Why areyou here? What did you do?
Well, that'sjust it. I di-didn't do nothing.
It was a mistake.
Oh. Okay.
[Man On P.A.] Medication callis in fiveminutes.
I h-hurt someone real bad.
How long you been here?
- Twoyears. - And how long doyou have? How much longer?
Fouryears, eight months, eleven days.
And this mistake, you'vejust the one?
Just-Just one.
-Just one day in your life? -Ju-Ju-Ju--
No. Takeyour time. Got plenty ofthat.
Just five seconds, sir.
And you're a marine forwhat, one or twoyears?
And you're a violent criminal for five seconds?
- Yes, sir. - Well, according to my calculations,
that makes you mostly Marine. About 98 percent, I'd say.
- Yes, sir. - Then why not act like one? Stand tall.
This thing thatyou're doing with your hand, grabbing your hair, what's that?
- That was a salute. - A sa-- Oh, no. [ Laughs ]
- I don't think so. You know where saluting comes from? - No, sir.
It comes from medieval times. Two knights would approach each other on horseback.
Theywould raise theirvisors and show their faces.
It's like they're saying, "This is who I am.
I'm not the enemy and I'm not afraid."
A salute's about respect, son. Respect foryourself, the service and the flag.
- [Knocking On Door] - Ifyou'regoing to do this--
Sir, you wantedtoseeme? Sir?
Come.
Look at that.
- Oh, man. - No, no, no.
At the War College, his very name was spoken...
with a reverence.
As ifthe syllables themselves conveyed what it meant to be a soldier.
Now here he is commanding an army ofone--
the stuttering monkey.
Can't even watch.
I discussed the regulations on saluting with Aguilar, did I not?
- Yes, sir. - Remind him again-- effectively.
[Horn Blaring]
Putyour hand down.
Put it down.
- You don't have to do this. - Prisoner Irwin, what areyou doing?
- He doesn't have to do this. - Look,just step back in the prison--
Son, I know a thing or two about the disciplining ofsoldiers.
- PrisonerAguilar, resumeyour punishment. - Punishment is over.
Aguilar, I'm warning you--
- [Whistle] - Men down!Men down!
You're better than this.
- Okay, okay. That's enough. - [Alarm Wailing]
[Man On P.A.] Allinmates remain on the groundin theproneposition.
Allinmates remain on the groundin theproneposition.
[Guard] Stay down!Everybodystay down!
What is happening here?
This prisonerwas interfering with the corporal punishment ofprisonerAguilar.
Prisoner Irwin, I understand your coming here must be a big adjustment foryou.
To go from commanding thousands oftroops in battle,
having no war to fight and no one to followyou must not be easy.
However, I do ask thatyou learn how things are done around here...
and try to set an example for the other men.
Saluting is prohibited. Aguilarwas saluting.
He is being disciplined. Surelyyou understand that.
- Captain, take the prisoner back to his cell. - Yes, sir.
Sir? May the prisoner speak, sir?
- Yes. - According to the ManualofConduct,
the corporal punishment for a prisoner begun on the day shift...
cannotexceed the followingmorning'shorn.
Prisoner Irwin, you are absolutely right.
Thankyou for bringing that to my attention.
- Captain. Captain. - Yes, sir.
Prisoner Irwin, under no circumstances...
is an inmate allowed to make physical contact with an officer.
Youhave violatedthe U.S.M.C.F. Manual ofConduct.
And this violation requires discipline.
What's going on?
- Winter'sgothim onrock-and-roll detail. - Is he not going to make it?
No way. Three-two against.
Come on, youguys. Thosestones weigh25pounds apiece.
It'sgonnabe 85 degrees bynoon.
We have 2,000 percent humidity. The guy's not going to make the day.
- Everyone paid up this week? - Yeah, we're good.
Put mine in, double or nothing against. No way he's gonna make it.
- Beaupre, 12. - [Yates]Double ornothing, against.
Hey, hey, hey. [ Continues, Indistinct ]
[Yates] Who's down forten?
At least take some water. Ifyou're dehydrated, you're gonna drop.
-Canhe takeitoff, boss? - Captain?
You can take off your shirt ifyou want.
- [Inmate #1] Hey! - [Inmate #2] What the fuck is that?
- Electrical burn scars. - What doyou mean? How long was he in there?
Sixyears. Could ofgot out in four.
They offered him a full release, but he stayed six.
Hesaidhe wouldn'tleave withouthismen.
[Inmate] Come on, baby!Drop thatrock!
[Inmates Cheering In Distance]
[Inmate] Come on, General. Youcan doit.
- Come on, baby! - [Inmate]Push thatrock, soldier!
Kind oftired, sir. Why don'tyou call it quits?
Don't listen to him, sir. It's not that hot.
Why don'tyou call it quits, sir?
Go, General! Come on, baby!
[Inmate]Come on. Onemore rock! Yougotit, sir!
That's it. It's over. Somebody pushed me. That's it. He's down.
- He can't go on like that. It's all over. Stay down. - Look at me.
- Follow it. - It'sall done. Allover.
It's all over. Yates, 36 packs you owe me.
- How many? - Four.
- What day is it? - Saturday.
- He's fine. - [All Cheering]
[ Grunts ]
- Yeah! - [ Inmates Chanting ] Go! Go! Go!
[ Cheering ]
[ Cheering Continues ]
Yes, sir.
[ Blows Whistle ]
The discipline order was horn-to-horn labor.
Doesn't matterwhere the stones are. You have to continue.
What's he supposed to do, Captain? Hejust moved the whole goddamn pile.
Well, he can move 'em back.
- [ Exhales ] - Betsarestillon.
- Seven-two, against. - You're a fuckin' snake, man.
- Don't bet ifyou don't want to. - Yates, four in favor.
Four in favor, Aguilar. Four in favor!
Who's down forten?
Thehorn. They'reholding thehorn.
Winter'sholding thehorn. Thatain'tright.
- [Inmate]Son ofabitch. - [ Grunts ]
- [Horn Blaring] - Allright, everybody to the tiers forcount!
