SEAL Team - Sixth Season

Previously on SEAL Team...

Sir, our enemy is one man...

Iranian General Afshin Rajavi.

General Rajavi personally directed the attack

on the USS Crampton.

General Rajavi. You know when and where

we can find him outside Iran.

I may have heard that Mr. Rajavi

will be traveling three days from now.

Where? Blasim Airfield, Mosul, Iraq.

Just put the fucking gun down. Go!

This isn't the answer. Just give me the gun.

Thanks. Easy day.

Security!

All I'm saying, one more night in Amman

would not have killed us, Jace. Ah.

Air conditioning, iced coffees, zarb like my mom made...

it had all the comforts of home.

We're one step closer to nailing this General Rajavi.

We'll be home soon enough, boys.

Despite all the curveballs thrown our way,

it did feel like some vintage Bravo in Jordan.

Yeah, although, uh, next time Jason decides to play

helicopter chicken in the pitch black,

I'll stay on the ground, thanks.

I don't know what you're bitching about, Trent.

You got a story for the ages, huh?

Hey, that interdiction was so ninja,

I actually texted Clay about it.

Yeah? I bet he was a little jealous.

Uh, you know what, I actually haven't heard from the guy.

The intel that Khoi passed along is being vetted.

If it bears fruit, we should be expecting

a target package from Command very soon.

And in the meantime, we could revel over the fact

that Bravo's firing on all cylinders, boys.

That's right, yeah. There it is!

Ah, did you see that?

Yeah, it's about time you boys stepped up to my level.

Come on.

Oh, it's Naima. Excuse me, boys.

Hey, Jace, if that is Command calling,

you gotta let them know I need about ten minutes

before we spin up, because that mansaf

is still working its way through me.

The ride home made us all aware, Sonny.

Hayes.

Hear what, sir?

Right, yeah.

I'll tell them.

What's going on, Jace?

What's going on, Jace?

It's Clay.

What about Clay?

He...

He's dead.

Naima said Clay was shot by a security guard.

Security guard? Doing what?

Sounds like he was involved in an attempted break-in

at the Air Force recruitment center.

Clay involved in a break-in? There's no fucking way.

Look, he's had his bumps on the road, okay,

but he has his stuff squared away.

This doesn't make any sense, guys.

Naima's gonna keep me updated.

They've got the wrong guy!

Do you understand? It is the wrong guy.

I'm gonna call Clay right now and I'm gonna clear this all up.

Really simple.

Hey, Stella, it's, uh, it's Sonny.

Um...

I, uh... I heard that some stuff happened.

Uh... some really bad stuff,

and, uh, I tried calling Clay.

Um...

: I just...

I need you to tell me he's gonna be okay.

He's... he's gotta be okay.

You've reached Clay. You know what to do.

You've reached Mandy. Leave a message.

If you've come to rub my face in it

after Bravo achieved mission success, I deserve it.

I wish this was about Bravo.

What's wrong?

Clay was shot and killed last night.

What?

No, that... that can't be.

He's here, he's home with his family.

Details are sketchy at the moment.

This is going to destroy Sonny.

Please, please, God. Pick up the phone, pick up.

Pick up, buddy.

You've reached Clay. You know what to do.

Fuck!

Davis. I am so sorry about Sonny.

No.

No, don't say sorry about no rumors.

I wish this was a rumor. Yeah.

You know, uh, he's supposed

to be safe at home

with his baby boy.

If you'd been a little more interested

in getting justice for Clay instead of sending our asses

back to Syria, I would be at home

keeping him safe, do you understand?!

Look, I know you're upset, Sonny, okay?

Upset? Upset?

My heart is mud sucked right now.

I keep thinking about Stella and Brian, you know?

Uh...

What, you haven't... you haven't seen them yet?

CACO has been with Stella since before I heard.

They need to be with their family.

Her parents are on their way.

Their Bravo family.

And I should be there.

We don't get ambushed in Mali, this doesn't happen.

Do you understand?!

You still think finding the person

with Clay's blood on their hand isn't worth your time?

I gotta go.

I don't know, man.

Losing a brother is always tragic.

But, uh...

...you know, everything that Clay went through, it's just...

This one's fucking mean, man.

Blindside hits always hurt the most.

Bravo is lucky

you're commanding the ship at times like this.

Come on, man, you really sure about that, huh?

I put Clay in the ground.

If I'd taken care of my TBI like I should have,

he'd still be alive.

Jace, if any fingers need pointing,

they should be in my direction.

Clay was with a kid from my vet center

when he was killed.

You try to create a beacon of hope, and this...

...this damn war just puts it out.

It's a hell of way to repay Clay

for saving my career after he took the heat

on the Marsden letter.

Man, I don't even want to think about where I would be

...if it wasn't for him...

...helping me get my head fixed.

Look, I'm sorry to interrupt.

Command's on the horn.

Uh, it sounds like the target package is ready.

You gotta be fucking shitting me.

Oh, Command's timing's horrible as ever.

Um, I didn't have the privilege

of operating with Clay, but, um...

...sounds like you molded him into one hell of a frogman.

Actually, he's the one who had more of an impact on me.

Look, boss, Bravo's rightfully a mess.

If Command's sending us marching orders,

are we fit to follow them?

Our whole team can "fall ill",

say we're not battle-ready, and sit this one out.

But if you say we should roll, I trust your judgment.

My judgment has caused a lot of pain recently.

It's on Bravo to decide.

Hey. Hey.

This is so awful.

Yeah.

I'm, uh... still numb.

Have you seen Stella?

I've been dealing with the fallout here.

I... I tried calling her, but I got her voice mail,

which I guess is to be expected.

Not yet. I...

I wanted to, but...

But what?

The op where Clay lost his leg,

I had my reservations, but I didn't say anything.

If only I had spoken up.

Clay was with one of our residents

when he was killed.

And as much as I want to be there for Stella,

I can't imagine she'd want me around.

Naima?

Lisa?

Stella.

I'm so sorry.

What are you doing here? I, uh...

I...