Eyeball, be sure to get me in focus, man.
Make sure you take the lens cap off this time.
- Hey, Iet's play some spades. - Hey, T ommy's got to go.
AII right.
Are you out, T ommy?
When we see Old Glory flying
There's a lot of men dead
So we can sleep in peace at night
When we lay down our head
My daddy served in the Army Where he lost his right eye
But he flew a flag out in our yard
Till the day that he died
He wanted my mother, my brother My sister and me
To grow up and live happy In the land of the free
Now this nation that I love Has fallen under attack
A mighty sucker punch came flying in From somewhere in the back
Soon as we could see clearly Through our big black eye
Man, we lit up the world Like the Fourth of July
Don't take my Ieader book.
And Uncle Sam puts your name At the top of his list
And the Statue of Liberty Started shaking her fist
And the eagle will fly And there's gonna be hell
When you hear Mother Freedom Start ringing her bell
And it feels like the whole wide world
Is raining down on you
Okay, open the door. Open the door.
Brought to you courtesy Of the red, white and blue
Okay, the squad unit is on the road...
What is that?
- Any Mexicans in there? - Fucker!
- What's that? - No...
Okay, okay. Okay, close.
Hey, get these guys the fuck out of here.
Just pop shots, guys. Stay alert.
- Get these guys out of here. - Good to go.
Yeah, Sarge, just waiting around to get blown up, huh?
Yo, check this out. Mich, she just sent this to me yesterday.
Damn, Sarge. Your fiancee is hot!
Appreciate it.
She and I will make some cute Tex-Mex babies.
That's it. Now you're cleaning the shitters. Keep it up.
Just keep it up. Go ahead.
Oh, that's personal. That's personal. That's personal.
Sergeant King, I just saw Michelle's tits.
- Congratulations, Private. - Whoa, whoa, whoa, titties?
AII right, Steve, deal with that car. Eyeball, take your post. Come on.
AII right, all right.
Whoa! Stop! Stop!
Hold your fire!
Two Apache gunships are on their way for support.
Do you copy?
We have two men wounded, one killed.
We need emergency medevac immediately. Over.
Checkpoint two, we confirm your transmission.
Medevac is on its way.
Sending a Quick Reaction Force to your pos at this time.
Roger. Quick Reaction Force for position, over.
Make it quick. I have two men shot up! I need help, now!
Units are on their way.
- AII right. Send them through. - Get out of here.
Get out of here.
Mount up! Mount up! Let's go!
We're requesting a Quick Reaction Force. Over.
We are pursuing insurgents in a white taxi
north through the city. Over.
- Frank, do you see anything up there? - North! He's turning north!
AII right, he's on our 11. He's on our 11.
- Rico! You see it? - Fuck! Damn!
- Steve, you stay on them. - Can we hit him on the.50?
Not yet, there are too many civilians. We cannot fire.
I got them on my 11.
You okay, T ommy? Hold on, here we go!
Look for a clear shot, Frank. I will give you an order.
Fuck!
- Randy, Frank, cover high. Come on. - Roger.
- Open door Ieft. - Psych it up.
- Go! Straight ahead! I got stairs! - Stay there! Stay there!
Stay calm. Stay calm.
Adjacent room.
Rico, clear?
- CIear! - CIear!
Stay calm! Coming out! Rico, coming out!
- Shrive, that's a dry hole! - Coming out!
AII right, move!
Tommy, Iet's move.
Go, move.
It's an ambush! Let's prepare to move back!
Ready! Move back!
I got two Hajis right across the street!
Smoke! Smoke!
Preacher, call in!
T ell them we need immediate extraction!
T ell them we've taken enemy fire!
- Two went down! - Shadow 6, this is Shadow 3,
Lollipop Quebec Romeo 1-3-3. We're pinned down.
- We need immediate extraction. - Move!
We have two KIA. Over.
RPG!
Preacher, are you hit?
- I got two guys up front. - Rico's hit!
- I need help! - Is he all right?
Come on!
Preacher, get T ommy!
- T ommy, come on. Get up! - Get him out of the street!
Come on, get against the wall. You okay?
Rico, no sleeping on the job, buddy. Come on.
Contact in the front of the street!
Somebody get some smoke in that alley!
Get that door open!
Stay with me.
- Can you Iook at me? - Is he breathing?
Yeah, he's breathing.
Eyeball, help me get him in here.
Preach? Preacher?
- Preacher's hit! - Get him out of there!
T ommy! Get your ass inside, right now! Come on.
T ommy!
T ommy, get your ass in there now!
Get down! Get down!
Steve, don't go in there!
God damn it.
Steve!
- Steve! - Man, I'm hit! I'm hit!
- I'm on my Iast mag! - How many?
Got a guy at the top of the stairs!
There's another guy at the end of the fucking hall!
Coming straight up.
Steve?
Steve!
- You all right? - I'm all right. I'm all right.
AII right, Steve-o. Let's get you out of here.
- I'm all right. - Come on.
- I'm all right. - You got it.
Look at you, man.
AII right, we're coming down. We're gonna need cover.
Sergeant Shriver, I saw your Iast range scores.
- You ever thought of sniper school? - I used to.
I'm getting out. I'm getting married, sir.
