(radio transmission) - We've currently got PID
on a bunch of insurgents
in a compound so we're not going to engage
them. The taskforce--
- ...got a power for 05. - ...is going to move out from
this area into that location and engage these guys. What I'm going to do is once
you guys get a bit closer
is have the... ...and you guys capture
that target area.
We've got PID on a guy with a big massive gun. No active fire at this time
and the location of the place where we saw the PID is,
Quebec Quebec 23224-- <i> - Kandahar Province,
Southern Afghanistan,</i> <i> the birthplace of the Taliban.</i> <i> It's 54,000 square kilometers
of brutal insurgency,</i> <i> conflicting agendas,</i> <i> tribal rivalry and blood feuds.</i> <i> This is the Canadian forces
area of operation. We wear it.</i> <i> And every day, we drive
deeper into the furnace
of enemy country.</i> <i> It's one hell of a rough road.</i> (music playing) - Three Niner Alpha,
this is 66. - 66, this is Three Niner
Alpha. Send. Over. - 66. I have contact. Over. - Three Niner Alpha, roger. - Checking dope, up 15 left one. - Wind gusts 15 to 20. Left to right. Hold left hand side of target. - On. And buddy's got a shovel. - Could be a farmer.
- On a road? - Why not?
- 'Cause it's a road, man. - Could be a really shitty
farmer, like, constantly
puzzled, you know? He's in the village,
asking everybody, "Why
are my crops so lousy?" No one has the heart to say,
"Hey, buddy, you can't grow, like, anything on a road." - Will you shut the fuck up? Bad move. He's got a shell casing
shaped like a 122, orange det cord
sticking out of the nose. - Three Niner Alpha, 66. I have PID, positive ID
on one times insurgent. Time of contact 10:28 local. - 66, this is Three
Niner Alpha. Over. - Three Niner Alpha, 66.
SITREP. One times insurgent,
gray man jams, black head dress, holding
a 122 mm shell casing with orange det cord
emanating from the top-- - Emanating? - Coming out of the top. - And now he's placing
the projectile into the hole.
- One rude Hyena, 650 meters
to the north northwest of grid Quebec Quebec 4176 8134. - Three Niner Alpha acknowledge. - When he stands back up,
engage. - Stand by. - Send it. Three Niner Alpha, 66. - Three Niner Alpha send.
- One times insurgent engaged in center mass.
No motion. At grid Quebec Quebec 4176 8134. Moving to RV extraction
at grid Quebec Quebec 4199 8226. - Three Niner Alpha.
Roger that, 66. One times insurgent VSA. We are
pushing higher assets
to confirm. - 66, roger. Exfilling now.
- Three Niner Alpha, roger.
Your ride's en route. - Three One Charlie,
this is Three Niner, move now. - Three One Charlie,
we're on the move, we'll
pick 'em up in ten mikes. - Higher asset confirmation, one times insurgent KIA
at grid Quebec Quebec 4176 8134. - What's up? - Take a look at that culvert. Cover the stretch of road
50 meters to... to the left. Three One Charlie, this is 66.
What's your ETA? - 66, Three One Charlie.
We're about 3 to 4 mikes,
the other side of the hill. - Three One Charlie, this is 66.
Advise you hold your position.
Do not crest the hill. I say again, do not
crest the hill. We've got something weird
on the road. Gonna have
a look. Wait out. - 66. Three One Charlie,
good copy. - Hickey, get the Coyote
on the patch just ten meters left of the culvert.
Put a round in it. What do you think?
- It's probably nothing. - Hickey, put a round
in the patch next to it. - Could be just
a bad patch of road.
- Yeah, what if you're wrong? - When have I
ever been wrong? - My sister?
- Yeah, that was bad. - Hickey, just for fun. Chamber up a Raufoss. Line up
on that patch dead ahead of us. Let's see what
an incendiary does. - Stand by.
- Send it. (shot) - You okay?
- Ah, fuck! - We're blown.
(gunshot) (yelling in foreign language) - Ambush!
- Go! Go! Go! - Go! Get the fuck out of there!
- Covering! - Covering! - Covering! Moving! - Three Niner Alpha, this is
66. SITREP. We are being
effectively engaged. Exfilling now. Over.
- Three Niner Alpha, roger. Out. - Hey, we got a tick.
We got troops in contact. - Three One Charlie, Three Niner
Alpha. Do you acknowledge
last from 66? - Three One Charlie,
roger that. Moving out now. - 66. Negative. Do
not crest the hill. The road is filled
with IEDs. You are the target. Can you circle the ridge,
get us on the back side?
- Three One Charlie. Roger, but it's two-zero,
two-five mikes at best.
- Break Break. 66, Three Niner Alpha.
What's the force size? - 66. Two-zero to two-five
hostiles. Am seeking
strong point. Wait out. - Fuck! - They're still on us! Fuck!
- Fucker! They got us cut off!
- We need to find
a strong point! - I got a village! - 66, we're moving in to grape
field. Will strong point
from there. Wait up. (gunfire, yelling) - Contact!
- Cover! (shouting) - Fuck, we're blocked. We're
blocked! Go that way!
- Over the wall! - Cover!
- Go, go, go!
- On my six! - Go, go, go, go!
- Contact left! - We got a door!
- Go! Go! - Changing mags!
- Changing mags! - Changing mags!
- Changing mags!
- Covering! - Covering! Cover me! - Tank, Hickey! Go!
- Go, go, go! - Covering! Go! - We got a door straight ahead! Fuck, it's blocked! - 66, Three Niner Alpha.
Send SITREP. Over. - 66...
- Covering!
- We still have contact. We're moving into village.
We'll strong point from there.
Send grid, over! - Get Lavigne on Zero, ASAP.
- You're on with Zero, ma'am. - Zero, this is
Three Niner Alpha. I've got troops
in contact, force size two five insurgents.
Request fast air. Over.
- Three Niner Alpha,
this is Zero. Roger that. We'll see what we got in the
air. Over. TAC-P, what lines
we flying right now? - Two ship, but
they're not in range, sir.
- Get 'em there. Push 'em hard. Fires, get me a PSS-SOF grid.
- Roger that. - 66, Three Niner Alpha.
Convoy is en route and Zero is pushing fast air but you're
going to have to hang in there. - 66, acknowledge. Over. We gotta find another
point of entrance! - RPG! - They blew a hole!
- There's an opening! - Go through it! Go! - Thank you, Mr. Taliban! - Salaam Alaikum. - Clear! - Clear! Clear! - Clear!
- Let's go! - Someone clear this door. - All right, Ryan, we got
a compound dead up there. - Roger that! Go!
- Moving! - Contact rear!
- Moving! - Covering!
- Covering! - Point?
- Clear! - Clear!
- Clear! - Clear!
- Clear! (foreign language) - Grenade!
- Grenade! - They're surrounding us.
- Three Niner Alpha.
Send SITREP. Over. - Are you inviting us in?
- I think he wants to help. - 66. Three Niner Alpha.
SITREP, please. 66. Send SITREP. Over. - Three Niner Alpha, 66.
- Three Niner Alpha. Send. - 66. We are holed up inside
compound at grid-- Travis? - Quebec Quebec 4133 8921-- - Quebec Quebec 4133 8921.
