SEAL Team

-Previously onSEAL Team... -A SEAL has never

been in enemy captivity before.

You need to talk to someone.

I've checked all those boxes with the Navy shrinks

and been declared fit to operate.

Take the shot, Ray!

Pull it together, man.

: I have PTS.

When I was in Texas, we became more than friends.

I'm pregnant.

My replacement Lieutenant Soto.

It's a new day and a new Bravo, gentlemen.

The doctors did everything they could-- Full Metal's gone.

All the collateral damage comes with the job.

The biggest tragedy would be using it

as an excuse to not fight for a future with you.

We should get married.

You all right?

It's just a headache.

Probably from the RPG.

I'm good, good.

Enjoy the party.

Time to go.

Bravo is in enemy airspace.

How's their flight path?

They're tracking to bull's-eye the LZ.

The plan's holding.

It better.

Bravo won't make it home if it doesn't.

My captors took a drill and pulverized my leg.

The pain was excruciating.

But I don't feel any now.

Sorry, baby, I didn't hear you there.

Hope this exposure therapy isn't just an excuse

to ignore your wife.

Exposure therapy helps make sure I still have a wife.

Mm. -Mm?

-Mm. -It's been nice having you home

for all of training cycle.

I love seeing you back to your old self.

Still a lot of work to do, baby.

I am healing. I'm not healed.

Are you healed enough to make it to the grocery store

for party supplies after your language training?

Who... I'm... Who throws a housewarming party

more than a year after they move in?

People who had a year like we did.

-That part. -Yes.

You sure you're not using the, uh, party as an excuse

to prove to Bravo I'm fine?

You know, the boys haven't seen much of me

since I froze up on the battlefield.

It can't hurt for your teammates

to see how well you're doing now.

Right?

-Yeah, you right. -Am I right?

Mm-hmm. -Mm.

What do we got here? We got...

unicorns and rainbows on a beautiful Texas day.

I tell you what,

you're gonna turn some heads in either one.

That's right.

Wow, look at you.

You're so beautiful.

Yeah, you could just...

sit on a park bench and the birds would feed you.

- -Somebody's home.

Hey.

Hey. How's my baby girl?

Uh, great. She, uh, drank her five-ounce bottle,

uh, clocked in 94 minutes of nap time,

and absolutely crushed her tummy time. Didn't you?

I see you've rearranged the bookcase again.

Oh, yeah. I mean, look, this thing was like an IED.

If Leanne bumped into it, she was gonna be on the wrong end

of a book avalanche.

I never guessed a man who enjoys being shot at

would be the world's most overprotective father.

Uh, speaking of which, um,

I got to get back to the base for training,

but do you mind if I, uh, if I come by later

and help with bath and bedtime routine?

You've been over every night for three months.

-There's no need to ask. -I-I know, I just, uh...

Look, I don't want to overstay my welcome.

No chance. Especially since you're heading home

-in two weeks. -Yeah.

Don't remind me.

Okay, hey, I'll see you later tonight, munchkin, okay?

I'll see you.

Given the challenges

we're facing at home, how do we modernize our military

without devoting even more of our GDP to defense?

Lieutenant Davis?

Any ideas?

Diversify.

Put all of our eggs in one basket,

and we will continue to have setbacks like the F-35.

It's imperative that our military branches

aren't spending time and money on similar R & D

when a variety of perspectives will triumph

over a homogenous viewpoint.

Impressive answer, Lieutenant Davis.

Show us pencil pushers a thing or two.

- Madam Undersecretary...

- : Show-off. -Shh.

The summer reading list isn't mandatory, Dad.

It's mandatory when you're, what,

have a "C" average? That's mandatory, okay?

You're not evolving. You're falling behind.

Come on, Mikey Muscles, let's go.

Mikey led his team in goals

and improved his GPA again last year.

-He's not falling behind anyone. -Oh, really? Okay, how about you?

Let's talk about you-- did you talk to your Professor Cushman

-about your independent studies? -Let's stay focused on Mikey.

-Okay, honey. Thank you. -You got one of those for me, Uncle Ray?

-Ah, seriously? -Not unless it's suddenly next year and you're 21.

-You guys are such buzzkills. -Aw.

Just keep it moving along. Nothing to look at here.

You know what? Keep an eye on her, all right?

Yeah. To you, too.

-This kid. -Can you believe it?

: Yeah. How was, uh, how was testing?

All the training trips, I missed that one the most.

Well, not with all of Bravo together.

It was just glorified drown-proofing,

-to be honest with you. -Well, good thing we'll be reunited soon, yeah?

Yeah. Hey, look, how about you? You, uh...

sticking with therapy and doing all the exercises?

How could I not with you texting me every hour to remind me?

Well, I guess that's me just showing you how much I...

care about you.

Hey. I'm always here for you.

-You know that. -That's more clear than ever, brother.

All right, let's go.

-You got the steaks? -Let's do it. -Let's go.

So, um, we start off in Rwanda,

and then we move into...

Where was it?

-Tanzania. -Tanzania, and then we end up

with some beach time in Zanzibar.

-That is my dream honeymoon. -Yep.

-Definitely worth the wait. -And hopefully the money.

You know what? Government just foot the bill

on your ultimate summer adventure,

so it's time to focus on spoiling me, please.

Hey, look, you can't put a price

on all the alone time we'll have.

Yeah. No Bravo interrupting us will be a nice change of pace.

Mm-hmm.

I'm not sure how you kept Ray around for training.

Just... lucky, I guess.

Uh, you mind helping me with this?

Oh, yeah, of course. Sorry.

Thank you. -

Leave that there.

Is it just me, or are these shoulders getting bigger?

Uh, I have to without you around to help carry the team.

Yeah, well, I'll be back soon enough,

give those lats a rest.

I'm, uh, glad to see

things are back on track with you and Naima.

Like you said, we got to fight for what we want, right?

How's, uh, how's all that language training going?

That's why you've been home, right?

Yoruba's been kicking my ass

with all its different dialects, man.

But as warrant,

I got to keep adding tools to my tool kit, right?

That's right.

Bring it in.

So, uh, Mikey thinks he can make varsity.

-As a freshman? -Yeah, if I outwork everyone,

age doesn't matter.

Three-foot world.

-Three-foot world. -Chip off the old block.

Hi, guys. I wanted you to meet my friend from work, Eva.

-Hi. I'm Brock. -

-Eva, this is Jason. -Hi. -Hi.

Brock, I think Pepper made a mess in the front yard.

-Uh, we're on it. -Yeah.

Uh, come on, Mikey. You can help, too.

Naima's told me a lot about you.

Well, that's, uh, that's a little concerning

considering everything she knows about me.

Eva is from just outside Philly.

I figured you two have a lot in common.

Oh, Philly. Okay, let's do this.

Let's get Gritty about it, shall we?

Hi.

-Here you are. -Thank you.

Baby, are you worried that we're spending too much money

on our honeymoon?

No, not... not after what we saved on our shotgun wedding.

All right, for the thousandth time,

we eloped.

-Right? -Whatever we did,

look, it saved us plenty of money to pay for the honeymoon.

It's good to know that our wedding did something