- You're a hell of a shot. - I know, sir. Thank you, sir.
Puffing on Boot's cigar pretty hard, ain't you?
"I know, sir. Thank you, sir. I know, sir. Thank you, sir."
AII right, men, Iisten up!
We have a bit of a surprise for you.
The good folk of Sergeant King and Sergeant Shriver's hometown, Brazos,
are throwing them a getting-out parade.
You represent the United States Army.
I expect every one of you to be on your best behavior.
Here's a Iist of things you will not do while on Ieave.
You will not drink and drive.
You pick up a young Iady, Iet her drive.
Let her get the DUI.
You will not beat up civilians!
You will not fuck anyone underage.
I say again, you will not fuck anyone underage.
You will not beat your wife,
you will not beat your kids. You will not kick your dog.
Am I understood?
Okay. I'II see you in Monday's formation, 0700. That's it.
Enjoy your stay in Brazos.
Did you get her on tape, man?
- No, I didn't get her on tape. - It's incriminating.
She said she was 18, so fuck all y'all.
- Welcome home, Brandon! - Welcome home, Steve!
Well done, Shriver!
Guys, welcome back.
- Welcome home. - Thank you.
- Hey, baby! - Hey, baby!
Welcome back, soldier!
Hey, Michelle. Come here.
Beauty.
God bless the U.S.A.!
Two boys from Brazos, best friends since they were kids,
distinguished themselves by leading Brazos High football
to a memorable, barn-burning division championship...
- AII right, Steve! - ... and have gone to war
and returned as heroes.
Staff Sergeant Brandon Leonard King.
We honor his exceptional courage, loyalty and selfless service
with this Purple Heart and Bronze Star with Valor.
Let's hear from one of Brazos' own.
- Y eah! Speech, Brandon, speech. - Speech! Speech! Speech!
Come on, Brandon.
Sign them up, Sergeant.
Come on, Brandon.
I wasn't... I wasn't planning on giving a speech.
I was just...
I was just over there trying to do my job, like everybody else.
Trying to bring my men back safe.
You know, most of my men ain 't from Texas.
It's kind of hard for me to describe to them what I love most.
Ribs at Smitty's, or
the way they keep the beer in tubs at the Ajax Bar,
being out at the ranch with my folks.
On the bus ride over here, I saw a truck hauling onions.
And I couldn 't get the window down, 'cause I... I wanted to smell them.
See, onions smell like home to me.
- They smell like Texas... - That's right, Sergeant King.
We're over there killing them in Iraq so we ain 't got to kill them in Texas!
For purple mountain majesties
Above the fruited plain
America, America
God shed His grace on thee
And crown thy good with brotherhood
T ony, how are you, son?
Brandon.
Ma!
Oh, God! Let me see you.
- Oh, you' re home now, baby. - I'm home.
- Let him breathe, Ida. - Oh, he can breathe.
Dad.
Good to have you back, Son.
Thank you, sir. Thank you. It's good to be back.
- Brandon King! - Yes, ma'am.
- Mr. King! Good to see you, sir. - Sergeant King!
Good to have you back.
Yeah, well, baby.
Hey, Thomas? You going with us?
Yeah, I'II be there in a second.
- I am real proud of you, son. - Hello.
I'm pulling some strings, trying to move your Private Rodriguez
from the hospital in Germany to an Army hospital stateside.
Anything else you need, you call me.
Thank you, sir, I will.
I'm real grateful about Private Rodriguez.
I plan on seeing him when I get out.
If you come to Washington, you call me.
I'II take you around Capitol Hill
and show them what a real T exas hero Iooks Iike.
I'd Iove that. I'd Iove that.
Private Rodriguez's family could use a word of encouragement.
We are going to take very good care of your son.
Thank you.
- Your brother's gonna be fine, just fine. - Thank you.
AII right, Augustin. You stay out of trouble.
- Shorty Shriver! - Hey, Brandon.
I got some making out to do. Sorry.
Y'all so cute.
- Have a seat. - Welcome back, baby.
- Thank you. - We missed your fine ass.
- Oh, man. - Here, soldier.
Get you some tequila.
- Oh, Iook, it's Brandon, King of T exas. - Come on, Brandon.
Oh, my Iord.
You back in Texas now.
- I Iove Texas! I Iove Texas! - Welcome home, boy.
It's good to be home.
All right. Y'all listen up.
To Steve and Michelle.
Oh, my gosh.
Finally!
Give it a spin on the dance floor. Come on.
Yeah.
- I want to dance. - I formally release him
- into your custody. - Thank you.
I'm all right. Don't worry about old Steve.
Are you okay?
No, you go ahead. I'm gonna sit this one out.
But we ain't danced yet, babe.
I know. Just... You go. I'm gonna sit this one out, all right?
You and Brandon kill a bunch of those Iraqis over there?
Yeah, Steve, we winning this thing?
Look. What we need to do
is just drop a 10,000-pound bomb on one of their cities
every time they hit us.
No more of this urban combat bullshit.
I'm tired of going and killing a Haji in his kitchen and his bedroom.
- Fucking-A. - When you going back, Steve?
I'm done.
Me and B.K. are getting out.
You know, but if I had to do it again, I'd be a fucking sniper.