We have a section plus of insurgents
encircling compound. We need QRF extraction
for 4 PAX, ASA-fucking-P. We got an Elder
with crazy eyes, he's... he's asking us inside. I'm
moving in. We'll strong point
from there. Over. - Did he say "crazy eyes"?
- Yeah. - Can I get a description
of the Elder?
- 66, this is Zero. Describe the friendly.
- 66. Did you not hear me?
We need QRF extraction now! - It's important.
- 66. I say again: describe
the friendly. Over. - 66. Elder is about-- I don't know, he's Afghan old.
Weird eyes, different colors. - Break Break. Zero,
they're jammed here,
we gotta get them out! - Three Niner Alpha,
we're pushing. Will advise. - Fuck! - Let's move in.
Come on. Let's move in. - I got it. - Clear!
- Clear! - Everybody take a corner. Three Niner Alpha, 66. Looking
for status on that ride home? - 66, Three Niner Alpha. QRF is two-zero mikes out
and you're danger close
for artillery. You're gonna have to hunker
down. We'll get you
out of there ASAP. - 66, roger. Out.
We're on our own. - What, they can't get
anything to us?
- Not for a while. Okay, guys, let's arm up. - What the fuck? - Grenade. I need a grenade.
- I got one. Here. - Ryan. What do you think
they're doing? - Same as us, getting ready. - You see anything?
- They got an '82 recoilless. - Oh, great. - Everybody okay?
- Yeah. - I'm good. You?
- What's he doing? - I don't know. (yelling in foreign language) (gunshots)
- They killed him. - Gents, it's been a privilege.
- Likewise. - Kill every fucker that comes
through those doors.
- Roger that. - Hold your fire! - Taliban?
- No Taliban. - We're safe?
(foreign language) - You trust him? - Let's gear up. Let's go! (foreign language) Thank you.
- Clear! - Clear!
- Clear. - Where the hell did they go? - Three Niner Alpha, 66.
We're clearing the village. Moving to rendezvous point
at grid 4012 8883. - Three Niner Alpha,
acknowledge. RV Quebec Quebec 4012 8883. Over. Zero, this is Three Niner Alpha. 66 coming home. Over. - Zero acknowledge. Fuck... <i> - KAF.</i> <i> You might as well be on Mars
as in Afghanistan.</i> <i> We're out in the middle
of the desert,</i> <i> surrounded by a forest
of razor wire.</i> <i> It's a coalition force from
over 45 different nations.</i> <i> Two-thirds of the soldiers
deployed here never even
see the country,</i> <i> they just see blast walls
and defects, Tim Horton's.</i> <i> Nobody even knows how many
people are on this base;</i> <i> 35-- 45-- 60,000.</i> <i> It's here, inside the wire,
that we organize everything
that goes on outside the wire,</i> <i> and half the time
we got it wrong.</i> <i> But that means half the time
we got it right.</i> <i> It's a vast organism that
consumes 14 metric tons
of food a day</i> <i> and shits into a lake that
fills the air with 30%
fecal matter.</i> <i> In KAF, you breathe
your own shit.</i> <i> - I'm building a road,
gentlemen,</i> I'm building a big fucking road
and it's going like a dagger into the heart of the enemy
and it is fucking him up. And every morning
he wakes up, and I'm standing there
and I'm punching him
right in his fucking face. Now we've never been this deep
into the heart of Panjaway, but Hyena Road is in there
and she is in there to stay. And they don't like it,
'cause we're fucking with
their freedom of movement. So they're going after our dump
trucks and our gravel trucks
and our workers. - What are you saying?
- I'm saying I've lost 36 civilians
in the last four months and
this bullshit's got to stop. And I'm going to need a little
help from you.
- General, I am just one man--
- You're Bashir Daoud Khan, BDK. You're one man with a militia. - And I'm your partner in peace. - So I need your eyes
and your ears and I need you
and your son to be at our little dedication
ceremony-- how many klicks
there, Shorty? - Fifteen, sir.
- Fifteen klicks of
hardtop into the Horn. Your presence there
would be very meaningful. - Hyena Road
is a gift to all Afghans.
It would be an honor for my father and I
to attend your ceremony. - Out-fucking-standing. - Thank you, General.
- Thank you, sir. - Look at that little prick.
He's like Caligula. It'd be a hell of a lot easier
to get Hyena built if that prick
would stop breathing. - Yeah, right there
you're right. Look,
I'm gonna hop a flight. I wanna get out to Sper and
run down a lead on an Elder. Tell Armstrong
I'll call in from the FOB.
- You don't wanna hang with me? - Oh, you know there is
nothing I'd rather do, but the future of Western
civilization depends on my ass
getting out to Sper. ♪♪ <i> Alexander the Great
marched into this graveyard
about 2,500 years ago.</i> <i> Easy to march in; hard
to march out. His words.</i> <i> He and his mother wrote
to each other all the time.</i> <i> And one day he got a letter
from her saying, "What
the hell?"</i> <i> You conquered most of the known
world in like a day and a half,</i> <i> what are you doing bogged down
in Afghanistan?"</i> <i> He grabbed a bag and
shoveled it full of dirt</i> <i> and had it sent back to Greece
with a message to his mother:</i> <i> "Take this dirt and dump it
around the palace,
see what happens."</i> - Blowtorch 61, taking fire.
Left 10:00. 300 meters
breaking right. Shakedown 30. Suppress. Shakedown. - Left on target. 10:00,
shakedown, 30 flight.
Race track left. - Clear to engage.
- Hit 'em! Hit 'em! - Shakedown 30,
target is neutralized. - Roger. <i> - So Alexander's mother spread
the dirt all around the palace.</i> <i> Later that night a couple of
attendants showed up, to make
sure she was all right.</i> <i> One says, go ahead, after you.</i> <i> And the other one says,
no, after you. And the
first one says, no,</i> <i> I insist. And the second one
says, don't you tell me
what to do,</i> <i> and they both pull their swords
and they go at it</i> <i> until they kill each other.</i> <i> Alexander's mother watched all
this and wrote a note
to him saying,</i> <i> "Okay, okay, now I get it."</i> <i> He wrote back saying
even the dirt is hostile.</i> <i> In Afghanistan,
dogs fight dogs,
birds fight birds,</i> <i> men kill men.</i> - Fire! (laughing and chatting) - Mind if I join you?
- Not at all, Warrant, please. Hey, I got an update
from the Engineer on that stretch of Hyena
from yesterday. They
cleared 8 IEDs in all. Something went wrong
with the last one-- the guy
lost his leg above the knee. They airlifted him to Landstuhl. I think we need to talk.
- Hey, uh... Hi, Jenn, sorry to interrupt
here. Ryan, I'm Pete Mitchell,
one of the effects guys at Brigade. Didn't mean to wreck
your meal, but you mind if
I have a word with you? - Sure. Catch up to you later. - I was in the TOC when you guys
had that engagement
in Haji Baba. You were fucking lucky. - Come all the way out here
to tell me that?
- No. No, I came out here
because... and I could be way out of line
here but, you know, manifestly you and Jenn got
a little something going. On behalf of the entire battle
group, I'd just like to express our collective fuckin' jealousy.
(laughing) - You got a girl? - Yep. Woman of
my dreams back home. - Does she know what you do?
