Three years of negotiation.
Your government went to a lot of trouble to arrange for this body repatriation.
Who is he to you?
How's that water, tadpoles? That toasty enough for you?
All right, listen up.
Look to your left.
Look to your right.
That person will not be here tomorrow.
Recover.
Up here.
Bring it up here!
On your bellies!
On your backs!
Make sugar cookies out of yourselves.
Recover!
Line up.
For any of you
who have had enough,
we got a truck parked just up the beach.
You can hop on.
They'll give you a hot, steaming cup of coffee, a warm blanky,
and a lift back to the yard.
All you have to do
is ring that bell three times.
And your pain will go away.
How about you, Hart?
You ready to DOR?
Come on, Hart. Ring the bell, avoid the rush.
"I will never quit.
I persevere and thrive on adversity.
My nation expects me to be physically harder
and mentally stronger than my enemies."
What the hell are you doing, Hart?
Reciting the philosophy of the Navy SEALs, chief!
You don't have what it takes to be a Navy SEAL, Hart.
A Navy SEAL is a man.
A man who will lay down his life.
A man who will persevere in the face of adversity.
You are two steps below plant life, boy!
"If knocked down, I will get back up every time.
I will draw on every remaining ounce of strength..."
Words, Hart, meaningless words,
to a pantywaist, dribblechin orangutan like you.
"I will never fail."
Move out!
Let's go. Let's go. Let's go.
Hey, babalooba, SEAL Team Navy
I joined up for this Now people think I'm crazy
I joined up for this...
What are you doing?
I'm saving you from yourself.
Leave me alone, man.
Go back to bed.
I said, get out of my face.
All right.
I'm trying to stop you from doing something you're gonna regret.
Hey, one thing. One thing.
Everybody, drop!
Keep your backs straight.
On your feet.
What the hell is going on?
Ensign Hart was just polishing the bell because he's so motivated, chief.
Outstanding.
Excellent effort, son.
Now, if you two fat, pitiable excuses for men are done,
I want you to bear-crawl back to your bunks
and get the hell out of my sight.
- Hooyah, chief! - Hooyah, chief!
And take the five-mile shortcut by the coast.
I don't want you to tire yourselves out for the two-mile ocean swim at 0600.
Hooyah, chief.
I was finished, man.
Done!
Why'd you stop me?
Your dad doesn't say much, does he?
Never a wasted word. Why?
He's patriotic too.
Where are you going with this?
Why don't you answer the question?
Answer it.
Yeah, okay, he's a flag waver.
Came over from Ireland with nothing. Now he's living the American dream.
Why?
Last Thanksgiving,
you and your mom were doing the dishes, remember?
Yeah.
That was just me, your old man, and whiskey.
And he opened up to me, started giving me this speech
about how a man needs something to believe in, something to fight for.
According to him, there was no greater cause
than the United States of America.
- He said all that, huh? - Yeah, he did. Okay?
And you know what else he said?
He said the proudest moment of his life is when you joined up for SEALs.
They say every BUD/S class has its surprises.
Freddie was ours.
After that night, he was unstoppable.
He became the best student,
the toughest soldier,
the guy that everybody could depend on.
He never, ever gave up.
I think some of it must have rubbed off on you.
Commander.
We're pulling chocks in 15.
- Time to load the bird. - Thank you.
Hey, do me a favor. Give me a second with this guy.
- Of course. - Thanks.
So how'd the exchange go?
Came off without a hitch.
Wow. Washington actually did something right. That's nice.
How's my boy?
Hmm. Well, as well as can be expected.
Those two were like brothers.
Tell him I got, uh, a big plate of wings from Side Street waiting for him here.
Roger that. Uh, we land in San Jose in about 18 hours.
We'll give you a call when we touch down.
All right.
All right, buddy.
Steve, plane's ready.
Steve?
I'm not going anywhere.
What...?
What are you talking about? Why not?
This isn't Freddie.
Okay, if this isn't Freddie, then who is it?
I don't know.
Steve, listen to me.
This trade was brokered at the highest of levels, okay?
It would seem incredibly stupid for North Korea to try to pull a fast one.
Now, it's been a few years. There's some decomp.
- Are you sure? - I'm positive. This is not Freddie.
Sir?
Commander. Good. Come in.
Sir. You wanted to see me, sir?
Recognize them, commander?
Yes, sir. The Hesse brothers, Victor and Anton.
International arms dealers.
We've been tracking them for some time
but they're always one step ahead.
That's because they're being given sanctuary by some world-class scum.
Chechnyan rebels, Somali warlords, even hostile governments.
And now we've got a fix on their location.
That's why I'm here.
Dark Sun. Ever hear of it?
Yes, sir. Far East terrorist organization run by a fanatic named Han Ji-woon.
The relationship between Dark Sun and the Hesse brothers is still unstable.
However, we picked up chatter that indicates
Victor is sending his brother Anton
to finalize a major arms deal with Dark Sun.
Commander, we have a window of opportunity to roll this guy up.
The first confirmed face-to-face in years, and the intel is good.
- So we need to act now. - Excellent.