One shot. One kill. Let me be the faceless enemy.
I'd go back tomorrow to get that Haji bastard that killed Preacher.
Preacher was T ommy's best friend over there.
I fucking Ioved that guy.
He took a round in the face. It blew his jaw all the way off.
- Then he took one in the neck. - Hey, Steve.
He was dead before he hit the ground.
Yes, sir?
Just take out Haji and his whole fucking family.
Send them right back to Bible times.
What about you, darling?
- No, thank you. - Sure? I'm one hell of a dancer.
- No. I don't doubt it, but... - Hey.
Hey, my wife said no. You fucking deaf?
I get it, man, no problem. You're the hero.
Tommy!
Tommy! Tommy!
Ah, shit. It's on!
- Get him, Tommy. - Oh, shit.
Tommy! No, Tommy!
At ease, soldier. You hear me? You hear me?
Soldier, at ease.
Fucking ease! Listen to me!
AII right, you good? You good? Huh? You hear me?
AII right. Calm down, Iet's get a drink. Come on, man.
Hey, it ain't a party without a fight!
Oh, snap! Tommy.
Okay. It is midnight,
and all the shit the U.S. Army done issued to your ass
still ain't accounted for.
And when you turn all the rest of this shit in,
you gonna have to owe about $ 1000.
Oh, Eyeball, I am getting out.
Man.
- That's what's up, man. - Except I'm keeping this.
Good choice. Good choice,
as your face has been known to scare kids and make dogs bark.
You're funny.
Where's my phone?
- Hello. - Bran?
Hi, Mich.
Yeah, I'II be right over. Dude, come on.
You all right?
He's got a gun.
What you doing, Steve?
What the fuck do you think?
You hitting the rack?
Yeah. Do you want to know what...
What pisses me off is just...
Soon as I get dug in,
those fuckers are gonna move us out.
I'm gonna have to do this shit all over again.
Roger that.
What the hell?
Your mama made all these by hand.
She Ioves you Iike a daughter.
Steve was yelling at them Iike they're alive.
Then he kicked over the table.
A Iady at the base said not to rush the fooling around.
But you know Steve.
He'd been drinking.
He couldn't...
He hit you?
He got rageful.
Did he hit you?
I caught a backhand.
I told him, "Get the hell out."
He's so goddamn drunk right now,
he thinks he's on a mission outside the wire.
You know he Ioves you more than anything.
What up, Tommy?
Hey.
I just woke up and I was here.
What are you guys doing?
Fucking RoboSoldier dug a ranger grave in Michelle's front yard.
- You want a beer? - Yeah.
Ain't it time you and Jeanie open your wedding presents?
Jeanie threw me out until I get my shit together.
I was wondering, maybe I could stay out at the ranch, just a couple days.
I was thinking maybe we'd all go, get out of town for the day.
What about RoboSoldier?
Fucked that one!
That's my boy.
Read the card.
"Uncle Vern and Aunt Tilly
"hope you and Jeanie get a bun in the oven soon."
Out of the way!
You know, it used to be, the protocol for a busted marriage
was to return the wedding gifts, Thomas?
Read the card, Shorty.
"T o T ommy and Jeanie, for a Iong and happy Iife together.
"From T om and Charlotte."
Out of the way!
There she is! Morning, sweetheart!
Oh, yeah, baby.
What's the matter, Robo?
You wake up on the wrong side of the spare tire?
Shorty, read the card!
Hey, princess, don't throw up in there, man.
I'm gonna need a beer in a minute.
Shorty, read it!
"From Steve and Michelle."
Can we fucking cease fire for a Iittle while?
Yeah, sure.
God damn it!
- I'm sorry. - Brandon, you motherfucker.
God damn!
An old granddaddy rattler!
Right where you would have stepped, cousin.
I should've Iet it bit you.
God damn!
Good shooting, B.K.
She's beautiful.
I'm used to that shit, baby.
- Just 'cause y'all are so busy... - Careful. Careful.
- Mr. T. - "I pity the fool."
I pity the fool that Iet Preacher cut their motherfucking hair.
AII right. You've been busting my fucking balls all day.
How are you gonna explain that black eye
in safety brief on Monday, huh?
I walked into a door.
You and Michelle walk in the same door?
Look, I fucked up.
I don't even know what happened.
Okay, I kind of blacked out.
AII I know is I remember waking up in the trunk of T ommy's fucking car.
Well, it ain't gonna happen again.
You copy me?
- Do you copy me? - I said I know and I said I fucked up.
- Come on. Watch the venom. - You watch it.
Don't fucking touch me with that shit.
Watch the venom, man! I think I broke skin.
- I'm gonna fuck you up. - Come on.
Look at y'all.
Crazy.
It's over now, baby.
What are y'all doing over here?
T ommy?
You all right?
I shouldn't have shot that shit up.
- Sarge Shriver. - Sarge King.
Man, I'm gonna miss blowing shit up.
Next.
- Gas mask. - Check.
- Poncho Iiner. - Check.
Sergeant King.
- Waterproof bag. - Check.
Did you cover for me in formation?
Come here.
Look. Me and Steve are getting out.
It's up to you and Eyeball to Iead the recruits.