- My wife? No, she thinks I work
inside the wire and I'm going to leave it
that way. Let her sleep
easy at night. Tell me something. How much you do you know
about Pashtunwali? - Well, whatever's in
the handbook. You know, it's a tribal code. It's old.
- Oh, yeah. It's so old they look upon Islam
as a kind of recent add-on. - What are those? - They're dates.
They're local. They help you shit.
(laughing) The code has got a bunch of,
well, they call them pillars, and one of
them is Panah, which means 'protection',
more or less. So when that Elder invited you
into his home he gave you Panah: no harm could come to you. - So I owe him, you mean?
- Well, he did it for Allah, he didn't do it for
you. But you are still breathing
so that'd be your call. This Elder, did he speak any English? - No.
Just a couple words. - Any marks about him,
any scars?
- No, but he had weird eyes.
- Weird how? - His left eye was brown.
His right eye was deep blue. So who is this guy? Why'd he... why'd he
give me this Panah? - That's what
I want to know. I got a patrol going back into
the village in the morning. I'd really like it
if you'd come along
with me, help me ID the guy. - Yeah, sure, I'll be there.
- O900. - All right.
- All right. - I'll see you in the morning.
- Yeah. - What are you thinking? - Hmm... I'm thinking about our hotel
room in Cyprus. - Umm... Okay, I'm gonna say something and I'm gonna say it for both of
us and it's going to be shitty and it's got to be said. - Fuck me. - You know that I am completely
crazy about you.
And Cyprus was... Cyprus was perfect. We're perfect. But we can't keep
doing this. We both know that. If we get caught, I'm gonna get cashiered.
This is my career.
- It's mine, too. - I know, this is what I'm
saying. When we rotate home, we'll see. But right now, while
we're here, it's gotta stop. - So this is it? - I think it has to be. - This is like
fucking Armageddon. - I know. You know there is nothing
that I would rather do than climb over there and
fraternize the shit out of you. - Hmm... You can't dump me
in one sentence and say something
like that in the next. Ah... - Now, when you get to the grape
fields, if you see wire, you see metal, you see plastic
or newly turned dirt? Don't step on it. If you didn't
drop it, don't pick it up. Try to stay at least five body
lengths between the next man
in the patrol. When we get in the village,
you're going to see women
dressed in bags. Please don't stare at them. I
know you've probably seen that
in Toronto or Paris, but you haven't seen it here.
Here, those bags are like
magnets for your eyes. If you get caught staring
at them, it's gonna
fuck shit up for us. Quick clot, Tourniquet, bandage.
- I don't know how
to use any of that. - Ma'am, if it has to be used,
it won't be you using it. Salaam Alaikum. Hey! Eyes. - Salaam Alaikum.
- Alaikum Salaam. - This is my PTM. In my job, it is a great honor
to meet Elders such
as yourself today. And if you chose so,
it is a good day. But I was hoping to meet
another elder in this village? (translating) - He insists that "I'm the only
elder and there is no other." - Strange, because someone
told me there was another important man who lived in this
village, but I forget his name. But this person said you
couldn't forget him because he
had two different colored eyes. (yelling) - Hey! Hey. What's in your head?
You're too high. You can see the women without
their bags. Get down. Get down! - Sorry, sir.
- I think you know who I mean. - He says he's a ghost.
- Even ghosts have to live
somewhere. - He says most of them
live in Kandahar City. - Haji, what the fuck
are you doing?
- The carpets are dusty. - The entire country is dusty.
(laughing) Come on, let's have some tea. Step into my office.
- How are you doing, Pete? How is your family?
How is your time? - It's good. How is yours? Have you heard from Kabul?
When will you see 'em? - Soon. Insha Allah. - You're frowning. - I thought you were crazy, but
I was wrong and I don't
like to be wrong. My cousin says
maybe it is him. - In K-City?
- He thinks so. Why is he back? - If it's even him.
- But the eyes? - If it is him, do you think
you can get me in to see him? - My uncle has arranged it
for tomorrow. - Tell him I'm gonna
bring along another guy, the Master Sniper
with the battle group.
- One other thing. It's not relational--
- Related.
- Related, yes. I'm hearing something
about an attack. - In K-City?
- Soon. That's all I know. As soon as I find out more,
I will tell you. - Okay. How are you?
You need anything? - No, I'm good.
- You always say you're good. - I'm Afghan.
(laughing) - Oh listen, I got you... I got you some of that shampoo.
- What? - Some of that hand cream
you guys are so crazy about. (laughing happily) - Thank you, this is great.
- You're welcome, my friend. - This is my favorite. - Guys, listen up. This is
straight from the brass. Guys! Listen. All right... No more
fraternizing with goats! You bunch of goat-fuckers. - Okay, listen up. All four dets
are out tonight. All Ops
are observe and report, except for you, Travis. You guys
are on that bend in Hyena where that fucking tree is,
so keep your eyes peeled. I've been seconded to intel
for the day so I'm heading
into K-City. Wilf here is going to step up. (cheers and applause)
- Nice. Wilf! - All right,
I got some bad news. They grabbed a couple of guys
from 10th Mountain Dog Company. - What?
- Yeah. I don't know the details but there was an IED
of some sort, and the Tallies
grabbed two of them. - Are they alive?
- Yeah. - Fuck! You can blow me up with an IED, shoot me with an AK, fucking
run me over with a LAV-- I'm fucking fine with that!
But do not let me be taken
alive by these... fucking medievalists. - You good? - What exactly
do they do to you?
- It's unspeakable. - New comm logs. Fill them out.
- What do you mean--
- Hey. Unspeakable means we don't
fucking speak about it. - Targets down. Let's back up. First time, Wilf,
how do you feel?
- Good. - Ready to go?
- No, not quite.
I gotta take a shit. - What? Why?
- Why, I don't know, maybe
'cause my lower intestine is full of shit?
Give me your bag. - All right, fine.
- Thanks. - What a beautiful night... You know, if they get this place
together, I'd come back. Bring Joey camping.
- Camping. - Yeah.
- In Kandahar? - Why the fuck not? - Number two totally offloaded. Good to go. - Three Niner Alpha, this is 66 Bravo. Ready
for extraction. Over. - Let's move. - It's a beautiful morning.
- Has been for two hours. How long until the convoy?
- Should be on the move,
five, ten mikes, maybe. - These A&A Dudes...
You trust these guys? - With my life. It's their war.
We're just along for the ride. Hey, Walid... - Huh?
- What's he got
going on the tunes? - Leif Garrett.
- You're shitting me. Come on,
put it out for all to hear. - Yeah?
- ♪ Playin' in
a rock and roll band ♪ ♪ I never had no problems ♪ ♪ Burnin' down
one night stands ♪ ♪ And everything
around me, yeah ♪ ♪ Got to stop feelin' so low ♪ ♪ And I decided quickly ♪ ♪ Yes, I did ♪ ♪ To disco down
and check out the show ♪ ♪ Yeah, they were
dancin' and singin' ♪ ♪ And movin' to the groovin' ♪ ♪ And just when it hit me
somebody turned around
and shouted ♪ ♪ Play that funky music,
white boy ♪ ♪ Play that funky music right ♪ ♪ Play that funky music,
white boy ♪ ♪ Lay down that boogie ♪
- Okay, cowboys, on the move. Mount up. - ♪ Play that funky music
till you die, till you die ♪ - Gulf Niner Whiskey,
we're falling in. Over. - Roger that, Gulf Niner
Whiskey, join in. (horns honking) (horns honking, dog barking) - Take this right. - This is Gulf Niner Whiskey,
we're breaking off.
