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Make room, guys. Make room.

U.S.A. friendly.

- Be safe. - All right.

you in charge of this area here?

Uh-oh. We got goats, guys.

- We going on a date, Sanborn? - No.

And you know this from your extensive work in the field, right?

Yeah, well, it's not going to stop a mortar round

Okay. So, what's the play?

I think we're out.

I can't. There's too many locks. There's too many. I can't do it.

Well, if he wasn't an insurgent. he sure the hell is now.

They won't get far on foot.

Wooh, he's a wild one. We got a wild one.

but it's a little bit unsafe today.

I want to shake your hand.

- Hi, sir. - How are you?

Here, use that.

See you in hell !

This is the edge of the blast radius.

Sergeant James, take off your shirt.

Me explaining to corps staff why i'm going to class in nonregs after hearing about a bomb

Pretty much the bottom line is if you're in Iraq, you're dead.

I can't get it off. I'm sorry. Okay.

Roger that, 150 meters

He says I don't wish to die. I have a family... Please take this off me.

Come on, man. Wanna play some...

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Will's very weird.

You mean to tell me you married?

That's a pretty long flight, huh?

Tell me what you see, specialist.

-Got 'em? - Yeah.

That's just hot shit.

Fire in the hole! Fire in the hole. Fire in the hole.

What are you looking at?

How's it looking, Eldridge?

Come on, come on. It's the tight shit, man.

Nope. What's this made out of?

Looks like, he's checking the oil.

I just saw him. He was walking right here.

He's dead, man.

Get your hands up.

That's all you got?

Good to hear it.

Uh, I'm not quite sure.

I got four armed men.

we're just going to blow up their little fuckin' road.

You love playing with that.

I mean, how do you do it, you know?

Where's that? Yale?

So, I'm pretty sure I can figure out a piece of redneck trailer trash like you.

Fire in the hole!

- Is that everything? - Yeah.

He says the bomb may have a timer, please hurry.

That's case iron steel.

You love your mommy, your daddy, your nature pajamas.

- Oh, he's all right. - Get up, bitch.

Want to get back?

I'm going to sell the grass, you're going to cut it.

I don't know, JT. You know why I am the way I am?

He's not a bad man? He got a bomb strapped to him.

- Hey, get out of here, man. - Where?

Goats 12:00. Watch out.

- But the bomb was forced on him. - Get him back!

Yeah, I'm not trying to fill his shoes or anything.