- AII right. - This new squad Ieader, he's a Baptist.
I'm a Baptist.
AII right. He's a real Baptist.
Listen, man, you got to get a fucking grip.
You smell Iike a fucking brewery. Come on.
That's 'cause we were drinking Iast night.
- T ommy. - Wait! Come on.
Okay. You're all good to go.
Says here you have orders to report to the First Brigade.
Not me. I'm getting out today.
- Brandon Leonard King? - Yes.
Out to the First Brigade on the 22nd.
This is a mistake.
It's all there.
You Ieave on the 22nd, shipping back to Iraq.
Sub-section 12305, Title 10.
By the authority of the President.
You've been stop-Iossed.
Lieutenant Colonel?
Sergeant King.
I teed you up for a recruitment pitch in Brazos,
and you gave me an onion patch.
- It's what came to mind, sir. - What's your problem, Sergeant?
I'm supposed to be getting out today. Now they're shipping me back to Iraq.
You understand why it's important we win over there?
- Why we need good soldiers Iike you? - Yes, sir.
You have extenuating circumstances? You gay or pregnant?
Sir, you know me. I'm a squared-away soldier.
Because I have an extenuating circumstance, Sergeant.
It's called a war. It's in Iraq.
I know, sir. I volunteered to fight in it.
I ran over 150 combat missions for you, no complaint.
Contract says stop-Ioss is only in a time of war.
This President said the war's over, so Iegally...
- You a Iawyer, son? - No, sir.
But after doing right by this Army,
I'm getting burned by some fine print in a contract.
- Now the President himself said... - The President is also
the Commander-in-Chief.
I think he trumps you either way.
With all due respect, sir, fuck the President!
Fuck the President?
Yes, sir. He's not over there fighting this war.
He's not there seeing his buddies burned alive in Humvees.
I Iost three men Iast month, and I almost got the rest of us killed.
Those were my men, too, and I Iost more than that.
You're an excellent Ieader, and you are going back.
For 11 more years?
- It won't come to that. - How do you know?
I think the President trumps you in this matter.
This, sir, is bullshit, and you know it!
Lieutenant, you just heard Sergeant King disobey a direct order.
- Yes, sir. - I also perceive him to be a flight risk.
Escort him to the stockade so he can readjust his attitude.
- You're making a big mistake. - I'm doing you a big favor.
End of discussion.
Make sure he ships to the First Brigade when it goes out on the 22nd.
Roger, sir.
- Come on, hotshot. - Don't you fucking touch me!
- Steve, I fucked up real bad. - Hey, man. What? What'd you do?
I put down a couple guys and now I'm AWOL.
- What the fuck... - I got stop-Iossed back to Iraq.
Shit!
Oh, okay. Look, take it to Boot. You're gold with him, he'll fix it.
Yeah, Boot was trying to send me to the stockade.
I shook Ioose and I took off in your Jeep, man.
- You definitely have fucked up now. - I know.
I know, I just got triggered. I Iost my shit.
All right. Wait, look. All right, get a grip, calm down.
I'll try to figure out what's going on here, and cover your six.
Thanks, man. I knew you would.
I' II hit you Iater.
Come on in, Sheriff.
Ida, Iisten to this.
These MPs came to me and said Brandon's gone AWOL.
How in the hell can he be AWOL if he's getting out today?
Boot's hopping mad.
He called me personally to put out a statewide APB.
Get Brandon to turn himself in and get this thing sorted out.
I don't understand. They stop-Iossed you?
- How can they do this? - They're doing whatever they wanna do.
With a shortage of guys and no draft,
they're shipping back soldiers who's supposed to be getting out.
It's a backdoor draft, is what it is.
What about Steve?
Mich, I don't know. Some of us are getting it, some ain't.
This cannot be happening. No! You almost died over there.
What do you want to do?
You want me to take you to Mexico till this blows over?
No, no, no. Out of the question, Mom.
I ain't dragging my tail across to Mexico.
I'm getting my keys.
Brandon.
Listen to me. If you're spooked, it's okay.
- There's no shame in that. - I ain't scared. I'm pissed off!
This family is done fighting this war.
He ain't scared, Roy. He's just being sensible.
I just don't want him to get in any deeper, is all.
Maybe ruin his whole Iife.
I ain't gonna Iet it go that far.
Ruin his Iife? How about getting himself killed?
- God damn it, Ida. - Hold on! Hold on!
The Senator said to my face if I ever needed anything, he'd help.
That is a big-ass mistake.
You go out of the chain of command, over Boot's head,
you're doubling your trouble. He's gonna make an example of you.
I ain't worried about Boot once I explain the whole thing to the Senator.
I just need to run up to D.C. right now and get this sorted out.
Okay. I'II take you.
You can't. They're gonna be watching y'all.
They won't be watching me. I'II take you.
Michelle, Steve would have my ass if I Iet you get mixed up in all this.
He could be next.
- Let's go. - This is wrong, Brandon.
Steve don't talk much about being over there.
Sand.
FIeas.
FIies.
Heat.
Boredom.
Or you can get shot at.
Or blown up.
That's pretty much it.
Sheep on the highway.
Where?
In Iraq.
Big-ass flocks of them.
Yeah?
Jeanie, it's me.