Thanks for the tow. - Pete, anywhere here. - Who is that guy?
- He's called The Cleaner. He's the bravest man I've ever
known. My greatest ally here. He works for us but can't be
seen with us, if you know
what I mean. His family's up in Kabul, and he hasn't seen them
or slept in the same bed more than three nights running
in the last two years. - Why is he doing it? - Love of country?
I honestly don't know. Can't just be for
the money we pay him. - Salaam Alaikum.
- Alaikum Salaam. (foreign language) - He says his name
is Mohammed. - Yeah, of course it is.
This bread looks very good. My friend, Ryan.
We have been friends, we have known each other
and loved each other
for many, many years. And you helped my friend
in the village of Haji Baba. (translating) And I would like to repay you
for that kindness. Now you must need something? Perhaps new prayer rugs
for your mosque. I would like to help with that. - How much is that?
- I have no idea. This is for your village. - He says, "Only a fool accepts
a gift without knowing
what it's for." (chuckling) - There was a legendary warrior,
a Mujahideen in the Jihad against the Soviets. He was
called "The Lion of the Desert." - He says he's heard
of this man. - The word is that he's back.
He's once again mujahid. Have you heard anything
about these rumors? May I ask where you're from? - He says his village
is called Abdullah Jan.
- Ah, so you're Pakistani? - "I've been a Pakistani
for many years, a Muslim for 1,400
and a Pashtun for 5,000." - I understand. If you hear anything
about the Lion, I would greatly
appreciate it. - So he's Pakistani?
- No. No, that was just
a kind of test. Abdullah Jan is just
the ruins of some village across the border
from Spin Boldak. Nobody's really lived there
for a couple hundred years,
least of all him. - So he's not just some guy
from a village.
- No, he's not. He's the Lion of the Desert. That's what his people
called him. The Russians, they called him
The Ghost because they
couldn't kill him. They shot him four times,
they blew him up twice. And each time, his guys would get him up over
the mountains and into the Red
Cross tents in Pakistan. Then they'd get him stitched up and he'd be back out there
blowing Russians out of the sky. We just met a very big gun. He's like a Rommel
or a Patton. This guy beat the Red Army, and
he was a kid when he did it. When the Russians
pulled out, he cut a deal with the Taliban:
I'm going back to my grape
fields, I don't want any part
of your stupid civil war. Just leave me alone. Which they did,
and it was kinda weird because generally speaking, the Tallies went after anybody
who stood against them. But him, for some reason they just
left him alone. - But now he's back.
- He's back, and I gotta figure out why.
A guy like him, with his
influence? He could prob-- (screaming) - We have multiple bombers,
vehicle borne and coordinated.
Reporting civilian casualties, multiple CIV-KIA, city center--
- Got a VD-IED Southwest
Kandahar City. Multiple casualties.
- In AIR reports taking fire at route one and
alpha seven-five. - Must have hit
the engine block.
- Goddamn. - Peter, where is the convoy?
We lost the convoy! - Zero, Golf Niner Whiskey.
I have contact. Over.
- Zero. Acknowledge. - Yeah, Golf Niner Whiskey.
We have contact at grid Quebec Romeo
232 one-two niner. We have no mil casualties.
I have mobility kill. Over. - Zero, roger. Be advised we
have reports of multiple SBVIED in vicinity of Police
Headquarters. More to follow. - Golf Niner Whiskey, send.
- Yeah, looks like the Tallies are at it again. It's
a shit storm out there. I advise you, try and exit city,
move to Camp Nathan Smith,
ride this one out. - Golf Niner Whiskey. Wilco out.
There's another explosion.
Let's go. We're gonna have to move,
head north. Goddamn, I can't get the radio--
- Forget the radio! We'll use
my MBITER. Let's go. We got to move. - Fuck. I'm gonna have
to blow it.
- Walid? - Yeah.
- Come... come here.
Behind the car. - Frag out. - Mitchell, grab Walid.
Punch up to that corner, cover my 6.
- Roger. Stay with me. - Clear. - Dick. - Let's go. They're moving
on the fucking rooftops. Clear. Let's go. RPG! You good?
- Yeah, good. - Can you shoot?
- Me? Fuck no. I'm intel. - Zero, Golf Niner Whiskey.
I have PID on multiple hostiles, 40 meters east of last position.
Engaging. Wait out. - Zero, roger. - Moving.
- Covering. - Target, 1:00. Target down! Mitchell,
come up to me. - Move it.
- Go, go, go! - Hold up! - I need you to punch left. Down that alleyway.
I'll cover you. You good?
- Yeah, good to go. - Standby. Go! - Clear! - Clear. - This is bad. - You piss with the dick
you got. Move it. Changing mags. Cover me.
- Covering. - Moving. - Rooftop, 9:00. Clear. - Shoot him.
- I don't shoot kids. - Clear.
- Clear. - No, no. It's my guy. It's
my guy. It's The Cleaner.
Go, go, go, go. Haji, where did you get
this truck? - My uncle!
- Of course. - I hung around, you never know
about this city. I heard the gunfire. Came
looking for you. We got lucky! - Fuck, yeah! Zero, this is
Golf Niner Whiskey.
We're heading in. - Zero acknowledge. Goddamn. - Can you get that in
to Armstrong? Ho, ho, ho. That was balls out, flat-out fucking insanity. Five suicide bombers, a rack of RPGs,
17 dead, 37 wounded. I gotta get a coffee.
- Do we know what
they were after? - Yeah. Police Headquarters. We
just got caught up in it. And
that is Kandahar Karma, baby, that's what that is. And I got
to say you handled your rifle like you got ice in your veins. - All those Tallies were using
AKs, which is a great weapon
if you're in a phone booth. (laughing)
You work the city a lot? - A fair bit, yeah.
- You got a weird job. - Oh yeah, and... and you don't? - Me? No. No, everybody knows the rules: you pick up an AK, an RPG,
you're gonna hear about it. There's no gray area. - Well, except back home where
they think what you do is a
little too... I don't know-- premeditated. But my shit? Hearts and Minds?
They lap that stuff up. It's got a moral ring to it,
even if it's mostly just PR. - You believe that? - These people here? They got no use for what
we have on offer. They don't want Justin Bieber,
or Tom Jefferson, or our fucking pornography. They just want our money and
a little bit of stability. - So how do we win?
- There is no winning. There's just an end state and
that's gonna get laid down by foreign policy, not by us. - You're a cynical man. - Not about this country,
I'm not. Not about these people.
- Me neither. And I gotta believe that
if I put a $6 round, just one bullet
in the right place, I could change everything. - You may be right. - You gonna
stick around at Sper? - No, I'm gonna hop a flight.
Should grab my gear. I'll be in touch. - I'll be around. Don't say anything, just listen. I know our situation.
I know it doesn't make sense. But you need to hear this
from me. I love you. Right down to the bone, right
down to the goddamned fucking
marrow. You need to know that. - Ditto. All of it. - Haji, what are you doing?
