Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

[indistinct shouting]

He told me about a transport

Let's kill that motherfucker!

You need to send patrol units

are tracking down Moussa,

I guess we could...

According to audio logs, you went dark on comms

- Where is it?! - Careful!

- What, the medals? - Boozer's cause of death.

They keep coming, boss!

[Reece] Ramirez, Donny needs help!

but nothing in this file adds up.

[Hartley] Mrs. Reece, the admiral's wife

- Barnes is barely breathing. - [gurgling]

- [whimpers] - Sir, Zeke's flagging.

and drank like dogs were no good to him.

[Reece] In the Book of Judges,

Though they were few,

But you need to get yourself right.

You a contractor or a reporter?

The commander just returned

Sure the families will appreciate it.

[high-pitched ringing]

That's 67% less downtime than a normal...

Tabari Moussa. Arms dealer outside of Aleppo.

so it makes me think that the compound's

Thank you, Madam Secretary.

Anything to make my little girl smile, huh?

spears in hand.

[machine whirring]

Downrange, he always wanted the .45.

No, that's not what you asked me, though, is it?

I'm putting you in for the Navy Cross.

Naf dawali hubi Naf dawali hubi

- [man] Mrs. Reece? - [gasps]

[Lauren] What was that?

WARCOM can coordinate once he's stateside.

Eyes on the horizon, boys.

EOD up. No comms.

mourns with you and thanks you

Everybody else didn't make it out.

All right. One more beer.

[Pillar] And might these repercussions

shuffled pretty fucking good, though.

I got you, brother. I got you!

- so we can get out to the flat water. - [Reece] Sounds like a plan.

All right, come on, man. Let's go. Let's go.

With your permission, we'll take a closer look.

What's that over there, a new drawing?

[Bridger] QRF found a mobile lab.