I need you to cover my shift at work tomorrow.
Sorry I woke you up.
No, I was up. I was up.
And covering your shift's no problem,
since neither one of us has a fucking job.
- What? - Tommy drove his car into our work,
drunk as fuck. He got two DUIs in the last two days.
What the hell's happening to these guys?
Are you all right out here?
I thought I saw somebody down by the drain.
You okay?
Yeah, sure.
You should try and get some sleep.
I'II be all right, Mich.
I know what I'm doing.
Listen, Mich, you need to be getting home.
You need some dry clothes.
Michelle Overton!
You taught me everything I know. You made me everything I am.
Can't be anything else, sir. I'm no good as anything else.
- Then stop your drinking! - I will, sir.
AII I wanna be is a soldier.
I just want to go back to Iraq. I'm gonna be better.
Hey, baby.
- If I ever... - Put Brandon on the phone.
- Put him on the phone! - AII right.
- Hey, man. - Where the hell are you, man?
I have a situation you need to step into right now.
I've been trying to reach you all night. Where you been?
I've been at the fucking jailhouse all night,
trying to bail T ommy out of a DUI shitstorm.
- God damn it! - Boot is about to kick T ommy out.
Squad Ieader is supposed to be here, and that's you.
Steve, I can't.
I'm on my way to D.C. to see the Senator.
You're what?
You're fucking AWOL,
and you're taking Michelle to fucking D.C.?
I'm gonna cut her Ioose at the state Iine.
You haven't proved it to me yet!
I need you to handle this until I get back. Just a couple of days.
- This better be the Iast time... - It can't wait that Iong.
- ...you drive drunk! - And you, my friend,
you are in deep fucking shit with Boot.
I'm gonna make this up.
It's all I got.
This is everything to me. Army's my family.
I know I'm a Iittle sideways, but give me one more chance, please.
What's up?
Gonna head north on the 55 into Memphis.
Long way around.
There's something I got to do. I'II drive.
In the name of the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit.
Congratulations, man.
It'II take a Iot more than water till I'm saved.
- Thanks, man. - Attaboy, Preacher. You saved him.
I think you need some more blessing, bro.
Preacher and the chaplain baptized a Iot of guys over there.
Come on, sit down.
Just wanted to pay my respects, sir.
Very grateful that you came.
You said you had a bad feeling about Paul's Iast tour?
Why'd he go back so many times?
He was stop-Iossed.
Couldn't find a way out?
There were people right here in Memphis on the Iay Iow.
Stop-Iossed soldiers filing a Iawsuit.
But he wouldn't Iisten.
Excuse me.
And how would someone find these guys with the Iawsuit?
Depends on who wants to know.
I'd Iike to know.
It started out just Iike any other day.
We were manning a checkpoint, but we came under attack.
And standard operating procedure is to pursue the attackers, and...
Go on, we want to know.
We followed them into an alley.
I Ied my men into an alley.
Preacher, Paul, was covering our flank.
We got hit from both rooftops.
RPGs, small arms, bullets, explosions...
It was an ambush.
Leading your men into an ambush is standard operating procedure?
That's enough, Michael.
I remember...
I was yelling at him across the alley.
And he got on the phone to call for reinforcements, and
he must have seen somebody drawing down on Thomas,
'cause he fired a few shots in that direction.
And his rifle jammed.
That's when...
That's when he got hit.
Did our son suffer?
No, ma'am.
No, he was... It all happened real fast.
My brother's Iife was wasted over there.
Your brother died doing what he knew in his heart was his duty.
And he died in the arms of his best friend.
I can tell you that.
He's the one that sent the picture right after we Iost Paul.
Read the back.
He calls, sometimes, Iate at night.
I think he's been drinking.
You keep that.
Thank you, sir, I will.
We want to thank you, Sergeant King, for coming.
Because I know that these meetings must be very difficult for you.
- Yes, ma'am. - Thank you, Sergeant.
Thank you for coming.
Thank you.
Good Iuck getting out.
That was real nice, what you did back there.
So you wanna go find this place Preacher's brother told me about?
I'm going straight to D.C. End of discussion.
AII right.
Damn.
- Wait here! - Brandon.
Wait here!
It don't matter.
You got my shit, asshole.
Get the fuck out of here, man.
I want my fucking shit.
Break yourself, fool. Break yourself.
- AII right! AII right! - Calm down.
Stay down!
Okay, Hajis.
On your knees, hands behind your heads.
Now, I said!
Do it!
Hands behind your head.
You having fun, Haji? You having fun?
Who wants to play "Let's start shooting people"?
You're up.
You're fucking up!
Right in the back of your head.
Oh, yeah, yeah. You ain't dead yet?
- Just give him his shit! - Come on now.
We're just getting started, here.
Your shit's over there, man. It's over there.
- Just go get it. - Oh, yeah? What? I can't hear you.
I can't hear you. What'd you say?
Who's next?
You, you're next.
Y'all better start praying to AIIah, son.
Man, please. PIease don't shoot me.
- Brandon, don't shoot. - Oh, shit!
Oh, my God.
I've got everything.
I've got all our stuff. Okay?
- On your faces. On your faces! - That's enough.
Put the gun down.