- Cleaning the chairs. - It's not your job.
- Well, whose job is it? - Well, it's nobody's. - This is why
you have dirty chairs. - I need some tea. Come on. Why would he even agree
to a meeting if he has
absolutely nothing to say? - Maybe he just wants
the coalition to know
that he's back. - Maybe, but for what? We need to know
who's in that village. Can you get into the Tazkera
Registry, find out
who lives there? - I have an uncle, he works
in the Governor's Palace. - God, how many uncles
do you have? - Many.
(laughing)
Tell me... What do you think of my hair?
I've been using the shampoo. - It looks silky smooth
and very manageable. - And my hands? - Soft. Like a baby's bum. (laughing)
- You're the best. - Hey there, Chewey. I need a favor. I'm looking at a village
at this grid marker, any events in the last, I don't
know, say the last six months.
- Come on, Pete-- - I know, I should go through
Armstrong, but I don't even know
what I'm actually looking for. And I don't feel like doing a
whole work-up just on a hunch. - You want a visual, I assume.
- Anything with eyes, yeah.
- I'll let you know. - Thank you. - Anything useful?
- Maybe. What do I owe you? - I'll take your beer allotment
at the end of the month.
- I only get two, same as you. - And I'll take them both.
- All right, they're yours. And you can clear all this shit
off. Thanks, Chewey. Oh, yeah, and one
of these days, I'm gonna spool up
a fire mission and train my triple seven
on your backside. - Okay. - Hey, Haji.
What you got for me? - Oh, it's bad. It's Bashir's. - You're kidding me.
BDK owns that land? You're sure?
- It's in the record. - All right,
listen, can you get
out to Sper tomorrow? - Yes, no problem.
- If you're at the gate,
if anyone asks, you're just a contractor
working on a school or... I don't know, a fucking
kite factory or something. - Okay.
- Take care, my friend. - Have you had any tenderness
in your breasts, or nausea, or just the spotting?
- No, just the spotting. I'm really managing my cycle. I haven't had my period
in six months. I don't know, maybe
I missed a pill or... maybe I'm just being paranoid.
- Yeah. If we find something, what do we do? You know
I'm supposed to report it.
- Well. I'm asking you not to. As a friend, okay? - Oh, my. - Oh, my God. Okay... - How's Joey?
- He's good, you know, report card's off the charts. But he misses the shit
out of you.
(chuckling) - Oh, come on, honestly? He really misses me?
- Of course he misses you.
Fuck, I miss you. - I miss you, too, baby.
- How much do you miss me? - A "wide open prairie"
miss you. - What about these?
You miss them? - Oh, Jesus, you have no idea
how much I miss them. Hang on. - I had to go back because this
op was pretty early in the roto, but the DETs observed
between 15 and 20 Tallies
moving across the field. Because of the force size,
they didn't engage. Company command requested the
grid. They called it in,
artillery beat the shit out of them.
- There was some fast air
in there as well, right? - Yeah, I believe so.
He had two A10s.
- And they destroyed the field? - That's what Wart Hogs do. - Well, see, this matters
because, as it turns out, the field is "owned"
by Bashir Daoud Khan. - BDK?
- See, BDK leases the field to the farmer who's basically...
he's like a slave, right? The farmer works the field,
and then at the end of
the poppy season, he's got to hand over 5,000 USD. Whatever he gets on top of that
he gets to keep, which is probably, like,
800 bucks, somewhere around
the national average. Now, in this particular case,
the Tallies go running
around the field, ISAF blows the shit out of it, and the crop is ruined. And now,
well, the farmer, he's got less
than Adam before the apple. Well, BDK shows up and says,
"Hello, where's my 5,000 USD?" And the farmer says, "Well,
the crop was ruined, you know?
No fault of my own." BDK says, "I don't give
a shit, I'm evil. I will have my $5,000.
And you have 'x' amount of time
to come up with it." - Wow, this guy sounds like
Tony Soprano. - Yeah. But without
the therapist.
- We Afghans, we're not very big on therapy. (laughing) - All right, so why are we
looking at this farmer?
- His name is Abdul Malik. His father's name is Haji Malik.
Lion of the Desert. - His father is The Ghost?
Holy shit. - And we think this is why The
Ghost has returned-- to protect
the honor of his family. - And there's some bad history
between BDK and The Ghost. Now, I don't want things
to go haywire because
I want The Ghost. I want him to work with us
because he could be a powerful ally for what we're
trying to achieve down here. Maybe we'll actually
get Hyena built.
- So, where do I fit in? - Well, we think the date
for payment is close, yeah? Two, three days, kinda thing.
So I need eyes on that village. I need to know about the comings
and goings, the who, the what--
all that kind of thing. - All right. I got my snipers
spread all over the area
of operation. But I could re-deploy,
rotate the DETs-- two days on, two days off, sort
of thing. Starting tonight. - Outstanding! - You ever try a date?
- No, thank you. - ♪ Baby, please don't go ♪ ♪ Baby, please don't go ♪ ♪ You got dimples in your jaw ♪ ♪ You got dimples in your jaw ♪ ♪ You got dimples in your jaw ♪ ♪ And that ain't all
So baby, please don't go ♪ - Comms check?
- Check. Check. - Comms check to Wilf?
- Check. Roger you. - AKA Training Magnate?
- Check. - So you guys are gonna be
dropped off somewhere
about here... - AKA Smelly Shit?
- Check. - You guys make your way
up into the mountain here.
- AKA Douchebag? - ♪ Hey-hey, little girl ♪ ♪ Hey, little girl,
hey-hey, little girl ♪ ♪ Hey, little girl,
oooh ♪ ♪ Hey-hey, little girl ♪ ♪ Hey-hey, little girl ♪ ♪ Baby, please don't go,
ah, don't go, baby ♪ ♪ Don't go, don't go ♪ ♪ Don't go,
don't go ♪ ♪ Don't go, don't go ♪ ♪ Don't go, don't go ♪ ♪ Don't go, don't go,
don't go, don't go ♪ ♪ Baby, please don't go ♪ ♪ Baby,
please don't go ♪ ♪ Baby, please don't go ♪ ♪ Baby,
please don't go ♪ ♪ Baby, please don't go ♪ (foreign language) - Brr!!
(laughing) - You seeing anything, Tank?
- Negative. - All right, take a break. - Roger that. - Hey, putz. Is there something
you wanna tell me? Perry Como? In a combat zone? - It was on shuffle.
- Unacceptable. Completely inappropriate. - You know, I've been thinking
about what you said about... changing everything,
you know, with one bullet. You really
believe that? - Yeah, I believe that. I'm here, aren't I?
- Yeah. Yeah. - Look at this. - Okay, what the fuck is this?
(laughing) - I'm a terrible dancer. - You're an unbelievably
bad dancer. - But I'm a great shot.
And I've always been. Ever since I was a kid. It might have been irresponsible
to put a weapon in my hand, but people would get hunting
licenses -they didn't
even have a gun- just so that I could hunt
on their behalf. I used to shoot hard
to shoot game. Put food
on people's tables when times were hard--
- Sir, Captain Boland
wants to see you both. - We're on. - Three Niner Alpha,
this is 66 Bravo. - 66 Bravo, Three Niner Alpha.
