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:08:00
252 actual. move it out. Six says
we're jamming 'em up back there.

:08:05
Tell that dipshit to get fucked!
:08:07
Bravo, it's Two-Five. Be advised,
we're moving out shortly. Out.

:08:12
What the hell's the matter
with you, Taylor?

:08:16
- You are one simple sonofabitch!
- I'm sorry, Sergeant.

:08:21
Get that other cherry up here -
Gardner. And the doc.

:08:25
Gardner! Doc! Up!
:08:28
Gardner, Doc, to the front!
:08:32
- Gardner, up!
- Gardner, up!

:08:35
Gardner, get your ass up the hill,
you fat fuck!

:08:39
Hurry up, bubble-butt!
:09:01
You all right?
:09:03
Ants. I got ants all over my neck.
:09:09
You got some red ants.
:09:11
Reds are killers.
:09:15
Black ants are the worst.
:09:18
Hurry up, lard-ass!
:09:28
Just a little. Don't drink too much.
:09:31
I don't want you drinking any more.
I don't want you cramping up.

:09:36
You're humping too much stuff, troop.
:09:39
You don't need half this shit.
:09:43
I'll haul it for you,
:09:46
but next time you check
with me first, all right?

:09:50
OK. Thanks, Sarge.

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