Valiant One

(grand orchestral fanfare playing)

-(explosion) -(gunfire)

Oh, God.

Oh, shit.

-(phone clicks, alarm stops) -(inhales deeply)

("Life" by Jelly Roll featuring Brix playing)

Thank you, sir.

Brockman!

Today is your lucky day.

I got a FRAGO for you and Corporal Selby here.

-(scoffs) -I've got no one else to cover

down for Godina today on a malfunctioning GPR unit.

Swing by the armory. Gear up.

Great. Um...

Brockman.

Look...

Piece of advice, you may outrank me,

but the least you can do is button your blouse correctly.

Oh, shit.

Man, this... Hey, yo,

this BDC reticle is fire,

and this stock is heavier than the standard issue,

so I have more control.

Lee...

I got a feeling I ain't in Kansas anymore.

Okay. Calm down, Dorothy.

Dude, I got your back, baby. Don't worry.

Yeah, that's what I'm afraid of.

Wait. What happened to Sergeant Godina?

He's sick.

What, Godina gets the shits and we get you?

Dude's a lucky man.

Yeah, I'd rather have the shits

than be on a helicopter right now.

Okay. Let's focus on the mission, guys.

Okay.

Can we even call this a mission?

Do you take anything seriously?

No. But here's what's gonna happen.

Okay, so G.I. Joker over here and his sidekick...

I'm not a fucking sidekick.

Yeah, you are.

Anyways, you're gonna run around acting all tough

because they think that the Deltas

are gonna be watching them, when in reality, they're not.

And you are gonna be on the ground

for, like, 20 minutes.

Just do yourself a favor and leave this shit behind.

That's not gonna happen.

I had a feeling you'd say that.

Okay, what about you, smart-ass?

Me? Ooh, I am going to be daydreaming

of a seven-figure salary in Silicon Valley

while I'm babysitting this defense contractor

who's just gonna push a couple of buttons

and pretend like he's a fucking hero.

It's a bit more complicated than that.

What? Repairing a radar unit

that tracks underground activity is no joke.

And, more importantly...

...this dude right here wouldn't last a week in Silicon Valley.

Ha-ha. Okay.

Joshua Weaver,

Quantico Systems, Senior Signals Analyst

reporting for duty.

-Oh, wow. -Shit.

So I'm gonna...

No, don't look at me. That's your people.

-Him? No. Not my people. (chuckles) Yeah.

All right. Whatever. I don't care.

I'm just here to get this unit back up and running,

help the world sleep a little better.

I think the world was sleeping just fine without you.

Mmm.

You guys should get a room.

Maybe we should, you know, save some money.

("Are U Ready?" by Marqus Clae playing)

All right, let's do it.

Brockman, Weaver, you're up!

-All right, you ready? -You ready?

Never better. Let's go.

Let's go. Let's go.

(helicopter blades whirring in distance)

Didn't you see I just fell down back there?

Yeah.

What the fuck?

Let's just get this GPR unit back on line

and just head back home.

I mean, you're welcome to help if you want.

Here. Take it.

No? That's right.

Yeah, it definitely seems like a hardware issue.

Yeah, no, definitely a hardware issue.

Like those frayed cables in your hand. Great.

Hardware.

Okay. Strip them down,

and then I'll update the software.

Come on, man. It's pretty basic shit.

PILOT (over radio): Master Sergeant,

extreme weather is coming in fast.

Condor is pulling the plug. Let's go.

Copy that.

: Brockman, weather's coming in fast.

We gotta get out of here.

-(thunder rumbling) -Roger that.

We're coming back now.

-All right. Pulling the plug. -What?

-Why? -Because we got orders.

Just connect those wires and you're back in business.

Officially just became somebody else's job, so...

Let's go. (grunts)

So this is being all you can be.

Yep.

Great.

Go, go, go!

Let's go, let's go.

Let's hustle, Weaver. Let's go.

All right. We're good. We're good.

Wheels up, wheels up.

-(wind whistling) -(thunder rumbling)

MAN (over radio): Turn right, heading 270.

Caution. High-risk wind shear activity in your area.

Copy, Alpha One. Heading 270.

We're experiencing severe turbulence.

Requesting vectors for alternate flight paths.

-This is normal, right? -Yep. We're okay.

-(all groaning) Mayday! Mayday!

Mayday! Engine failure.

Mayday! Mayday! We've lost both engines!

No, no, no. Fuck.

-(crashes) -(high-pitched ringing)

-(ringing fades) -(metallic whirring)

Oh, shit. Selby, Selby, Selby, wake up.

Selby?

-Selby. -Hmm? What?

-(exclaiming) -Stop. Stop.

Shit.

Look at me...

We gotta get out of here.

-Follow my lead. -Yeah, yeah.

Selby...

(grunts) I can't. No, I can't.

X-ray. X-ray, you on comms?

-(radio static) -Fuck.

Lee.

-(groans) -Shh. Shh.

Weaver.

Hey. Weaver.

What the fuck just happened?

-Are you good? You good? -Yeah.

Okay. Have you seen Ross?

Who the fuck is Ross?

Help!

Ross.

-Ross. Ross! -(groans)

Fuck!

Ross. Ross. Hey, hey.

I got you. I got you.

I've got you. (grunts)

Oh, shit. Shit. My ribs.

Weaver.