Send. Over. - 66 Bravo. We got a convoy
heading our way. Over. - Three Niner Alpha,
describe the convoy. - 66 Bravo, three
white Suburbans, coming in fast-- looks like
they're up-armored. Over. - Three Niner Alpha, what's
happening in the village? - 66 Bravo, all is quiet. Over. - They're not ready,
they got no... Goddamn it. - Okay, what's going on here?
- I don't know yet. Get everyone up.
- Roger. - Holy shit. 66 Bravo, we've got two VIPs exiting
the vehicle. First, 40's, black hair, bad dye job,
beady little eyes. - Can he confirm VIP is BDK? - 66 Bravo, Three Niner Alpha.
Is VIP BDK? Can you confirm? - 66 Bravo, confirming.
VIP call sign Bravo Delta Kilo. Second civ, Hamid Walid Khan. Call sign Hotel Whiskey Kilo. Three Niner Alpha,
this is 66 Bravo. We've got Taliban,
counting four. - He's got Tallies with him?
- A guy like BDK plays both
sides of the fence. - 66 Bravo, Three Niner Alpha,
do you have clearance?
Are they carrying weapons? - Wednesdays, Fridays, he's
with us. Tuesdays, Thursdays,
he's with the Tallies, and on days off they're
both running narcotics.
- 66 Bravo, negative. No weapons.
But they're in costume. Black turbans, black man jams. These guys are not even trying
to hide who they are. Over. (child screaming) 66 Bravo. We have hostile action
against civilians. - Three Niner Alpha.
Clarify hostile action. - They're taking kids,
little girls. - Three Niner Alpha. Do you have
imminent threat? Over. - 66 Bravo. Negative. But they are grabbing little
girls and dragging them
to their trucks. (girls screaming) Authorize to engage? I am
getting ready to take the shot. - No, I'm stepping in. 66 Bravo, this is Golf Niner
Whiskey. Sit tight. Over.
- What the fuck? Take them down!
- Unless they pull out weapons,
we can't get involved. - 66 Bravo. I can intervene. - Golf Niner Whiskey. Negative.
Unless you see a weapon,
do not intervene. - 66 Bravo. They are
taking little kids. - Golf Niner Whiskey.
Sit tight.
- 66 Bravo. Clarify. Are you
fucking kidding me? - Golf Niner Whiskey. Unless
you see a weapon, do not engage. - We gotta do something!
- Your guys will stand down! - Jesus Christ!
- Settle down, Warrant. Fuck! - Fuck! - Hey, you're out of line here!
- Why didn't you override? - Because it's an intel op,
it's their call. It's the rules
of engagement and you know that! - It's a fucking crime!
- Hey, we need to talk. - No, you know what, we're good.
We're good. Hey, Mitchell. What are those girls,
like, 8, 10 years old? Huh? And we just stand there? What's
going to happen to them, huh? - They're gonna be sold,
that's what's gonna happen. BDK will hand them over
to the Tallies. The Tallies
will put them on the market. Whatever they get above five
they're going to keep, but BDK
will get his $5,000. And then, I don't know, they're
gonna end up in some shitty
marriage in Dubai. Or worse, they're gonna end up
sucking dick in some brothel outside of Fort McMurray. - You know this
and we don't intervene? - We didn't intervene because
we didn't have imminent threat. Those are the rules
of engagement. I had
to make that call. And we didn't intervene because
BDK is protected by a roof
on top of which is a great big fucking sign that
reads "CIA." He's their asset. Now, if you want to bring down
our General and fuck up
the entire battle group, be my guest, go ahead,
shoot him. - What kind of fucking war
are we fighting here?
- Oh, come on, it's not one war. It's a whole bunch of different
wars. And mine, it's like
a 3D chess game. Half the time I don't even know
who the fuck I'm playing
against. - We're not
playing games here! - No, we're not. But we're not here so kids
can fly kites either. - Then what the fuck
are we doing here?
- We are rolling back the clock. And we are stacking the deck so
this time the complete fucki''
crazies don't win. Haji, did you get all of that?
- Yes, the relay was clear. He's going to have to react. He will make Badal. - Okay, Badal is another one of those tribal pillars.
It's like... Come on, sit down. Sit down. Badal basically means, like, revenge or... it's like "an eye
for an eye" kind of thing. - It's more about honor.
If the leader of the family cannot restore
honor to them, then
he must leave forever. So The Ghost has
no choice. He must act.
- Now, here's the thing: BDK served under The Ghost in
the war against the Russians. The story goes that a Russian
chopper went down and BDK ass-raped
one of the pilots. And as punishment, The Ghost
embarrassed him in front
of the rest of the Muj. - So, you see, Badal continues.
- BDK is a bad guy and he needs to be brought down.
Now, we can't do it. But
The Ghost can. To do that, we gotta boost the stature of
The Ghost. And we're gonna start by inviting The Ghost to
the ceremony for Hyena Road. - Put them together?
Badal is possible. - I'm also gonna offer up
the safe house. If they
meet on Hyena Road, it's political. If they meet at
the safe house, it's personal. Either way, there's
gonna be fireworks. Okay, there's a flight heading
back to KAF in about
10, 11 mikes. I'm gonna hop on it.
Now, I need you to set up a meeting
with The Ghost. We'll
do it at the safe house. And I need your team
to scope out security at the ceremony site
and at the safe house. Ryan. Ryan... Don't think I don't feel
for those girls, 'cause I do. And we'll do what we can
to find them. But right now, in the bigger
picture, we need The Ghost. (humming) (cell phone buzzing) (foreign language) ♪♪ - Travis said you were
looking for me.
- Yeah. - All right,
look, I'm sorry.
I lost my shit. But you know me. And you know
that most of the time, I'm proud about what we do here
and I'm proud about how
we go about doing it, but... those were kids. And if we can't help them,
what's the point of
doing all this? - I don't have
an answer for that, and for what it's worth,
I agree with you. But that's not
what I wanted to see you about. Do you mind just
closing the door? Here... Have a seat, I just have
to show you something. - What's this? - Uh, that's our baby. It was Cyprus, I guess. - That's one of the most
beautiful things I've ever seen. The most beautiful thing. - This kind of changes
things, doesn't it? - Yeah, it changes everything. - I think that in terms of the
brass we're going to be okay, because it happened
while we were on leave, but we've got to figure out
what we're gonna do. - Figure out what
we're gonna do? We're gonna have a baby. - Is that what you want? - Yeah, of course it's
what I want. More than anything. - Okay, good. I'm glad. - You know, you're
making me crazy. - Yeah, I know,
I'm making myself crazy. - What did you think I'd think?
- I don't know, I just was... I was nervous. We didn't... ...leave things very well.
(sobbing) - Come here, come here. We're gonna have a baby. You sure it's mine?
(laughing) - Niner Niner,
TAC on base. - Cocks. Another IED hit
out on Hyena. One KIA. A guy out of Kabul,
father of how many, Shorty? - Five, sir.