- Let'sgo!Moveit! - [Man On P.A.] Inmates willmove to tiers...
forface-to-badge count.
Inmates willreport to the tiers forface-to-badge count.
Whywould you kill yourself to help him with his wall?
It's not his wall. It's yourwall.
Prisoner Irwin, let's go.
The commandant would like to seeyou.
- They clean you up okay? - Yes.
The cut aboveyour eye, it's not too serious I hope.
I'm okay.
[ Sighs ] Well, I am sorry about this.
It's the standard cooling-offperiod after a punishment detail.
I hopeyou understand... I did this for the men.
- The men? - Yes, toshowthem--
Toshowthem thatyouare no different than theyare.
Your new friend, Aguilar, he took a claw hammer to his platoon leader.
He maimed him in a quote, unquote fit ofrage.
[ Sighs ] Whenever I am... filled with doubt--
whenever sentiment creeps in--
Ijusthave to openaninmate's file andsee whathe's done.
Isee whathe's capable of. Isee the worstinhim.
And that makes myjob easier.
It crystallizes my mission.
- Take him back to the tiers. - Yes, sir.
Hold on.
- Sergeant, takinghim back to cell345. - Verywell, Private.
[ Tapping Sound ]
[Inmates Tapping In Unison]
[Tapping Continues, Louder]
[Inmate] General!
[Inmate] Goodnight, guys.
- Yourwinnings. - Mywinnings?
Aguilar placed a bet foryou.
Fourbundlesatseven-to-two, twobundlesateleven to one. That's36bundles.
You could getyourself thrown out ofthe Hall of Fame for betting on yourself.
Corporal Aguilar.
Would you pass these out to the men? I don't smoke.
Thankyou, sir.
- Soyou're the gambler. - Nah, I don't gamble. I'm just the bookkeeper.
- Yeah?Ihearyou're running asuicidepoolonme. - That's right.
- Any squares left? - [ Chuckles ] Yeah, there's one.
Nine weeks.
- How much to enter? - No way, man.
Knowing you, you'd offyourself just to win the bet.
Oh-ho, not me. I bet on myself, it's to win.
Yeah, you don't always win.
No. [ Chuckles ] Clearly not.
You know, my father said you kept him alive in Hanoi.
- Hesaidyoukeptall thoseguysalive. - Nah.
When you're tortured, the first thing they do is try to break down your sense ofself.
And I broke in Hanoi.
Forweeks, the last thing in my mind was self-preservation.
In fact, I prayed for death every night.
And the only thing that kept me from answering those prayers,
were the voices ofthe men in the other rooms-- your father among them.
I don't care whatyou've heard, Yates. They kept me alive.
Not the otherway around.
Hey!Sir?
Youcostmemy wholestash ofsmokes.
Oh. Well, I'm sorry about that.
Well, you win some, you lose some.
So what did you mean earlier about it being ourwall?
I mean, it's Winter's wall. That fuckjust makes us work it to keep us occupied.
It's like we're a bunch oflittle kids or something.
In 1870, there was nothing here.
The original prison was built by prisoners. I want to show--
I want to showyou something I found the other day.
Where?
Oh, here it is.
You see this?
"Private A.J. Beck, 1912-1923."
Now why doyou suppose Private Beck--
What doyou think he was doing, building his own prison?
- How the fuck do I know? - Well, I don't know either, but I can make a guess.
My guess is he wasn't building a prison.
My guess is he was building something else.
They may have told him to build a prison, but, in his own mind,
he was raising walls to protect himself.
My guess is he was building a castle.
That's a castle?
Yeah, it could be. Could be.
- Ifsomebodyrebuiltit. - How we supposed to do that, sir?
Howareyousupposedto do that? Idon'tknowanythingabout walls.
Why don'tyou ask pri-- AskAguilar.
His dad'samason.
[ Inmates Cheering ]
[ Hysterical Laughter]
Niebolt!
Good morning, sir.
- What happened here? - The prisoners, they knocked it down, sir.
- Why? - Irwin, he told them to.
Thankyou.
Beau-Beaupre?
What's up, Aguilar?
Th-That's not the right rock.
Cutbush, you believe this kid?
Yeah, he seems to know his shit, you know?
All right, Aguilar. I'll bite.
- Bring me the right rock. - O-Okay.
You need a rock with a flat edge,
because-because that one'sjagged.
- Th-Thejagged ones go in the middle. - The middle? All right.
Bring me another one.
IfI keep getting you the flat rocks, you'll never learn--
I'll getyou one more, okay, Beaupre?
Mr. Aguilar?Itlooksgood.
Thanks, Chief.
- [Inmate] Morning, Chief. - [Man]Mollybe damned
SmoteJimmy the Harp withahorridlittlepistol andalariat
She'sgoin'to thebottom She'sgoin'down the drain
Saidshe wasn'tbigenough to carryit
Shesaid, "Getbehindthemule"
- Gottagetbehindthemule - Pu-Put that on the outside.
Yougottagetbehindthemule
In themorningandplow
Yougottagetbehindthemule
In themorningandplow
I'm impressed. Pretty handywith a trowel.
- Good work, you guys. - Youknowit, Chief.
- Nice work. - Thanks, Chief.
- What doyou think? - I think she's beautiful.
- That's the word. - Eighteen courses in one week.
Aguilar...
I'm proud ofyou. You should be proud.
- Men did good, huh? - They did.
Now, listen. Be sure to leave a window, a portal. Every castle has one.
Aguilar?Excuseme, Chief. Aguilar, comehereaminute.
- Go ahead. - Guys, hold up a minute.
Hold up the work.
Hold up.
Maybeyou should go first.
Putyour name in the wall. Hey, hold up on the work.
Come on. Putyour name right in here.
Spell it out. A-- [ Stutters ] G-G-G.
- Scumbagsarehaving atit, sir. Yes, sir. - [Winter]Really?
They're calling Irwin "Chief." That's the word they got for General.
They got substitute names for the other ranks, too, sir.
Anybodywho was a captain is "Boss." Sergeants are "Sport," Privates are "Pal."