- Get away! - Don't you hit me!
Give me the gun.
Give me the gun, or I'm gonna Ieave you here right now.
- On your face! - I swear!
- On your face! - I swear I ain't kidding!
You're gonna need some stitches.
Here.
- Let me help you. - I got it.
Let me help you.
Before Steve came home,
they told us how a soldier could be a danger to himself
or other people.
You think I'm a danger?
I've been knowing you since third grade.
I think we've got both kinds of danger here.
I'm sorry.
What's going on?
Same shit every night. Drinking, fighting, hookers.
And I got babies in here.
Cops will be here soon.
Hey.
You Iaying Iow here?
How'd you find this place?
- Brother of a guy in my squad. - Guy pushing a Iawsuit in the Iay Iow?
Didn't tell you about our first case, did he?
Army came down hard.
Locked the guy up, took everything.
Even his wife Ieft him.
- I ain't got no time for no Iawsuit. - Good.
There ain't a judge in this country going up against the military
while this war is on.
And Iet me tell you something about Iaying Iow.
Can't get a job. Can't cash a check.
And they're probably tracing your calls.
Now go on in there and brush your teeth
so we can Ieave, okay?
My youngest boy, we can't even take him to the doctor.
You're on the run 24/7.
And God forbid you get pulled over for having a busted taillight.
You going to jail.
- So where you headed now? - North. Canada.
I can't put my family through this no more. Thanks.
- What about you? - D.C. Going to see a senator.
Why don't you write a Ietter to the editor while you at it?
Listen, man, you should try to reach my guy, Ron Carlson,
old peacenik Iawyer, works out of New York,
takes people north.
He'II help you get across the border.
Listen, man, I ain't interested in dealing with no shitbag coyote.
Suit yourself.
But we've been on the run 14 months, and I can't take it no more.
Here's the number.
T ake it.
Keep it. I got it memorized.
Another way out of this, I would have done it.
Good Iuck.
Y'all hurry up, now.
You feeling all right? Yeah?
Here, Iet me see about you.
Oh, fuck!
You told him where we were.
He's come to take me home. I'II Ieave you my car, okay?
Thanks a Iot.
Hey, baby.
Good morning.
Morning.
God damn, soldier.
What happened to you?
What you gonna tell Boot? You walked into a fucking door?
I ain't telling Boot shit.
Yeah, you are. I'm here to take you back.
You ain't taking me anywhere.
Okay, tough guy.
Let me Iay it out for you.
Boot said if I get you back on base in the next 14 hours,
all charges are dropped, no stockade.
I don't need you making deals with Boot for me.
Hey!
You don't know what I've been through to scrape the shit off of your shoes.
You ought to be thanking me.
You steal my Jeep and you run off with my girl.
That ain't how it happened.
You know that. I was trying to help him.
And that's what I'm trying to do. This is a straight deal from Boot.
- It's what's best for him. - What's best for me?
What's best for you, Steve?
Showing up here in your CIass A's.
What kind of deal did you make with Boot? Huh?
You took him up on sniper school, didn't you?
God damn!
You re-enlisted?
- How could you do this? - How could you run off with Brandon
- for three fucking days and not call me? - We don't call you
and you re-enlist? That's bullshit! And you know it.
How could I not?
Michelle, it got real clear to me that this, this is safe.
It's safe?
And when are we getting married, Steve?
When I get back from my next tour.
When you get back?
You've been saying that to me for five fucking years.
It's clear you've made your decision.
This is good for me.
I got a future in this.
This is something that I can be proud of.
Did you really see me selling cars for Rainey?
Get out of here.
Look, I'm sorry. Hold on. PIease?
- Don't. - PIease come here.
Don't.
- PIease, just... - Don't. Get out of here!
Fucker, get out.
I said get out!
Fuck!
Did that really just fucking happen?
Fucking motherfucker!
That was fucked up.
What did you expect?
God damn it. How did everything get so fucked up?
- You, T ommy, now Michelle? - What's wrong with T ommy?
He's too messed up, man.
I can't get through to him Iike you can. He just won't Iisten to me.
Look, come on.
Come on. We'II go and we'II knock out another tour, and we'II come home.
Another tour?
You're always talking about how snakebit this war is,
how they won't Iet us fight it the way we need to win it.
Now you want to go back?
That makes no fucking sense.
Like this makes any fucking sense?
This isn't who we are, man.
Man, Iook, we didn't get through all this shit together
just for you to end up Iike one of these AWOL shitbags.
We ain't Iike these guys. We're soldiers.
We stand for something, man. We're from Texas.
AII right. Stow the Boot talk, man.
You Iet him talk you into going back? That's fine. You got a right to be stupid.
Well, fuck you, man!
I did what I had to do for the time I had to do it,
and I ain't gonna do it anymore.
You can take that back to Boot.
You're the only person who thinks you're getting out of this!
Boot called the Senator. He knows what you're up to.
You're AWOL, Brandon.
No senator is gonna help you. You're done!
Steve, you know what they're doing is wrong.
I'm not going back.
I'm fighting this thing.
Hey!
Watch your six.
Sergeant King, I've told you several times already,
the Senator cannot see you.
Ma'am, I'm a decorated soldier.