- Five. Fuck. Fighting these pricks is like
nailing Jell-O to the wall. I cannot keep losing civilians
if we're gonna get Hyena built, and if we're gonna prevail down
there, Hyena's gotta go through. (sighing)
I've gotta get out there, get on the ground, gotta get
my Leopard II's rolling and I've gotta blow them
fuckers out of their beds. I've gotta find
their weapons caches. I've gotta fuck with their
command and control,
and I cannot do that bouncing around goddamn
helicopters. Now that's the kinetic
imperative, Pete. So I'm gonna
need a little help from you non-kinetic types. I need you
effects guys to go in there
and work your magic. - Understood, sir,
and we are working on it. My Afghan guy's telling me that
BDK is behind all of this shit. The more the security situation
deteriorates, the more money
he's making out of all the gravel trucks
and all the other stuff
he's into us for. - Fucking horrible little man.
- If he was out of the picture, getting Hyena
through would be a hell
of a lot easier. - If he got knocked off
his perch, I would not weep. - Understood, sir.
- I hear The Ghost is back. - Yes, sir.
- Is he a threat? - Just the opposite. I think
he could be a powerful ally. - I don't care how you do it,
just make sure my civilians
aren't getting hit every time they drive
a fucking truck down there. - Understood, sir.
- Thanks, Pete. - Haji, what the fuck
are you doing? - What? You can't see
out of these things. - There's nothing to see.
- No, not the way they are, no. - Okay, get in touch with
The Ghost. The meeting is on. - You have approval?
- It's always better to ask for forgiveness than
permission, you know that. We'll meet him
at the safe house. - This house is a key feature--
it's our asset, a safe house. We'll set up our OP here at the summit
of the saddleback ridge. And that'll give us clear line
of sight to both sides
of the hill. Here, at the safe house, and here, where the ceremony
is going to take place. - What's the range?
- It's comfortable, 1150, 750
meters both sides of the hill. - What about extraction?
- We'll ex-fil down
the back side, through the grape fields, and
get picked up on route Hyena. - How's this house gonna play? - That's unknown. There's an offer out
to The Ghost and BDK to show. Intel thinks they'll show up
either at the safe house
or at the ceremony. So we need eyes on both. All right, this is
a tricky Op, so I'll take lead. Wilf,
you'll stand this one down. All right, let's gear up. - I would like to thank you
for meeting with me. - He says,
"The honor is mine." He says, "I'm surprised
to be here. I used to come
to this house many times." He's asking you, do you know
who used to own this house?
- Mullah Omar. - He saved his ears
but he lost his eye. - What does that mean?
- Same, same.
- Same, same what? - Same, same, same, same. - If you ever need to use
this house, for whatever
reason, it's yours. There was an event in Panjaway
the other day, the village
of Haji Baba. Two little girls were taken out
of the arms of their father. - And he says, "Why
have you come to me?" - Because the little
girls were taken by Bashir Daoud Khan. My general is
a compassionate man. He's a student of Pashtunwali. And he would like to help you,
to help all Afghans, to help the village
of Haji Baba. And he would be very honored
if you would accept this gift. $5,000 US. He would also be honored
if you would attend the ceremony for Hyena Road. - He's saying, "Why me?
I'm a simple grape farmer." - He understands this. But your presence would do him
a great honor as an Elder
of the region. - "Who else will be there?" - Bashir Daoud Khan. - "I have known this man,
Bashir, since he was a boy." "He brought great dishonor
to our cause. And he was
punished by my own hands." "Thank your general
for his kindness. And it will be
my honor to attend." He says that chicken
hates you. - Yeah, Haji, it's me. Yeah, I'm watching him walk up
the side of a mountain. Yeah, he says he's gonna show
up, but I got the feeling he's
got something up his sleeve, so I'm gonna need you to get
your eyes and ears out there,
see what you can learn, okay? Yeah. Alaikum Salaam. Okay, let's get our gear,
we'll go. (farting)
- Whoa. Local meat? - Heavenly Father, please protect
those little girls. And watch over them
and bring them home. (gasping and laughing) - Listen, I'm not sure I was
entirely clear about all this, so I want to spell it out. I'd like it very much if... if you'd marry me,
Captain Bowman. - I would also
like that very much, Warrant Officer Sanders. - Okay, I've gotta go. We're
heading out. I've gotta get up. - Let me help you with that kit. We're crazy. - Fucking certifiable. - Be careful, okay. - I promise. (laughing) You're driving me
crazy. - Oh, my God. Oh. Okay. - Hey, Jenn.
- Hey. So how do you think this is
going to play out? - Hard to say, a lot of
variables. If the plan holds,
we're golden. Anything shifts, who knows?
- We got Niner Niner TAC
en route now. - Okay, everybody, here we go.
General's on his way. You were
down at the ceremony site? - Yeah, on my way here;
usual motley crew. Goats everywhere. Shit
all over the goddamn place. You know what I'd like to see?
I'd like to see this country
host the Olympics. That would be awesome! - 66, Three Niner Alpha. SITREP? - Three Niner Alpha, 66. Good visual, clear line of sight
both sides. Over. - Three Niner Alpha, roger. - 66. Niner Niner Tac in sight,
one klick out. - I'll confirm Niner
Niner Tac in sight. - I bet you not one VIP
is gonna be there. They're not gonna show.
- I think they'll be there, sir. It's important to them.
- Twenty-five bucks says
they're a no-show. - You're on, sir.
(chuckling) - I love your enthusiasm,
Shorty. Fuck. - Go, go, go. Move your ass now! - 66. Niner Niner,
attach has landed. Over. - You're gonna owe me
25 bucks, you realize
that, don't you? - I'm an optimist, sir. - You're a fucking idiot,
Shorty. - Roger that, sir. - Three Niner Alpha, 66.
I have convoy in sight
on approach road. Over. - Three Niner Alpha,
white SUVs, confirm? - 66. Confirming three white
SUVs, up-armored. Over. 66. Convoy is turned north
off approach road heading in direction
of safe house. Over. - Three Niner Alpha acknowledge.
- Okay, everybody, we're on.
BDK's going for it. The Ghost and BDK
will meet at the safe house, not at the ceremony site.
So this is probably
gonna get personal. You got that relayed at ASIC?
- You're hooked up now,
sir, go ahead. - One One Zulu,
it's Golf Niner Whiskey. Requesting cell phone trap
at grid Quebec Quebec 3669 8537. Over. - Golf Niner Whiskey, this is
One One Zulu. You're in luck. We got a high asset sitting
on top of your grid marker. Running traps... now. - Three Niner Alpha, 66.
Convoy has stopped. Over. - Three Niner Alpha, roger. - Golf Niner Whiskey,
One One Zulu. We have a trap. Three signals.
You want them all up? - One One Zulu, Golf Niner
Whiskey, negative. Can you just feed them to us
one by one? Over. - What are you doing?
- He's turning their cell phones
into listening devices. But don't ask me how.
I have no idea. - One One Zulu, first trap
coming at you. - One One Zulu, Golf Niner
Whiskey, negative. You can
drop that trap. Over. - One One Zulu, good copy.
Number two coming at you. - Yeah. - One One Zulu, Golf Niner
Whiskey, that's our guy. Call sign Bravo Delta Kilo--
that's BDK. Thanks for your help. Out. - Three Niner Alpha, 66.
Front door is opening, call sign Ghost is stepping out. Call sign Ghost is alone. - He shouldn't be alone.