Playing soldier, sir.
- Hearts and minds. - Sir?
He's building a structure ofloyalty. He's offering them self-respect,
in exchange for obedience.
The general is building himselfan army.
He can have their hearts and minds, sir. As long as we got 'em by the balls.
- Well put, Corporal. - Thankyou, sir.
- Captain. - [ Cocks Gun ]
- Bring him to my office. - Who, sir?
- The prince ofVenezuela. Who doyou think? - General Irwin?
Mr. Irwin.
[Winter] Whenyoufirstarrived, Iaskedyoua question. Ineedtoaskagain.
Whatdoyou wantfromyour time hereat the castle, Mr. Irwin?
And my answer is the same as it was then.
Do my time. Go home.
Soyou say, but everything you have done has contradicted that.
[ Sighs ] These men are not here for unpaid parking fines and traffic--
I'm under no illusion why the men are here, Colonel.
I just think they might be reminded...
about some ofthe good things they've done, rather than only the worst.
Yes, that is-- that is something my predecessor used to say.
In his last twoyears here there were seven escape attempts,
twelve injury assaults on officers and N.C.O.s, including one killed.
Since I've assumed command, there have been zero escape attempts,
zero injury assaults, zero fatalities.
Somemayquestion mymethods, but they do work.
No soldier has ever died needlessly under my command, Mr. Irwin.
See, I, too, share theburden ofcommand.
Youmaynot think that I've eversetfootonabattlefield,
but that'sbecauseyou'venever satbehindthis desk-- this desk.
My men and I are vastly outnumbered.
We spend every day behind enemy lines.
Because, makenomistakeaboutit, Mr. Irwin, they are the enemy.
But I don't need tojustify myselftoyou, do I?
I don't know.
Doyou?
This wall...
that has become the focus ofso much... tension...
andturmoil--
Well... inabout twominutes, there willbenomore wall.
- [Horn Honks] - [Man]Backaway from the wall--
[ Indistinct ] Back away!
- Come on! - [BulldozerAdvancing]
Backaway from the wall.
Come on!
Aguilar! Aguilar, damn it!
What is he doing?
Sound the horn.
[Horn Blaring]
Agui-- Get down!
- [Man On P.A.]Allinmates remain on theground-- - Aguilar, getdown!
[Niebolt] What thehellareyoudoing? Getdown, Aguilar.
- [Aguilar]No! - Get down!
- [Inmate]Hey, whatareyou doing, Ramon?Getdown! - Aguilar, getdown!
- Aguilar, get thehell down! - Zamorro. - Yes, sir.
- You bet, sir. - What thehellareyoudoing?
- Getdown! - [Inmatesshouting] Getdown!Getdown!
- Aguilar, getdown! - Getdown!
-[Gunshot] -[Blaring HornSubsides]
-Aguilar? -[Doc] Permission to examine theprisoner, sir.
- [Niebolt]Doc! Come on! - Sir.
[CellDoorCloses]
[ Inmates Chattering, Indistinct ]
- Dellwo. - Sir?
- You're a sergeant-major? - I was.
Prisoners! Fall in!
I said, fall in!
[Dellwo]Let'sgo, ladies! Now!Now!Now!
All right! Let's fall in!
Fall in! We don't got all day!
Come on. Fall in!
Youlooklike abunch ofold women!
Fallin, goddamnit!Fallin!
Now!Now!Now!
- Scumbags runnin' the asylum? - [ Chuckles ] Maybe.
Some may think to be remembered in this way...
would be a disgrace to a soldier.
But this is not a disgrace.
Thegreatestmonuments to fallenmen...
are not made in marble.
They're deep in the sea, deep in thejungles,
on foreignbattlefields,
arifle driven into theground,
with a helmet on top... and some tags.
And that is the tribute that this man has earned.
Gentlemen, CorporalRamonAguilar,
United States Marine Corps.
[Inmate] From thehalls ofMontezuma
To theshores ofTripoli
[ Other InmatesJoining ] We fight our country's battles
In theaironlandandsea
First to fight forrightandfreedom
And to keep our honor clean
We are proud to claim the title
Of United States Marines
Duh-duh, da, da, da, da Da, duh-duh
La, la-la, la La-la, la
- [ Snickers ] - Sir, doyou--
[Singing Continues]
Da-da da Da-da da da Da-da da
Da-da da da Da-da da da-da
Sound the chow horn.
Sir, you still have about ten minutes.
- Sound it. - Yes, sir.
- Da da-da da... - [Horn Blares]
- [SingingStops] - [Dellwo]Present...
arms!
Fall... out!
[Man On P.A.]Chowcall. Allinmates report to themesshall.
Chowcall. Allinmates report to themesshall.
So, tell me again.
Why is it Aguilar had to die?
- [ Enriquez ] Believe us now? - [Irwin]Ibelieveyounow.
Very good.
You have checkmate in five moves.
Looks that way, sir.
Whyyou movin' ifI have checkmate in five moves?
'Cause I have checkmate in three.
[Enriquez] Shall we, uh, callita draw?
[Winter] Ifyou'll excuse us, Mister, uh--
[Peretz]Enriquez. Let'sgo. Moveitout.
[ Extended Sigh ]
Your, uh,
grandson.
Yes.
Very cute.
- Five? - Four, when that picture was taken.
- Oh. - Six now.
It was unfortunate about...
Aguilar.
But tough decisions dogo with thejob.
Burden ofcommand, correct?
[ Exhales ] Look.
These salutes, I've given them some thought.
Technically, theyarenot a violation ofregulations.
So, ifthe inmates can confine themselves to a simple...
handmovement through thehair,
Iseenoproblem withit.
And ifthe men want to call you chief, well, that's fine.
Free speech and all that.
- Okay, then. - No, not okay.
It's too late, Colonel.
- It's too late forwhat? - Foryour offer.
The men don't want to salute.
They don't want to use rank.
They don't want better food. They don't want more TV.
Theyjust wantyour resignation. So do I.
- My resignation? - You're a disgrace, Colonel.
A disgrace to the uniform.