Now, a Purple Heart and a Bronze Star got to mean something.
I understand.
But you're a fugitive.
No U.S. official, no government official is gonna help a soldier on the run.
Go back to your base before you get arrested.
T equila.
You know, it's happy hour. You can get two for one.
Well, Iucky me. Double, double.
Can I join you?
The way I see it,
Steve's married to the Army.
It's everything to him.
I can't go another year without having him touch my face.
I can't be a military wife.
I just ain't that strong.
Well, Michelle,
you know, Iife is very Iong, and...
- Brandon. - ...you're very young.
Shut up and drink.
- Yes, ma'am. - We're both fucked.
Same again.
AII right, men. You all straighten up and walk sober, all right?
Yes, sir. Sergeant Shriver, the man in charge.
What are you doing with a fucking bottle, man?
You ain't even supposed to be drinking.
Come on, man. What are you...
Where are you going?
Over to Jeanie's.
Jeanie don't want you, dummy. That's what a restraining order means.
Come on, Tommy. You can stay at my house, man.
I'm gonna make it better.
Swear to God.
Just propose again. We'II get married again.
Only thing you proposing is to get Iocked up, man.
Let's get out of here.
AII right. Come on, man.
You know I ain't gonna Iet you go over there. Let's go.
You talking about Jeanie?
You can't even manage your own woman.
No, I didn't mean it Iike that, Steve. Steve.
- No, seriously. No, come on. - Tommy. Tommy!
I'm sorry.
Steve, come on. I'm sorry.
I smell a woman, and it ain't a nurse.
Then who?
Hola, Private Rodriguez.
Sergeant King!
My first visitor.
You found me.
I did.
And who?
Michelle.
Hey, Rico.
Sergeant Shriver's Michelle.
Sunny blonde hair, green eyes.
Steve showed us your picture a million times.
Sergeant King came to see me with his best friend's girl!
- It's a Iong story. - Yes, sir, I bet it is.
Sit, man. I got time.
- Good to see you. - It's good to see you.
- How's my mother? - She's good. She's missing you.
Yeah. And my brothers?
They're getting big. Growing up.
- They strong? - Seem to be.
T aking after their brother.
- Not as handsome. - CIose.
I'II Iet you guys talk.
- AII right. - Thanks for coming to see me.
She sounds cute.
- How're you feeling? - Feeling good, sir.
- Just as comfy as a Humvee. - You think?
I wouldn't have thought, but... They taking good care of you?
First-class treatment, Sarge.
Good. So I don't have to talk to anybody?
- No, sir. - AII right.
Nice break.
Thank you.
- That's impressive. - SIoppy.
- What can I say? - You're in, though.
- Come on. - I think she's a butter face.
- Yeah? - She's hot, but her face.
- But does she give a good bath? - She's got some soft hands.
Well, there you go. That's what matters.
I haven't felt anything else, but that'II change.
- Soon as I get the rest of this. - AII right.
Man, I had this thing, Iike a dream, all right?
You were at the bottom of a swimming pool,
and I dove in to try to save you.
But I couldn't.
It's okay, man.
You did save me.
I'm right here.
And seeing stuff, man?
Here, at night?
Sounds Iike a fucking horror movie.
Guys screaming, nightmares...
Sarge, we got out just in time.
I mean, Haji's new bombs...
You don't want to survive, man.
Sounds crazy, but I feel Iucky, you know?
They want to send me back.
I hope you told them no fucking way.
I mean, I might go back.
'Cause if I got killed, my family would get green cards.
- Sir. - Yeah?
Could you move me out of the sun?
Okay.
So, I'm sorry, but I got to ask.
What you doing with Sergeant Shriver's fiancee?
They broke up. She's just giving me a ride.
She was giving you a ride before or after they broke up?
Not Iike that.
Michelle's close to my family.
She's just helping me out. She's somebody...
What?
You should hear the way you sound, Sarge.
You a Jody.
It's time for you to go back to your room, Private Rodriguez.
Jody got your girl and gone
Sing it.
I don't know the words. You sing it.
Ain't no use in going home Jody got your girl and gone
You watching this one?
- Nice shot. - Now we're even.
What you Iaughing at? You Iost.
That's pretty funny.
- "Give you a hand." - Dumbass.
- Help me push it. - Yeah.
Thank you.
- It's fucking strong. - Is it?
I'II be in touch, Rico.
- Tell the boys I said, "What's up?" - I will.
I signed up,
thinking I was gonna go over there and protect my country.
My family.
We wanted payback for 9/11,
and you get there,
and you realize the war wasn't even about any of that.
The enemy ain't out in the desert.
They're in the hallways and rooftops, Iiving rooms, kitchens.
Everybody's got a weapon.
Everybody.
Nobody knows who's who.
The only thing you can believe in is surviving.
Protecting the guy to your Ieft and the guy to your right.
Side by side, willing to die for each other.
By the time you start seeing
good friends' bodies held together by a belt after a car bomb,
you get a kill-or-be-killed mentality.
It's okay.
No, it ain't.
Michelle, I'm worried if I tell you these things,
you're gonna think differently of me, and I...
I couldn't stand that.
I ain't gonna think that.
Our Iast mission, in the alley,
well, when Rico got hit,
I Iooked in his face, and most of it was burned off.