Not so fast. There's a discrepancy.
This deal is going down at a Dark Sun training compound in North Korea.
Okay. Aside from the HVT,
do we have updated source intel on how many hostiles inside the camp,
what weapons they're using, whether they're using roving patrols?
That's where I come in.
My people will get you whatever you need.
Stealth will be the operative word here, commander.
Insert, snatch up Anton Hesse, exfil the area without getting compromised.
Exactly, but bear this in mind.
This mission does not exist.
If you're killed or captured, you're on your own.
Yes, sir.
That means no rescue attempt. No negotiations.
Not even an acknowledgment of your service.
I understand.
Steve, we're not gonna send you downrange all by your lonesome.
Pick a team member to go with you.
Someone with extensive operational background.
I know just the man, sir.
Hey, who packed this chute for you?
It's not gonna open.
It's only six miles down. I'll grab your legs.
What are you so cheerful about, huh?
You've been grinning like a clown ever since we got airborne.
I got married over the weekend.
No, you didn't.
Yeah, I did.
Kelly and I decided we just couldn't live without each other, so...
- Heh, really? - Yeah, yeah.
Last week, you hated each other.
That was last week.
Then we found out we're having a baby, so...
- It's a girl. - Ah! Heh.
It's just getting better and better.
I've been in love with her since high school.
I wanna do the right thing.
Never been much of a ring guy. What do you think?
- Sentimental son of a bitch. - Thank you. That's sweet.
You're a stupid one too. Kelly's got two L's.
- Come on. - You can't read, anyway.
- What's the difference? - Ha, ha.
- You scared me, man. - Congratulations, bubba.
Thanks, brother.
Don't think you're not going down next, Smooth Dog.
I've seen you with Lt. Rollins.
That's the real deal, man. Try not to mess it up.
Roger that.
Nothing better than this, huh?
I can think of one thing.
Changing dirty diapers.
I'll get back to you on that one.
All right, daddy-o.
Right forearm, no tattoo, okay?
That's how I know this is not my boy.
"Okay" Okay?
All right, then where's Freddie?
He's gotta be where I left him.
All right, this is when we call the State Department.
We go through the proper diplomatic channels.
Catherine, we've done that. Look where it left us.
What about our people?
Even if I convinced the Navy to green light an op,
that's gonna mean 10 weeks of mission prep.
Freddie's family's been waiting three years already.
I think that's long enough.
Steve.
- I'm going with you. - Absolutely not.
I'm not asking for your permission.
You're not going anywhere.
Hey, look, come here.
Let's forego the whole John Wayne "it's too dangerous for the lady" speech.
You're gonna need support. I've done three tours in Kabul,
and I am as qualified as you when it comes to taking care of myself.
- Yes, you are. - Good.
Then you also know that I'm not very good at taking no for an answer.
- I'm not gonna win this one, am I? - No, you're not.
Okay, fine.
Good. Now that we got that taken care of,
how do you plan on doing this?
Because all I've got is a pack of gum, some Dramamine and a ready smile.
I'm working on it.
Hey, I was just thinking about you. How'd it go?
Sideways.
- What happened? - That's what I'm going to find out.
Listen, I need you to call in a marker for me, buy me some time.
- How much? - Twenty-four hours.
I can make some calls.
Try to delay your bird for a day.
Tell me what's going on.
Yeah, we'll do that when I get back, over a beer.
In the meantime, I got another one for you. Ready?
I'm listening.
We need a contact for gray intel, transpo and party favors.
I was wondering if our old friend is still operating along the DMZ.
Last I heard, he was.
All right, how do I find him?
Look for the bar that's open the longest.
Long live the Brooklyn Dodgers.
I hear music. Where are you?
That's the radio. I was just calling to say that we're not coming back yet.
There's something we gotta do.
Something you gotta do? What's that mean exactly?
I can't be any more specific than that right now.
Okay, uh,
but remember what happened the last time you were in Korea?
Trust me. I got everything under control. I'll call you soon.
Look what the high tide washed up.
- What's going on, Frank? - Oh.
Good to see you, man.
You look a hell of a lot better than the last time I saw you.
Hey, I'd like you to say hello to Catherine Rollins.
Oh. L'chaim, pretty lady.
What exactly you drinking there?
That is snake's blood and rice wine.
- God's nectar. - It's also an aphrodisiac.
Thirty-six hours of lead in your pencil, and doesn't cost $13 a pill.
- That's too much information, Frank. - Oh. Okay, okay.
We can talk about something else.
You look like you got something on your mind.
We need your help running an errand.
What kind of errand?
One that involves Tangerine.
Ugh.
Oh, about that.
What happened?
Honey buzzards.
Beg your pardon?
Oriental honey buzzards, a whole flock of them.
What's the world coming to when your first love survives missiles,
gunfire, rocket-propelled grenades,
and gets taken out by a flock of funky birds?
I am sorry for your loss.
Duly noted.
So, what's this all about?
The errand that I mentioned involves picking up a friend across the border.
He's been waiting to come home.
Sounds righteous.
Just my kind of errand.
