:42:02
Delta six, Delta six, Cobra.
Copy. Over.
:42:04
Cobra, Delta six.
Execute Charlie, Michael...
:42:06
We're in a world of shit now.
I just buried our luck.
:42:12
Listen up. Change of mission.
A patrol from 25 has found...
:42:15
a shitload of weapons in a vill
about a klik and a half to our whisky.
:42:19
Platoon commander wants us
to interrogate on the spot.
:42:21
Betancourt, you're the closest one in
the area that speaks that gook shit.
:42:23
So that's where we're headin'.
All right, saddle up. We're movin' out.
:42:28
- So now where's D'Ambrosio?
- He went to go take a shit.
:42:32
- When?
- When Cleon was diggin' the hole.
:42:35
- Why the hell didn't you go with him?
- You know how he is.
:42:37
- He don't like nobody around
when he's shittin'.
- Oh, man.
:42:40
Grab his shit.
Let's find him.
:42:51
Aww.
:42:53
Fuck! Doc.
:42:56
- 360!
- D'Ambrosio, what'd they do?
:42:59
You'll be all right.
Doc's gonna take care of you, okay?
:43:10
This morphine is all
I can do for him right now.
:43:18
Here, Doc. You can use mine
if that's not enough.
:43:21
Are you crazy? Another one of those
would kill him right now.
:43:34
What the fuck
you got there, Curtis?
:43:37
Somethin' about
"Black men, go home.
:43:42
This isn't your war."
:43:43
You get rid of that cocksucking
commie bullshit right now.
:43:50
- Yeah. Right.
- Hey, Curtis.
:43:52
- Apply some pressure here.
- We gotta hump this man
back to the rally point.
:43:55
Oh, shit.