You should not be allowed to retain your command.
Well, then I'd better go pack. [ Chuckles ]
- I thinkyou should. - Oh?
Tell me, Mr. Irwin, what's to stop me from just...
placing you in the hole... for, say, six months?
Nothing.
Ifthat's the way you want to win.
[ Peretz ] Sir, ifI can make a suggestion,
- maybe we should isolate prisoner Irwin-- - Get me General Wheeler.
[Inmates Shouting]
Yes, sir.
[Winter] Two weeks ago, I watchedashemarched aman upanddown theyard.
A minoreccentricity. Fine.
Since then, he'sbeenacting as though...
hestillhasa command insome fantasyarmy.
- Andyesterday-- - I don't thinkyou'd want to make general.
Now, you wouldn't want to give up all these perks, would you?
[ Laughs ]
Sorry. Go on.
Yesterday, Mr. Irwin...
told me he required my resignation.
Frankly, I think he's started to lose the plot.
You saying he's delusional?
I'm saying he needs professional psychiatric help.
He's sick and becoming pathetic.
Uh, you might want to be a little more careful in yourword choice.
That sick, pathetic man put this star on my shoulder.
Yes, sir. I know.
And I also know that you sat in on his court-martial.
And don't talk about things that are aboveyour pay grade.
- Hmm? - Yes, sir.
General Wheeler, I admire the man as much as you do.
So I want tosee that hegets thebestcarepossible.
And I'm not sure that this is the right place for that.
All right. Well, let me see him.
[BuzzerBuzzes, DoorOpens]
Do we read the rules, sir?
Read 'em.
Well, sir, normally for a contact visit,
folks are limited to one embrace in the beginning and one at the end.
And, uh, hands must be visible at all times, also.
I guess that rules out the hand-job.
[ Laughs ]
Thankyou, gentlemen.
- Permission to be seated, sir. - Permission granted.
- What areyou doing here,Jim? - I'm here to see ifyou've lostyour mind.
- [ Chuckles ] - [Sheila]Uh, heshouldbe available later.
- I can take a mes--Just a second. - Goodmorning, Miss Kelly.
-Jim--Jim, yeah-- Hold on-- - Miss Kelly?
Miss Kelly, Igoteverythingherebut...
- the athletic gear. - I found that--
I found that top one laying on the floor out in the hallway.
- Hold on one second. What, Danny? - Ifoundthat top one...
- layingon the floorin thehallway. - Fine. Thanks, Danny.
Uh, yeah. Wejust needed you to send him up here as soon as possible.
[Phone Ringing]
He'ssayingyou're delusional,
thatyou're acting as ifyou're still in command ofan army.
He's saying I'm delusional because he wants me gone.
[ Sighs ]
[Wheeler] Now, ifyouhadironcladevidence...
ofWinter killing a man in cold blood for no good reason,
then I could do something, maybe.
Outside ofthat, the man's been investigated three times.
He's been exonerated three times.
And as far as Washington is concerned,
- he's doin'asuperbjob. - [ Chuckles ]
Yeah, andyou're a convictedcriminal.
- You could get another investigation. - Yes, Icould.
But withoutanynewevidence, what wouldbe thepoint?
And besides that, Gene, honestly,
I don't give a rat's ass.
Idon'tcare.
Whatlcareaboutisyou andgettingyououtofhere.
Now, haven'tyou punishedyourselfenough?
- What I did was wrong,Jim. - [Peretz]Allteams.
All teams, this is a full S.O.R.T. alert.
Repeat.:Allteams, this isa fullS. O.R. T. alert.
[ Men Shouting, Indistinct ]
I cannot let this continue.
Now, you willgetoutofhere, andyou willgospendsome time...
withyour daughter andyourgrandson.
I can have my staffwrite up a compassionate release on medical grounds.
- Itcansay whatever you wantit tosay. - There's nothing wrong with me.
ForChrist'ssake, willyou work with me?
- There is nothing wrong with me. - I see no indication ofanything, sir.
Ofcourse not. He'll keep it hidden until the last possible second.
Red Team, go.
Go, go, go!
Gene, what the hell is this about? Is this about control?
- Because, you know, no castle can have two kings. - Go, go, go, go, go!
Get down! On the floor, now!
- General, you must come with us. - What areyou doing?
[Man On P.A.]Allinmates remain on thegroundin theproneposition.
Allinmates remain on theground--
- Let's go! - What is this!
What is this for Christ's sake?
- [Shouting Continues] - [DoorSlamsShut]
Go!Let'sgo! Go, go, go, go!
- [ Shouting ] - Allright!
[ Screaming, Yelling ]
Sir? Tear gas?
Return to hangar. Nothing is happening.
It was a bluff.
You can take her home. Return to hangar.
You thought he was gonna try to take me hostage?
- Yes, it was a precautionary move. - What the hell kind of...
grab-ass unit areyou running here, Colonel?
Sir, at 11:58 this morning, I received a letter...
stating a group ofinmates were planning on taking you hostage at 12:10.
I thought it prudent to act immediately to ensureyour safety.
I've been hearing some disturbing things about what goes on in here.
And now I'm hearing it from a man I trust and whose opinion I respect.
- May I speak freely, sir? - Yes, you may.
With all due respect, General,
I don't know what you may have been hearing.
But until you've spent some time in theyard with those animals,
you have no idea what happens in there.
Point taken, Colonel.
Nevertheless, ifI hear...
one more story about a man dying underyour command, you are through here.
- Doyou understand me? - Yes, sir.
All right.
As far as Gene Irwin is concerned, it is myjudgment he is as sane as you or I.
I wish he wasn't. He is.
Frankly, I'd like nothing more than an excuse to get him out ofhere.
But I see the onlyway that's gonna happen is ifyou request it.
That is true, sir.
Soyoujust-- You tell me you can't handle him. He's gone.
Oh, I think I can handle him, sir.
You watch yourself, Colonel.
"Eugene R. Irwin,
"Lieutenant General, United States Army,
"in direct contravention of an order to evacuate Burundi...
by his commander-in-chief--"
That is the president, for those ofyou who do not know.