Where are we?
Old smuggler's route.
The end of the line.
Best I could do on short notice.
This will work. It's good.
Follow this trail all the way.
But make sure you stay on the path. It's cut through a minefield.
If you make it to the end, you're in North Korea.
Only problem after that,
heavily fortified group of terrorists that are not known for hospitality.
If by chance you make it out alive,
you're stuck in a country of 25 million people who hate Americans.
Good luck.
You all right?
Roger that.
We in the right location?
Okay.
We got about three clicks up a 60-degree slope.
That's where we'll find Freddie.
Let's move.
- You hit? - I'm fine. Keep moving!
The guy in the uniform.
By the car. You see him?
Yeah, you know him?
We need to grab him.
Keep your hands on the wheel. Hey!
Put your hands on the wheel.
Look at me.
You remember me?
About three years ago, you put some bullets into a friend of mine.
He was American military.
Now I remember you.
And your friend.
Good. Because you're gonna take us to him.
You heard the man.
Let's go.
Steve!
Catherine.
- You okay? - Yeah.
Where is he?
Shh.
Shh! Shh!
Shh! Shut up. Shut up.
Let's try that again, shall we?
Huh?
Dig.
Dig!
How bad?
It only hurts when I breathe.
It's just a fractured rib.
I'll be okay. Trust me, your head's a lot worse.
Stop.
Move. Move.
Is it him?
Yeah.
Steve?
What is it?
Did you do this to my friend?
Huh?
Hey!
Hey! Did you mutilate my friend?
Hey! Huh?
Who did that? Who gave the order?
Did Ji-woon give the order?
Was it Ji-woon?
Listen to me very carefully.
You have three seconds to answer my question, okay?
Or everything you did to my friend here,
I'm gonna do to you.
One.
Two.
Ji-woon. Ji-woon.
- Huh? - Han Ji-woon.
He ordered us to do it.
Where is he?
Back at the camp.
I wouldn't move if I was you.
Cath!
Cover me!
That's it. That's it.
Give them your gun.
Do what they say, all right?
It's nice to see you again, commander.
And I see you brought another friend.
I got a lot of friends.
They're moving in on this location.
I don't think so.
I think you're here alone.
On some foolish personal vendetta.
Commander Hart was already dead.
Why'd you have to desecrate his body?
You should've just taken what I gave you
and gone home.
Is that why you sent us the wrong body?
So no one would find out what you animals did?
Answer my question.
Cover me.
Steve!
We gotta go. Now!
Let's go. Let's go!
Look at that, something's going down.
We got it.
Eyes on the package.
Let's move.
How you doing?
Hands down. Keep quiet, or I'll put a bullet in you.
Package is secure.
Go.
Americans! Americans!
Move it!
Go. Go. Go, move it, move.
- Fred, you hit? - I'm good. I'm fine, keep moving.
Get the package out of here.
What are you talking about? We're moving. Let's go!
- Let's go! - Do the job. Now, do the job!
My job is not leaving anybody behind!
You won't.
Look at me.
I'm not going anywhere.
Don't let this be for nothing.
Steven.
Do something for me.
- No, no, no, no, no. - No, listen to me.
- What are you talking about, man? - Listen to me.
One day...
...tell my daughter...
You tell my girl that her daddy loved her.
Promise me.
- Promise me! - I promise.
All right, I promise.
Now, go.
Hooyah, brother.
Moving.
Get the hell out of here, you stupid son of a bitch!
If he hadn't have covered me,
I never would have made it out of there.
You did everything you could do.
And you completed the mission.
Yeah.
You know, it's funny.
You don't look Hawaiian.
You're gonna tell us everything.
But you were born there, weren't you?
Every terrorist cell you and Victor helped arm.
Every supplier you worked with, all your trafficking associates.
Everyone you've ever sold weapons to.
Chasing my brother and I for five years.
Like a little doggy looking for a bone.
You don't think we do our homework on you?
You should get that.
You don't speak to your father nearly enough.
- Dad. - Hey, champ.
I knew something was wrong right away.
He sounded scared, you know?
Like the day he told me my mother had died.
We stand at attention to honor the ultimate sacrifice of a son,
a husband, a father, a dear friend. Freddie Hart.
Freddie wished to serve his country by becoming a Navy SEAL.
Indeed, it was his greatest desire.
His passion for his work was paralleled only
by his love of family
and the land where we lay him to rest today.
No doubt, for those of you that knew Freddie,
there will be long nights to come,
filled with questions, pain,
longing, anger and confusion.
Let us not despair.
Instead,
let us celebrate Commander Freddie Hart's life.
Step.
Ready.
Aim. Fire.
Two.
Aim. Fire.
Ready. Aim. Fire.
Present arms.
On behalf of a grateful nation and a proud Navy,
I present you this flag in recognition of your husband's years
of honorable and faithful service to his country.
Steve.
Thank you.
Commander.
We thank you for bringing our boy home.
It's my privilege, sir.
Hey.
I loved your daddy.
And I know he would have loved you very much.
Now wherever you go,
he'll always be with you.