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Hello, I'm Johnny Cash.
I hear the train a comin' it's rolling round the bend
And I ain't seen the sunshine since I don't know when
I'm stuck in Folsom prison and time keeps draggin' on
But that train keeps a rollin' on down to San Antone
When I was just a baby my mama told me "son"
"Always be a good boy don't ever play with guns"
But I shot a man in Reno just to watch him die
When I hear that whistle blowin' I hang my head and cry
I got another 15.
Not today, you don't. You're up.
You know the deal.
Successfully complete the mission, you get ten years off your sentence.
You fail to follow my orders in any way
and I detonate the explosive device in the base of your skull.
Good dog.
We are a black ops unit.
Meaning, nothing you see here ever happened.
Savant.
Your commanding officer will be Colonel Rick Flag.
Or would you rather be called Durlin?
I'd rather not be called at all.
But I'll do anything to get out of this hellhole.
Well, welcome to "anything."
So this is the famous Suicide Squad.
Well, we consider that term degrading.
The official term is "Task Force X."
And love 'em or hate 'em,
these are your brothers and sisters for the next few days.
Oh!
Whoa.
Captain Boomerang.
Blackguard.
Mongal.
Javelin.
T.D.K.
Weasel.
And, of course...
Hey, guys, sorry I'm late. Had to go number two.
Hmm, good to know.
Flag.
Oh, sorry. Comin' through.
Hey, Boomer.
What are you doing back in prison, Harls?
I got road rage. In a bank.
Oh. So sorry. Comin' through.
- Turn it around. There. No. - There? Here?
Put it in there. Now you're safe.
All right.
Thanks, man.
Prepare for liftoff. And away we go.
- Harley and T.D.K... - Digger.
...have they worked together before?
Not yet. I'm excited.
What does Savant do again?
It's Brian Durlin.
He's an expert in weapons and hand-to-hand combat.
Yeah, well, I'm putting 20 on him that he's gonna bite it.
Me too. And Weasel,
- Boomer and Mongal. - Yeah, I think...
Is Mongal an alien or some type of god?
- What are you doing? - Oh. Hey.
Just making sure everything was ready to go.
Good meeting, everybody.
Just our normal, casual morning meeting.
Yeah, I just gotta, uh, do this thing.
Nothing weird about it.
- Okay. - Oh, yeah.
Flag.
Yeah, we're T-minus five from the drop.
Get the whole team safely
to that beach, Colonel.
You will receive further orders once there.
We're in a butcher's freezer, Harls,
surrounded by dead hogs hangin' on hooks.
Only they don't know it yet.
Leave him alone, Boomer.
What does T.D.K. stand for?
What?
Your name is T.D.K., correct?
Yeah.
And it stands for what?
It stands for me.
It's what a name is.
Your name is letters?
All names are letters, dickhead.
I love your accent.
American women all love accents.
We do. 'Cause we don't got none.
- Yo, is this a dog? - What?
Is this thing a dog?
- A... A dog? - Yes.
What kind of dog do you think it is, mate?
I don't know, I'm not familiar with all the breeds.
I'm gonna go with Afghan Hound.
Since when does an Afghan Hound have bloody thumbs?
Oh, my God, is it a werewolf?
I've wanted to meet a werewolf forever.
- Yo, they sat me next to a werewolf? - That's not right.
Yo, let me out. I do not fuck with werewolves.
Hey, hey, he's not a werewolf, okay!
He's a weasel. He's harmless.
I mean, he's not harmless, he's killed 27 children,
but, you know, we got him to... I think he's agreed to do this.
Whatever the case, just everyone get into position to drop.
Did anyone check on whether Weasel could swim?
The Weasel is dead! I repeat,
the Weasel is dead.
Northeast, all clear. Approach the shore.
Over.
Savant, hold your position.
Roger that.
Amateurs.
Waller, we're on the beach and dry.
- Blackguard. Get down, you... - Hey, guys!
- There's fucking soldiers everywhere! - Hey.
You can come out now, it's just me.
What the fuck is Blackguard doin'?
I'm the one who contacted you.
Is this what's supposed to happen? What the fuck?
Blackguard, get back into your position.
Look, look. I brought everybody, look.
They're right behind me.
Whoa. Hey.
Hey, guys. Whoa.
We got a deal, right? Uh... Uh...
Waller, we're made.
I'm the one who called you.
Blackguard sold us out.
He contacted the fucking Corto Maltese Army!
Waller, we need to retreat.
Negative, Flag.
The mission is too important.
This is a tough group.
- You can make it. - Okey-doke.
Waller, with all due respect, we're in the middle
of a goddamn... Harley, wait!
Whoo-hoo!
Zero-two-two-seven is wide open.
Colonel, dispatch The Detachable Kid.
T.D.K., two o'clock!
T.D.K. is "The Detachable Kid"?
What the fuck?
I didn't pick the damn team!
Don't worry, Flag, I got the bird.
Mongal! Don't.
Huh?
Strewth!
Boomer!
Savant is off the rails.
Savant, turn back.
Savant.
Savant, I'm warning you, this is desertion.
Savant!
This is your last chance. Turn back around.
You are in violation of your agreement!
Oh, please! No.
Damn it.
How's Team Two holding up?
Team Two, check. Set point bravo.
All troops on the south beach are engaged.
Team Two is clear to go on the north beach.
Congratulations, Bloodsport.
How'd you do it, Waller?
There's no soldiers out here on patrol at all.
Let's just say they were distracted.
Teddy sniffing glue he was twelve years old
Fell from the roof on East Two-nine
Cathy was eleven when she pulled the plug
On twenty six reds and a bottle of wine
Bobby got leukemia, fourteen years old
He looked like sixty five when he died He was a friend of mine
Those are people who died, died
Those are people who died, died
Those are people who died, died
Those are people who died, died
They were all my friends and just died
G-berg and Georgie let their gimmicks go rotten
So they died of hepatitis in upper Manhattan
Sly in Vietnam, bullet in the head
Bobby OD'd on Drano on the night that he was wed
They were two more friends of mine
Two more friends that died
Those are people who died, died
Those are people who died, died
Those are people who died, died
Those are people who died, died
They were all my friends and they died
Mary took a dry dive from a hotel room
Bobby hung himself from a cell in The Tombs
Judy jumped in front of a subway train
Eddie got slit in the jugular vein
And Eddie, I miss you more than all the others
And I salute you brother
Those are people who died, died
I was not ready for the road
I was so discontent to wear that heavy load
And so I got down on my knees
I made a sucker's prayer
A grim bode of baudelaire before
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