"...selected a platoon ofmen to extractJackson Ngwe, a local warlord.
"Disregarding reliable intelligence,
"Generallrwin's reconnaissance team enteredthe ville at0300.
Eightmen were captured andexecuted. "
Disregarding...
reliable intelligence...
eightmen...
were executed.
What I wantyou men to understand...
is what the consequences can be...
when you choose to follow a man who is motivated...
solely by his pride.
A man who will doanything foronemore victorynotch onhisbelt,
nomatter what the cost,
before he fades away.
-[Peretz]Start the extractions. -[Protesting Shouts]
[Inmates Clamoring]
[Alarm BellRinging]
Over here! Come here!
Let's go. Get out! Get out!
- [BellRings] - Hi, Doc. Let's go for a little walk.
Get the fuck back!
- Open 355! - Open it up!
[ Snarls ] Look atyou. Relax, ladies.
- [ Groans ] - Holdhim down, men!
[ Indistinct ] I had nothing to do with this!
- No! - [ Groans ]
Uhh!
- Why don'tyoujust execute me? - No reason for that!
- Turn him around. - [ Baton Blows Thudding ]
- [ Groaning ] - [ Handcuffs Clicking ] - Don'tputmein thehole!
[ManScreaming]Oh, don't-- don'tputmein thehole!No!
- You want that? - No.
- Thanks, man. - Youbet.
[ Indistinct Chatter]
What do we do now?
- Jimmy, waitup! - [Man On P.A.]Attention, inmates.
All visitationrequests mustbesubmitted...
to theS-3by 1100 today.
- All visitationrequests-- - So, you really did-- You really did bluffWinter.
The problem is his flush beatyour straight.
I don't play poker, Mr. Yates. I play chess.
And in chess, you play with somebody long enough,
you come to realize that their first three moves are usually the same.
Chess, huh? What was his first move?
- What was the first move? - First, uh, two teams,
- 20 men apiece. - Like I wassaying, theinside teams onlyhavebatons.
- Second? - Second? Water cannon.
- Third? What kind ofchopper? - Chopper.
Sir, areyou sure we should be having this discussion this man standing--
You know he can't be trusted, right?
I don't know.
Is that howyou use the burden ofcommand?
To make men into-- into, uh, chess pieces?
- Yes. - Hey, Yates.
Why don'tyou doyourself a favor and run along.
Pawns.
[Winters] Thatprisoner walkingaway, whois that?
Uh, that's-- That's Yates.
He was an Apache pilot, but now he's a lowlife-- a hustler. He takes bets.
- On what? - Anything.
Fights, the weather. [ Chuckles ]
He even tookbets on whether Irwin wasgonnakillhimself.
[Recording.: Classical]
Ahhh.
"This highly effective officer seems to have no moral grounding whatsoever."
Is that so?
Well, that's what men better than me seem to think, sir.
Why areyou here, Yates?
I would likeyourversion.
I was involved in a drug-smuggling operation fromJuarez to El Paso...
including several ofmy subordinates, sir.
You were "involved."
You ran it, did you not?
Correct.
Says here thatyou wore a wire on your men.
Is thatcorrect?
- Yeah. - Andhowmanyyears...
did they take off your sentence for... that?
Fouryears, sir.
And nowyou're the prison bookie.
Tell me, Yates, how does a man likeyou...
get into West Point?
My fatherwas a winner of the Congressional Medal of Honor, sir.
Oh, right.
Well, sometimes the apple does fall far from the tree. [ Snickers ]
- [ Snickering ] - Your father--
Your father wasa POW with Mr. Irwin, washenot?
[ Chuckles ]
- Yes, that is correct. - And yet, you haven't seen fit tojoin Mr. Irwin's--
- Crusade? - Crusade.
- Why is that? - It's not my fight.
Mr. Irwin is in a fight?
Itsayshere youhave threeyears...
left with us.
- Correct? - That's whatitsays.
That's what it says.
Does three months sound better?
Ineedtoresolve thissituation... quickly...
beforesomeone elsegets hurt... orkilled.
- Doyou agree? - I guess.
Andthe waylneedto do that is with information.
So, you might want to rethink...
yourjoining Mr. Irwin's... crusade.
[ Chuckles ]
You asking me to be your snitch, sir?
Isn't it a little late in the game to be self-righteous?
- Dude, why I got to get my ass kicked? - How many times you gonna ask?
Stopyour sniveling. I'm only gonna hityou once.
- Well, when? - Now!
Fight!Fight!Fight!
[ Cheering ]
- [Dellwo]Sityour tray down! - [Inmates Clamoring]
Hey, fucker!
[Shouting, Cheering]
Back offnow! I said back offnow!
[Cheers, Applause]
[ Whistles ] On your cans!
Let's get on! Sityour asses down, now! Let's go!
[ Mess Hall Quiets ]
You guys, we don't have much time.
We can no longerwear the uniform ofa soldier.
We forfeited that right.
And that includes me.
I disobeyed an executive order.
I violated my duty as a commanding officer.
And eight men paid a catastrophic price.
It's a mistake not easy to live with.
So, here Iam,justlikeyou, a convictedcriminal.
The only difference between you and me is I know I'm guilty.
[ Laughing ]
So we're packed away here as prisoners.
And one thing is certain.
Our captors have the power.
They can try to humiliate us.
They canbeatus. They canlock usaway ina darkhole fordays on end.
But there's one thing they cannot do.
They cannot take away from us who we are.
- And we are soldiers. - [ All ] Yeah, that's right.
It is the one thing-- It is the one thing that gives us a chance in here.
And that nobody can ever take away.
- Yeah, that's right. - [ Inmates Agreeing ]
The Uniform Code of MilitaryJustice.
"Grounds for Removal of a Stockade or Disciplinary Barracks Commander:
- "One. Dereliction ofduty. - [lnmates] That's right. Yeah.
- "Two. Criminalmalfeasance. - [lnmates MurmuringAgreement]
- "Three. Noncompliance with procedural rules. - Yeah.
