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It's all pretty simple stuff, guys.
memorize this number.
I'm trying. I'm coming home soon.
Can I have car?
You're done here.
What is this shit?
CLERIC: Pull over for inspection.
- Okay? All right. - Okay.
Hey, guys. I'm Agent Alec.
Then there's all that never leave a brother SEAL behind bullshit,
That sucks.
Um...
No, that's not what I'm saying at all. Just hold on!
We met training SEALs at Coronado.
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Whoa, whoa, whoa...
Get that door open!
Way too much information Gurrl
Chief, this shit's starting to get real.
- No, no, hey... - I shouldn't have...
Let's set our priorities.
Yes, sir.
Now, the Ambassador deserves the best,
(DOOR CLOSES)
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(FLY BUZZING)
Rone I'm gonna shoot him in the face
Yep.
Sean Smith,
Is it true Gaddafi only hired females
Tig, you got to knock out that technical right fucking now, man!
You're hired help.
General, this could be a hostile airport, so we are considering every option.
Yep. (GRUNTS) That's me.
Vinnie, give me a hand. Let's get him to medical.
Be advised the 17 Feb tactical genius commander
Well, I won't.
I'm ready to go, right here, right now.
OZ: Well, that was fun.
- It's dark out there. - BOON: Hey, Rone,
State. We are exfilling the compound, minus the Ambo.
TYRONE: Chief, trying to assess, but no one's wearing fucking uniforms here.
You go downstairs, make sure everybody in this building's safe.
If anything happens to us, your home,
Whatever you hear on the news, it's over now.
(MEN SHOUTING IN ARABIC)
The company thinks you should be here. I don't.
- You got it? - I got it.
Now, this is fucking bad.
You kidding me?
God, watch over him.
Yeah.
GRS JOOST: Are you allergic to morphine?
- What? - TIG: Tanto, get in here. We need you.
I forgot my earplugs.
I'll be downstairs.
Whenever bullets start to fly, I always feel protected.
Up, up, up! Please, please, please.
SCOTT: Gentlemen, we should be good here.
Payback's a bitch and her stripper name is Karma.
Run them the fuck over!
Okay. Thanks.
They're with us! (LAUGHING IN RELIEF)
We're gonna harden our defenses here in C.
(MEN CLAMORING)
- Over on D. - Yeah?
Just bring... That he brings his fucking men as soon as possible
Chris!
Yeah?
That dude ain't coming back.
Chris, follow me. Follow me. (COUGHING)
- Sona. - Sona, nice to meet you. Bob.
He was apparently found in the back of the villa
Scott,
Who are you?
Tripoli, Benghazi is under attack.
- Fantastic. - (SONA GROANS)
Jack, let's get his body in the vehicle.
We get to go in
I got three Tangos in a car coming up to the front gate, right now.
Getting in isn't the problem. Getting out again is.
That's on our heads, not yours.
out at the gate.
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(WOMAN SCREAMING)
Any big element gets inside here, you guys are gonna fucking die.
As far as I'm concerned, this isn't over till it ends.
BOON: You gonna fight the Holy War in your shorts?
Come on. Come on.
You?
Well, I'm still waiting to hear back from State on that.
TYRONE: Hey, talk to me, guys. Where are they?
TYRONE: I'm in a jam off Fifth Ring Road.
Let me take the whack-out guy.
It is?
but I've had to take a crap ever since we left the consulate.
OZ: I got the skinny on the right.
BOON: CIA!
Get high, get high.
Are we expecting some trucks, or big mounted technicals?
Hey, hey, what? Tanto, I'm not a combat interpreter!
KRIS: It's over, guys. It's fucking over.
Dave Ubben.
We gonna exfil now?
Tell them to stop shooting at us
I want to make a run for the airport.
KRIS: Hey, Rone. They're trying to get Feb 17 to back you up, but we're coming.
Roger that.
They're gonna secure our exit and escort us out of here.
(GROANING)
He isn't serious, is he?
Why do they keep changing security guards on us?
(TIRES SCREECHING)
Hello?
but you're not CIA.
Payback’s a bitch and her stripper name is Karma
Figured you had something better to do.
Yeah, I see it.
(LAUGHS)
RPG!
Amahl, what's happening out there?
He says the lights are bad. They're going to find you.
and I want SITREP on all assets in 5 minutes.
Go!
and they can coordinate.
I know you are.
I don't want to get stabbed, too.
(ALL COUGHING)
(CAMERA CLICKS)
KRIS: Rone, we're in the back of the compound, we're going to the TOC.
Grab a gun, meet me on the roof. I'll tell you all about it.
Get your helmet and armor. Let's go.
(MEN YELLING INDISTINCTLY)
(EXHALES)
They have control of the compound. Why else leave so fast?
Let Tripoli ops know I'm lassoing our location.
Nothing?
Roger that.
Jack, since this is your first time with us, you're gonna be posing as Jillani's husband.
I hate to break it to you,
(ALL SPEAKING ARABIC)
Oh! Goddamn it! This cockbag motherfucker!
Ended up supercharging our Wi-Fi.
- Chief! - ALEC: Please help.
and that's GRS, right?
KRIS: Chief, get us some air support, huh? Get us fucking something!
Coming in!
I would love to see the manifest, and we can go over the details.
Yes.
No tags or colors. Asymmetrical movements.
BOON: All good, Boon, Tanto, Building B.
CHIEF: I am not aware of any friendlies. No word.