He should have guys with him. - So what does that mean? (foreign language) - The Ghost says that Bashir
has insulted the honor
of his family. For a young man, a former
student, this is a great sin. Bashir says that his son,
Abdul, owed him $5,000. The Ghost says he has
just given him $5,000. He says this will satisfy
the question of the money. The Ghost says yes, but
the debt is not yet resolved. He wants his grandchildren, the
little girls that were taken. He wants them returned. Bashir says this is impossible
because they are gone and The Ghost
should know this.
- This is so fucked up. - Copy that. - Bashir says that his son,
Hamid, is missing. - His son? How the fuck
did I not have this intel? - Bashir is angry. He says he wants his son
returned to him. He says that he wants
to see his son. The Ghost says:
"And so you shall." - Jesus! Three Niner Alpha, 66.
I have a head. A human fucking head,
lying on the ground.
- Fuck! - It's the son, call sign
Hotel Whiskey Kilo. - Shit, shit, shit.
BDK is going to react. Okay, look,
they must not engage.
- 66, Three Niner Alpha. What is BDK doing?
Do you have hostile intent? - We got a weapon.
- 66. Call sign Bravo
Delta Kilo has a weapon. Hostile intent toward civ
call sign Ghost.
- Okay, light him up! - 66, Golf Niner Whiskey.
Do not take that shot! - He has clearance!
- I'm overriding! 66, Golf Niner
Whiskey. You don't understand-- - 66. I understand
imminent threat--
- Hit him, for fuck's sakes! - Am engaging. Wait out.
- Confirm your dope. Up 23, right 2--
- Roger. - 66, Golf Niner Whiskey. Ryan,
please, do not take that shot-- - He has intent!
He doesn't need your okay! - Standby. - Ryan, please don't do this. This is how Badal works.
This is what The Ghost wants. - Send it. - Ryan, please! - Good hit. (men shouting) - All right, guys,
let's pack up. - General. We have to go. - Niner Niner Tac,
this is Zero. Advising ex-fil.
- Nine Niner Tac, on the move. - Niner Niner Tac, exfilling
now. All birds in escort. - 66, Golf Niner Whiskey.
Do you have any idea
what you've just done? - 66. Yeah, I think I do. I had imminent threat toward
a civilian. I intervened. - Yeah, you did intervene, 66,
and you intervened in something
you know nothing about! - Back off, Mitchell.
66, Three Niner Alpha.
Continue to rendezvous. - You just fucked him!
- You fight your war, Captain,
and I'll fight mine. - 66. Golf Niner Whiskey.
Call sign Ghost was seeking an honorable death
and you took it away from him!
- I saved his life. - It wasn't yours to save! Now
he's got nothing! You understand
that? He has nothing! - That's enough, Captain! This
is my CP, you will back off. - Salaam Alaikum. - What's he doing?
- I don't know. - Do you think he knows
we just saved his bacon? - I think it might be more
complicated than that.
- How? What could possibly-- - Fuck!
(all shouting) - The fuck did they come from?
- Guys from the safe house must
have called for back-up. - Travis! Travis? Fuck! - Hickey! Strip the classifieds!
Three Niner Alpha, 66. Contact! Multiple insurgents. One times VSA,
vital signs absent. - We have a TIC.
Troops in contact. - I have 15, maybe 20
moving on the left!
- Taking effective fire on both flanks!
- Three Niner Alpha, roger.
How many insurgents? Over. - What the... - 66. Two-zero,
three-zero hostiles. - The fuck did they come from?
- How far away are the birds? - Ma'am, they are at least 30
minutes out. They moved back
to escort Niner Niner Tac. - Shit! Okay, get onto the TOC.
Get a QRF rolling out
of Massum Ghar. - We're trying to break contact!
Moving to grape hut. Will strong
point from there. Over! - Three Niner Alpha, roger.
We're pushing for air and QRF, but you're going to have
to hang in there.
- Covering! - 66. Be advised we have a
civilian under our protection. Call sign Ghost.
- What the fuck? - We gotta leave him.
- Never. Let's go! - Covering! - Go, go!
- Covering! - Go! Go! Go! - Take him. - Covering! - Covering! - Changing mags!
- Covering! - Changing mags!
- Time, Hickey! Go! Get to the door!
- Moving! - Go, go, go! - Go, go, go! - Three Niner Alpha, this is 66. - I'm sorry. - We're strong pointing
from grape hut. We're
running low on ammo. We're being surrounded.
What's your QRF status? - Three Niner Alpha. QRF is one-five mikes out.
You've got to hang in there.
- Don't let them take us alive, please, Jesus, not alive,
they'll fucking skin us... - Badal? - We've got a UAV now, ma'am.
- Okay, put it up. - On three. - Oh, my God. There's dozens of them.
- 66, Three Niner Alpha.
SITREP, please! - Three Niner Alpha, 66. Multiple insurgents
in force on all points. Am requesting fire mission
at grid Quebec Quebec 3312 8976. - No. Ryan, no!
You are danger close. - Golf Four Romeo, this is 66.
- No, Ryan! It's right
on top of you! - Going to take out everybody
including himself.
- 66, Golf Four Romeo. Send. - No! Golf Four Romeo, Three
Niner Alpha. Override
fire mission! - 66. Authorize danger close. Fire for effect
at grid Quebec Quebec 3312 8976. - Golf Four Romeo, acknowledge.
Fire mission up. - Three Niner Alpha,
rescind fire order, cancel fire order
grid Quebec Quebec! Three Niner Alpha,
please, Jesus, Ryan, don't do this.
Please don't do this. - 66 authorizes. - Firing for effect at grid
Quebec Quebec 3312 8976. - I'm gonna be a father. Do you understand? Do you even understand
what I'm trying to say? (foreign language) - Fire! Fire! Fire! - 66, Golf Four Romeo. Shot
over. You got nine seconds. - Three Niner Alpha, this is 66. - Three Niner Alpha acknowledge. - 66. I'm sorry, baby. - (shouts) - We got two rooms to our left.
Four man cover... (children screaming) - So who is it
gave you this tip? - My uncle.
- Really? Is every single adult male
in Afghanistan your uncle? - Yes.
- Amazing. - I'm going to Kabul
for a while.
- To see your family? - Kandahar is a bit crazy
right now.
- Yeah. Well, be safe. Call me when
you're back. Fuck. I'm gonna be late.
- This man, Ryan,
he was your friend? - Yeah. Yeah, he was. I don't have too
many friends here. - You have me.
I'm your friend. - Yeah. You are. <i> (ceremonial bagpipe music)</i> - File to the center.
Sound march! Halt! Honor guard! Prepare turn! Honor guard!
Prepare to lower. Lower! Honor guard, return! Honor guard, inward turn! <i> - Alexander the Great fought
a counter-insurgency
in Afghanistan</i> <i> that lasted almost three years.</i> <i> And by the end of those years,
he was drinking heavily
and completely paranoid.</i> <i> One night, he got into a row
with a guy named Cleitus
the Black, a loyal friend.</i> <i> Cleitus accused him
of certain things</i> <i> and Alexander threw
a spear into his heart.</i> <i> As he watched his friend die,
he lost his mind.</i> <i> Five years later,
Alexander was dead.</i> <i> As the Afghans say...
You might have the clocks,</i> <i> but we've got the time.</i> ♪♪