"Four. Making false official statements.
"Five. Conduct unbecoming to an officer and gentleman.
[ Group ] Yeah!
"Six. Cruelty and maltreatment ofpersons under his command.
[ Shouting Agreement, Rattling Tables ]
"Seven.
Command failure resulting in loss ofcontrol offacility."
Gentlemen, I propose that we seize control ofthis facility.
[ Boisterous Cheers ]
[Irwin] Takealook ata castle, any castle.
Now, break down the elements thatmakeita castle.
Location. Protection. Garrison. Flag.
The only differencebetween this castleandall therest...
- is they werebuilt tokeeppeople out. - Forward. Ho.
This castle wasbuilt tokeeppeople in.
But it's still a castle.
And any castle can be taken, whetheryou're fighting in the 14th century or the 21 st.
To succeed in a castle war,
you have to overcome the garrison,
take thehigh ground...
andultimately capture the flag.
Okay? Enriquez.
All right. You set up a command post, okay?
And here, you have the guard-- Well, here.
First ofall, this is admin building,
Winter's office, guards.
Okay? Phase one, neutralize Winter's guards.
Phase two, towers. Control the towers, you control theyard.
Towerone, towertwo, towerthree, towerfour.
Towerfouris Zamorro-- guyto watch.
Phase three, water cannon.
Four, helicopter.
Helicopter's thehigh ground.
Takin' the helicopter's gonna be a bitch. But it's doable.
Finally, the flag.
Capture the flag. When we capture the flag, it's raised upside down.
- Distress. - Right.
Right. Upside down means,
"Send help. The fort has fallen."
We raise it upside down, and keep it that way until Wheeler arrives and sees it.
- Then, we've won. - [ Chuckles ]
Yates, shut the fu-- You see what I mean about him?
Hey, Yates, whatare youdoin'here, huh?
I don't know. Ask him. He invited me.
General, I know, uh, his father served with you in Vietnam,
butdo we really needhim around?
Yeah. He stays.
- Duffy?Areyouinmaintenance? - Yes, sir.
[ Chattering ]
Yates.
Got a minute?
How am I doin'?
Five-to-two, in the colonel's favor.
- Well, you don't think I can win. - He knows too--
He knows too much. He's prepared. He's ready.
He may be prepared, but he's not ready.
You know, we can useyou.
Hey, look, I just want to survive this and go home.
- You make a deal with him? - What?
That's what I would do. Go toyou.
- He knows whatyou're capable of. - Listen, man.
- But so do I. - Oh, yeah?
Well, I know what you're capable of.
- I knowyour type verywell. - Is that right?
Is that from your infiniteyears ofexperience on the battlefield?
Why doyou think I should helpyou? Can you get me out ofhere?
- No. - Then what areyou going to do for me?
Oh, you're going to make me a soldier again? Is that whatyou're doing?
I get to be all I can be? You gonna teach me to salute?
You know what? This is about the time I would be giving you my internal soldier speech.
But the truth is, you probably never should have been a soldier.
Your fatherwas. That's how I saw him.
You saw him as a disappointment. Okay. Get past it.
That was then. The only thing that matters here is...
what we are now and what we do now.
This man is going toyou because he sees the worst in you.
He's going to play for the worst. I want to see the best.
That means there's no middle. Now, these men need you.
And I need you. Now, it's your choice.
And don't tell me you're surviving here, Yates.
- You're hiding. - [ Scoffs ]
[ Chuckling ]
- How's it going this evening, sir? - Fine, Sergeant. How areyou?
Sir?
PrisonerYates wishes to have a word.
Give me five minutes, Captain.
- [DoorCloses] - [ Clears Throat ] Hi.
- Hi. - [ Ringing ]
Colonel Winter's office.
Yeah. Yeah, go ahead andjust send it up.
[DoorOpening, Closing]
Sir.
- Sir? - Yes.
PrisonerYates.
[ Sighs ]
You want me to do this thing foryou?
This 30 days-- This three months, it's not gonna cut it.
I got to get out ofhere immediately. I got to get out ofhere tomorrow.
I'm afraid that's not possible.
Look, when this thing explodes, everyone's gonna know it's me whoyakked.
And then my life's worth nothing.
So, eitheryou get me out ofhere immediately...
oryou find another guy who knows as much as I do...
and who's willing to spill it.
Good luck.
The soonest I can getyou out is one week.
Sir, I'm not gonna last--
I won't last seven seconds let alone seven days.
Well, you can ride the week out in the hole.
No one will getyou there.
So what does Mr. Irwin have planned for us?
He's planning to take over the prison.
Really.
Well, that information won't getyou released.
That information won't even get you extra potatoes at lunch.
I know the details.
I know how he plans to neutralizeyour men,
how he plans to take over the tower, weapons and tools he's building.
- Doyou know when? - [Cutbush] Yates, Iknowyou're in there!
- Yates! Yates, Iknowyou're in there! - [Guard]Cutbush!
You'rea fucker, Yates! Youaregonnasnitch!
Cutbush, shut up! Cutbush, get down!
Shut up! Niebolt, what's he doing up here?
- He brought up the laundry, and he went ape, sir. - All right. Enough!
Place this man in the SHU. No one talks to him. No one sees him.
- Understandme? Placeaguardonhis cell. - Yes, sir!
- Damn rat! - What's the problem?
My mother's sick. I'm trying to get a furlough.
- Shut up! - Get him out ofhere!
Captain, with me.
[ Exhales Sharply] Oh,Jesus, man.
Nowyou have no choice,
oryou're going to spend the next threeyears in solitary confinement.
[ Exhales ] I need more time.
I got to go back into general.
I'll know somethin' tomorrow.
Come get me at 0500.
I need more time!
Inmates, onestep to therear. March!
[BellRings]
[ManSinging, Indistinct]
[Singing Continues]
- Sir? - Where's Yates' cell?
It's 340, sir.
Youreadytoplay?
-Morning, sir. -Fallout.
Colonel?
Colonel.
Good morning.
So, what doyou have for me?
- Not much. - Not much.
Then why areyou here?