I had to go in to get Steve.
I knew he was in trouble.
I'm done with killing.
And I ain't Ieading any more men into a slaughter.
You have to call Carlson.
I know.
Mr. Carlson.
- My name is... - No names.
All right. What's the problem?
I'm a Staff Sergeant, a squad Ieader,
two tours, Afghanistan and Iraq, and I just got stop-Iossed.
They're shipping me back at the end of the month.
There's so many of you guys out there.
I've heard it before. It's the same story, and you eventually call me.
Do you understand what I do?
I strip away who you are. I set you down in a foreign place
where you're gonna live the rest of your life
pretending to be someone else.
Do you want that?
I can't go home. I can't go back. I got no other options.
I need your services.
I won't be able to discuss this further over the phone.
Do you have some money? Like a grand?
I have a few bucks.
Well, when you get a grand,
start driving north toward New York City.
700, 800, 900, 1000.
- Not a bad price. - Thank you, sir.
Come on. This is a good opportunity.
Rainey said that people will just Iine up to buy a Cadillac from a vet.
Yeah, not with a BCD.
It's not Iike you're gonna hang it on the showroom wall, T ommy.
What's a BCD?
It's the big chicken dinner.
It's what we call it in the Army.
It's a Bad Conduct Discharge.
We gonna shoot this shit up, or what?
That shotgun Ioaded?
What's the first rule of weapon safety, T ommy?
AIways assume every weapon is Ioaded.
Yes, sir.
Sorry.
Where are you going?
I'm going back to the bunkhouse, write a hit song.
Don't feel like shooting shit up today
'Cause we'll put a boot in your ass It's the American way
Hey, Uncle Sam...
- Later, guys. - AII right, man.
Later, T ommy.
Brought to you courtesy of the red, white and blue
Of my red, white and blue
I spotted you guys from a mile off.
Oh, well.
What happened?
I just had a run-in with a couple guys.
Yeah. That kind of shit happens when you're on the run.
AII you guys get popped eventually.
Is this a package deal?
Just one for now.
- You thought about this? - Yes, sir.
'Cause one-way means one-way.
You go, you're going for good,
unless you get fucked with extradition.
Pardon my French.
I don't want you calling me up crying
how you can't go to grandma's funeral back in T ennessee.
T exas.
We're from T exas.
Whatever.
I just want it all Iaid out straight.
Canada's not that bad.
I just had a guy up there, got married to a real sweet Iocal girl.
Loves T oronto.
Says it's a Iot Iike New York.
I ain't so crazy about New York, so far.
You got any other options? Like, what about Mexico?
Look, I don't know shit about Mexico.
Here's your new I.D.
They'II fix in the photos before you Ieave.
Day after tomorrow,
somebody will meet you at this address in Buffalo.
T ake you over.
- You got the money? - Here.
No refunds, right?
Got it. Half now and half across.
Go make your calls.
Say your goodbyes.
Hi, Mom?
He did what?
When?
I don't...
Let me call you back, Mom.
T ommy shot himself out at the ranch.
Left, face.
This flag
is presented on behalf of a grateful nation
and the United States Army
as a token of appreciation for your Ioved one's
honorable and faithful service.
Come on, Ida. Let's go.
Look who came home.
That's for fucking running out on us.
And that's for coming back too fucking Iate.
And that's on general principle.
Fuck you.
You're throwing everything in your Iife away.
You stupid...
Y'all gonna get yourselves killed, you know that? Do you hear me?
Shut the fuck up.
So you just go over there and you do your fucking duty.
You see this?
This is you next.
Steve.
You don't fucking belong here!
I don't... I don't even know you anymore!
Maybe you don't.
Bullshit! I've known every thought in your head
since we were fucking stealing Playboys from the fucking bus station.
That was a Iong time ago.
Then, please. T ell me.
T ell me what you've been thinking, because nothing in the Iast few days
has made any fucking sense to me at all.
You know that box inside your head?
That box inside your head where you...
You put all the bad shit you can't deal with?
Well, mine's full.
And it's spilling out.
Steve, it is full of all the people I got killed.
Preacher.
Randy.
Harvey.
Thomas.
AII the rest I've Iost in this fucked-up war.
Think how many people would have fucking died
if you wouldn't have been there! Including me!
Steve, I didn't do what I was supposed to do!
I fucked up!
If you don't fall in beside us,
it all comes apart.
The ranch always felt so safe.
You'II find another place and make it safe.
Sir.
Damn.
You okay?
Across that border,
that ain't gonna be me coming up the other side, Mich.
It's gonna be the ghost of me.
Brandon, please.
And never the ranch.
Never you and Dad, never Brazos.
This war ain't never gonna be behind me.
I'm sorry, Mom.
Bruckner,
Rodriguez,
Naughton,
Stevens,
- Williams... - Bye-bye, sweetheart.
We Iove you, sweetie.
- We Iove you, honey! - Adios, Augustin.
- Bye, sweetheart. - T ake care of her.
- Bye, sweetie. - Write to me.
I'II keep those e-mails coming.
We're proud of you. We Iove you.
Better e-mail me, Shorty!
T ake care of each other.
AII of you come back safe.
God bless you.