Buffalo Soldiers

Eagle, say again. Repeat, please, Eagle.

Zero One Zero, can you confirm deployment?

Roger that, Eagle. Stand by.

Copy that. We got target confirmed.

Eagle is green for go. Repeat, Eagle is green for go.

Copy that. Deployment in 15 seconds.

Bombardier, give me a confirm on target Three Zero Niner.

That's Three Zero Niner, confirm.

Copy, Bombardier. OK.

In three... two... one.

Falling.

My worst fear is falling.

Falling like a bomb.

You see, life for me is about distractions.

I try to keep looking up and forget about what's down.

But when I dream,

I fall.

Left.

Left.

Left.

Old soldier

Old soldier

Combat soldier

Combat soldier

Pick up your weapon and follow me

Pick up your weapon and follow me

Follow me to victory

Follow me to victory

1-0-1

1-0-1

Screaming Eagles

Screaming Eagles

Pick up your weapon and follow me

Follow me to victory

Follow me to victory

82nd

82nd

Airborne soldier

Airborne soldier

Pick up your jumpers and follow me

Pick up your jumpers and follow me

Follow me to victory

Follow me to victory...

You can't do that, man. Well, it's a foul.

I didn't grab you.

Dude, you grabbed me then.

You can't do that.

Man, I didn't grab you.

Why are you lying?

Man, Elwood. Yo, Elwood, man.

He grabbed me, right? You saw it.

I don't know. Maybe.

- See, man, you can't grab like that. - Fuck you, man.

- Fucking holding... - You wanna try it again, motherfucker?

Let's go, baby. Hey, Video, throw me the goddamn ball.

OK, but I'm quarterback. Can I be?

- Come on. Come on. - All right. Let's see what they got.

Hey, yo, can I play?

Whoa, Parsons, got something for me there?

- You put it in the battery? - Yeah, no problem.

Hey, can I play? I was champion wide receiver at high school.

I can catch that ball, man.

- You're so fucked up, you couldn't catch a bus. - Don't be such a pussy and let him play.

Come on. Get down. Get down.

On "hutt". Down.

Come on. Come on.

- Gimme some action. - Hutt.

These were my guys.

Fighting the dull fight.

Soldiers with nothing to kill except time.

They know that war is hell,

but peace...

peace is fucking boring.

Give me back the motherfucking ball.

Er, guys.

Guys.

Guys!

What?

Er, just letting you know.

Parsons is dead.

Parsons McCovey was a casualty of war.

The only difference was that this was the Cold War and he was a fucked-up junkie.

There'd be no hero's burial for Parsons.

I regret the death of your son immensely.

There was nobody in the battalion I would have trusted more with my life.

In him were resplendent the virtues of honour and loyalty

to his country and God, that keep our civilisation together.

He fell off the rooftop while making technical repairs

to the antennae that guard against the enemy.

Technical repairs? Where did that come from?

I tried to think what McCovey might be doing up there.

OK, go on.

He died, though not in combat, in the line of duty,

and he had his country uppermost in his mind.

My deepest regrets, Colonel Wallace Berman, US Army, Commanding.

You kept this one short, Elwood.

I thought it might be better not to get lost in detail, sir.

I like the touch about me trusting him with my life.

It's a new angle, sir.

Here's something, though.

The word "resplendent".

That's not a good word to describe a soldier.

We'd better come up with something else there.

What about "contained"? In him were contained the virtues of honour and loyalty.

- That's much better. - Oh, much better, sir.

Don't let the word "resplendent" leave this base.

Yes, sir.

OK. What is this? What have we here?

Just some requisitions, sir.

1,000 gallons of Mop & Glo.

My God. Do we really need that much?

Cleanliness is next to godliness.

Herman the German. How goes it?

How do you do, mein Freund? How are you?

Doing just fine. Just fine.

Shall we do business today?

Sure thing. Guys.

I think you'll be pleased.

That's beautiful.

Look at the sparkle.

That's real cleaning power.

Sehr gut SheiU?e, ja?

Sehr gut SheiU?e, mein Freund.

US Army's finest. 500 gallons ready to go.

Three things I love about Germany:

My Mercedes-Benz:

No speed limit on the autobahn:

And a black market for anything I can get my hands on.

Hey, Elwood, what's up?

Outstanding, Hicks. How you doing?

So...?

You don't look so good, Hicks.

- You got anything? - Depends on what you want.

Er, it's... horse.

Can't help you.

You know, fuck, Elwood.

I outrank you, man, so don't give me any... crap.

I appreciate that, but I can't help you.

Look, man, I don't do retail. I only cook the shit.

Why don't you go see Sergeant Saad?

There's basically two types of guys in the army -

the motherfuckers and the motherfucked.

Sergeant Saad is the third kind. He fucks the motherfuckers.

Which is doable when you're the chief MP by day

and the director of retail heroin sales by night.

Something that makes my life simple.

I just cook high-grade Turkish morphine into smack and wholesale it straight to him.

Everyone's happy.

So, how much we get?

Well, after we give the Turk back his share, we got er... nine grams.

Nine grams? Six hours of cooking and all we get is nine grams?

You wanna tell the Turk you're not happy, be my guest.

Bullshit. We're the ones doing all the work, taking all the risks,

and Saad's making all the profit.

Garcia, I just need you to do your job.

Can you watch those thermometers and keep your mouth eating those hotdogs?

Heroin, cocaine, marijuana, lysergic acid, diethyl... Whatever the hell it is.

Amphetamines, traces of barbiturates, estrogen...

Estrogen?

McCovey was on the pill?

How could this be possible?

- Well, he might have taken it by mistake, sir. - What?

The pill. He might have thought it was something else.

Fine, but he didn't take heroin, speed and cocaine by mistake, did he?

It seems unlikely, sir.

This isn't good, Elwood, drugs on a base like this.

Did you know anything about this?

How could someone get drugs in?

I really don't know, sir.

I always try to keep away from people like McCovey.

Elwood, we've got to try to clear this matter up, goddamn it.

I cannot... Scratch that.

I will not have this kind of thing going on at my base.

Do you understand what I'm saying?

My officer evaluation report goes in front of General Lancaster in three weeks.

If I don't get that goddamn star, I'm finished.

- Sir, you've got to relax... - Don't you tell me to relax!

You're an E4. I'm a goddamn full-bird colonel. You don't talk to me like that.

- You understand me, soldier? - Yes, sir.

Oh, Jesus, Elwood, I'm...

I didn't mean to take it out on you.

Elwood, I'm... I'm sorry.

It's OK, sir. I understand the kind of pressure you're under.

This isn't mine.

I don't know anything about it.

And there's no smoking in here.

I need someone to sign here. It says Berman. You're Berman?

I'm Colonel Berman, all right, but I don't know anything about any goddamn chair.

- I'm telling you, son, it's not mine. - It is yours.

- Oh, Liz. Hello, darling. - Isn't it beautiful? It's for you.

It's for me?

I got it for under 30. They didn't know what they had.

- 30 thousand? - I couldn't believe it was so cheap.

- Dollars or Deutschmarks? - What do you think, Elwood?

Well, can you sit on it, ma'am?

Of course you can't sit on it. It's an antique.

Oh, well, it's very nice.

Darling,

can I borrow Elwood for a few hours? There's some things I need him to do.

God.