I thought there was something you might wanna know.
When they take over the prison, they're going to fly the flag upside down.
- Upside down? - It's the international sign ofdistress, sir.
Yes, I know what it means.
And where are they going to get a flag?
They already have it. Yours.
Mine.
- Peretz, who was in hereyesterday? - I took it, you murdering fuck.
I thoughtyou were smarter than that.
Yes, I knowyou did.
[Groans]
You gonna tell us where that flag is?
Come on. Get up, Yates. Where's the flag?
[ Spits ] You know, you're a real fuckin' coward, Zamorro.
And you're a big hero. Let's go. Come on.
Getyour hands offme, motherfucker!
Fuckin'prick!
Shut up, Yates!
[ Breathes Deeply]
- [Buzzer] - [Man On P.A.] Allinmates on therack.
This is a shakedown.
Go, go!
Come on! Fall out! Let's go!
Allinmatesproceedto theyard through thesouthports.
[Guards Continue Yelling]
- [Buzzer] - On the double! Move it!
Come on. Go, go!
- This way, chief. - Let's go! Move it!
[ Shouting Continues ]
Over there, sir.
- It's crazy, huh? - Let'sgo!Stepitup!
- Come on!Let'sgo! Moveit, prisoners! - Really crazy.
- Go! - All right!
- [Commotion] - [Objects Shattering]
Captain Peretz, you will find my flag.
6:10.
[Commotion]
Idon't wannahearthat. Youhaveyourorders.
Find the damn thing.
Sir, they found a lot ofweaponry.
- But no flag. - No, sir.
But at least we have all theirweapons.
There's nothing much they can do now.
How many men do we have searching the tiers?
We have close to a hundred. Pretty much everybodywe could get.
It'snotabout the flag. He wants tobein theyard.
Get our men out ofthe tiers and into theyard now.
- [ Blows Whistle ] - Everybody into theyard!
Riot formation! Let's go! Double time!
Now!
- Peretz! Get those men into theyard, now! - Yes, sir!
- Alert the S.O.R.T. teams. Go, go! - [ Speaks, Indistinct ]
Chain, chain, chain.
All right.
How's it feel, huh? How's it feel?
- [ Grunts ] - Bring him with us.
To the hole!
Command post up, fast!
Put me down! You know what's going to happen toyou?
- Go, go, go! - Let us out!
- Hey! Hey! Beaupre, is thatyou? - Yeah, yeah.
- Is it happening? Fuckin' "A" it's happening. - Yeah.
Damn it!
They chained the doors to the tiers.
Yes. Icansee that.
It's gonna take 'em a little while to get around.
When they get here, tell them to gear up, but hold them.
They'll expect us to come hard and fast, so we won't.
- [Gunshot] - Whoa! Hey!
Yates, you little prick. I bet againstyou and it cost me a whole stash ofsmokes.
Yeah? There's a lot oflosers today.
- Go! - [Gunfire]
- What's the deal? - Come on, Zamorro, you motherfucker!
Come on! Come on! You fucking believe this guy?
Okay, let's go. Here we go. Let's go. Let's go.
- Hey, get it out right now. - Later, later.
[Men Yelling]
Listen to me. The colonel said to hold them, okay?
Hold them. [ Sighs ]
Sir, maybe we should call C.A.C. and get General Wheeler.
And saywhat, Captain?
Colonel Winter has lost control ofhis own prison?
[ Shouting ]
- Keenan! Keenan, you ready to go up, man? - Yes, sir!
The trajectory is going to be there.
Where doyou want me?
This isSergeantMcLaren from Fort Truman Prison.
Can I speak to General Wheeler?
Well, you're gonna have to wake the dude up, man.
This is from Colonel Winter.
We're having, like, an uprising here.
Go. Launch when ready.
Go, go, go! Come on!
Light her up. Light her up.
Fire!
[ Grunting ]
Sir. Colonel, he wants to talk toyou.
- Who does? - Him.
Yes?
Colonel, I'm taking command ofyour prison.
Like hell you are.
Come on, guys! Let's go! Stop fuckin' around! We don't got much time!
- Let's go! Come on, let's go! - [ Irwin ] Dellwo.
- Sir? - How close to ready?
- [Gunshot] - Fuck! We're almost there, sir.
Sir, could-could you come here, please?
What-What is that? That thing right there tucked away in the alley.
I don't know.
- Release the wave. - [Men Yelling]
Come on, come on! Getitup!
Go ahead and deploy red and blue teams.
- [ Men Shout, Indistinct ] - Let's go!
- Let's go. Come on! Move! - [ Men Yelling ]
[ Yelling Continues ]
Defend!
Lock and load the fucking thing now!
Take it up, take it up. Light her!
Fire!
Gun! Bring me the gun! Bring me the gun!
Bring it! Bring it! Let's go! Come on!
Load her up. Load her up. Charlie, you ready?
- Set! - Clear!Fire!
Fuck me! It worked, man!
Fire!
- [Dellwo Shouting, Indistinct] - [ Irwin ] Mr. Dellwo.
- Sir? - Move ten feet forward.
Yes, sir. Ten feet forward!
Ten feetforward!
- Zamorro, target the man loading rocks into the trebuchet. - McLaren?
Do not let him put another one in.
Dellwo, you gonna make it this time?
- You betcha, sir. - Then now is the time.
All the way, sir! Airborne! Hey,Jack!
- What? - This is the one! Get it!
Come on. No, no, no, no. This one in the middle.
- Come on, baby. - Fire!
[Inmates Cheering]
[Cheering Continues]
- [Dellwo] Fire! - Sir!
Come on!Come on! Holdit there!Let'sgo! Getitin there!Lastone!
- Makeitcount!Makeit-- - [ Men Screaming ]
- Be still! - Put it out! Put it out!
- Hey, hey! It's out! - You never can tell about these flames, man.
Told you I was gonna getyour ass back, motherfucker. [ Chuckles ]
Sir.
Watch the window.
Get that water cannon now.
- Duffy. Duffy? - Uh,just a few more minutes, sir.
Fall back! Fall back!
All personnel, fall back! Come on! Faster!
[ Men Groaning ]
Come on, Duffy. What areyou doing? Cut it off.
- Keepitgoing! - [ Groans ]
Let's shift to the C.P.! Shift to the C.P.! Now! Go!
[ Men Yelling ]
[ Yelling ]
Duffy, what areyou doing?
Ha! Yes!
[ Men Coughing ]
- Charge! - [ Men Yelling ]
Shit!
[ Yelling Continues ]
[ Grunts ]
- Whoo! - You coward motherfucker, Winter!
- [Telephone Rings] - Colonel, it's your private line.
- Get it. - U.S.M.C.F. Colonel Winter's office.
Uh, yes, sir. Yes, sir. Please hold.
It's General Wheeler.
We're on our way, Colonel. There in20minutes.
I don't understand, sir.
You have a prison uprising. You sent for help.
No, no. I nev--
We have the situation under control, sir.
- We'rejust... mopping up now. - [ Wheeler] Good.
Glad to hear it. We'll seeyou in 20 then.
Very good, sir.
I want this over. Now. Get them airborne.
[Engines Whirring]
[Helicopter Whirring]
Okay.
Aah!
- Load the water cannon. - Go, go!Come on, man!
All right, give me the grapple!
- Hurry up! Hook it on! - [ Speaks, Indistinct ]
Where's the fuckin' water?
Now.
We're hooked!
[ Men Shouting ]
- Sir, I think that's Yates. - Yes, I know.
- Hold on! - [ Cheering ]
Where is he?
- [ Gunshot ] - [ Grunts ]
Hey! What areyou doing? Hey!
Get this guy out! Clear out. I'm going up.
Zamorro, take him out. Stop him! Stop him!
To hell with this rubber-bullet shit.
- [InstrumentPanelBeeping] - Come on! Come on!
[ Screaming ]
[ Clicks Radio On And Off]
- Come on. - [ Groans ]
Oh, no.
I neverwrecked one before.
Don't talk. Go. Move. Go!
Get out! Go!
You okay, Yates?
Let's go.
- Ready? - Yeah.
[Dellwo] Fallin!Let'sgo, men!
In formation, now! On the double!
Let'sgo, soldiers!Now!
Let'sgo!
Dress right! Dress!
Ready... front!
Cover!
The men are assembled, sir.
[Buzzer]
First and second squad, move out.
Third and fourth squad, move out.
I have authorized the use oflethal ammunition at this facility.
Anyprisoner whorefuses to obey mycommands willbeshot.
All prisoners down on the ground, now!
I will give that command one more time.
Then I will fire into them.
Surely, you don't want that on your conscience, doyou, Prisoner Irwin?
All prisoners down on the ground, now!
[Irwin] Wait.
We don't have to do this. We'll fight on.
No. It ends here.
Men, get down!
You, too, Yates.
That's an order.
Now, give me my flag.
It's notyour flag.
Whatareyoudoing, Mr. Irwin?
You have lost.
I will not letyou do this. You will not raise that flag upside down!
Get down on the ground oryou will be fired upon.
This is mycommand! You willnotraise thatflag upside down!
Designated marksman, open fire.
Selected marksman, open fire.
Open fire on that man! That's an order!
Whatare they-- Whatare they doing?
What areyou doing? Do it now! Open fire!
Donotlethim desecrate thatflag! Open fire on thatman!
What are they doing?
- McLaren, Niebolt, with me! - Niebolt, staywhereyou are.
Don'tyou defy me. Don'tyou see what he's doing? He's undermining my command!
Don'tyousee? Don'tyousee whathe's doing?
Don'tyou see what he's doing?
Stepaway from the flag! Stepaway from the flag!
[ Gunshots ]
[Peretz]Colonel! Colonel, put thegun down, sir.
- [Peretz] Please. Please, Colonel, put thegun down. - [ Gasps ]
Colonel.
Sir, it's over now.
Just give it to me.
- [ Breathing Heavily] - [Peretz]Prisonersstay down.
- Hey, Doc! - [Man]Gonow!
McLaren, get 'em back in the tiers.
[ McLaren ] "A" team, "B" team, move out now.
[Man]Let'sgo! Handsbehindyourhead!
Allright! Onyour feet!
- [MenShouting] - [ Grunting ]
[Man]Let'sgo, people. Handsbehindyourhead.
[McLaren]Prisoners will return to the cellblock.
[ Speaks, Indistinct ]
- Come on, Doc. - He's bleeding.
- We got an ambulance on the way. - Get him to the hospital.
[Yates] A greatgeneraloncesaid,
"You tellyourmen, 'You'resoldiers.
"That's our flag. '
"You tell them, 'Nobody takes our flag. '
"Raiseyour flagsoitflieshigh where everyone canseeit.
Nowyou'vegotyourself a castle. "
[Steel-String Guitar]
[Man] Where theyearshavegone Ihaveyears togo
Workin'fortheman topay the debtlowe
Well, the timemaypass but the truth willstand
When thegoodLord shakes this callousedhand
Youcan callmyname It's time togo
ButI'llneverbe free tillit's chiseledinstone
Ain'tnoman gonna carrymyload
Igottabeaman anddoitonmyown
Devil's in mypath andthehound's onmyheel
Have to walk in myshoes just toknowhowlfeel
The devil's callin'myname He's the one whoknows
ThatI'llneverbe free tillit's chiseledinstone
Chiseledinstone
Well, Ikeep ongoin' though there'sno wayout
Everystonein mypath isabrick in myhouse
A man's life isbuilt allalong the way
By the things thathe's done andthe choiceshe'smade
Someday they'll callmyname I'llhaveaplace ofmyown
ButI'llneverbe free tillit's chiseledinstone
On the finalday when the whistleblows
Icanrestmybody Icanrestmysoul
Ibuiltmy castle in thepromisedland
It'smade ofrocksandstone andlike theshiftingsands
When theymentionmyname afterI'm longgone
Well, they'llknowI'm free 'causeit's chiseledinstone
Chiseledinstone