Bennett's War

Convoy's coming through at 0600.

We need to secure this area ASAP.

Roger that.

This is where the drone last picked up a heat signature.

We got ourselves a customer.

Hmm?

Drop it.

Next time, you're the bait.

Bandit three-four, area is secure.

Repeat, area is secure.

Roger that. On our way.

Well, it's about time.

Dad, is it happening?

"Is it happening?"

It's happened.

Hey, you.

Hey, little guy.

Oh, wow.

He's beautiful.

Yeah.

And he's already talking.

Yeah?

I think I heard him say, "Daddy better get his butt back here

and help Mom change some diapers."

Soon, baby. Just three more months.

God, I love you so much.

I love you, too.

- Hi, Marshall! - Hi, Marshall!

- We miss you. - What's going on? Did she have the baby?

Yeah, look. Look.

- No way! - Yeah.

Congratulations, man.

Oh, wow.

Ugly kid. Definitely yours.

So you think you're gonna re-enlist?

I don't know.

You think Sophie will stick around if you do?

I don't know.

Well, what the hell are you gonna do if you don't?

I get it, you don't know.

Sarge! Sarge!

Now I know where I'd seen you before, sir.

He won the 450 class at the Loretta Lynn in '15.

Everyone thought Kurt Walker was gonna take it.

Let me see that.

Huh.

That's a good picture.

You've been holding out on us, Bennett.

Could've gone pro, sir.

What are you doing here with us?

Uh...

Riding for trophies didn't really interest me.

Trophies? What about the money?

Yeah, and the girls?

I got a girl.

And the money?

Look, man, I always wanted to serve.

When I found out I could ride for the Rangers,

I knew that's what I wanted to do.

Oh, no, I mean, I get it.

I turned down a real high-paying job, too.

Taco Bell, management track.

We wiped this place out months ago.

Satellite's showing intermittent activity again.

You smell that?

I do.

Somebody's making lunch.

Bandit three-two, on target, securing the objective.

Let's move out.

Riley!

- - Riley! Stay down!

Shit!

Riley, stay down!

Stay down, Riley. Hang in there.

- -

Bandit three-two, this is Alpha two-five.

We have an eagle down. Repeat, eagle down.

Under enemy fire at target location.

Launch QRF! Repeat, launch QRF!

Roger, Alpha two-five. QRF launched. Hold tight.

You all right? You okay?

- Yeah. - Come on. Come on.

Come on, Riley, hang on!

All right, almost there! You're gonna make it!

Mmm.

How are you feeling, Sergeant?

Sergeant?

Riley.

Where's Riley?

He's in surgery.

He has been all night.

They're doing everything they can for him, but...

to be frank,

it doesn't look good.

There's something else I need to talk to you about.

Now, we were able to save your leg,

but you have multiple fractures in your foot.

And there's no way to know if it will heal properly.

Therefore, I'm recommending

subtalar fusion of your heel bone.

It's the only way to guarantee

that you'll ever be able to walk again without pain.

But?

But, it will limit movement in your ankle,

and you wouldn't be able to ride the same way.

- No, thanks. - Which...

Which is something I would discourage in any case.

Maybe you should take some time to think about it.

I don't need to.

I'll take my chances.

I don't think you understand the full extent

of your injuries, Sergeant.

Even if it heals,

with the rod in your back and the screws in your leg, son,

you're done riding for the Army.

I'm recommending a medical discharge.

I'm sorry.

Bennett, the KX ready?

Yeah, just about done.

Dude! Dude, dude, dude! Let me help you with this thing.

I had it. It's fine.

Dude, if you get hurt in my shop, Sophie will beat me like a pinata,

and I will cry, man. I'm a crier.

- It's embarrassing. - Okay.

[rock music playing over stereo]

Hey, you know who that is?

I'm telling you, I'll be twice as fast.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

- You okay? - Yeah. I just don't even feel it.

- Nothing at all? - No.

Doctor's not sure if I ever will.

Just gotta keep doing the PT.

Who's this guy?

That's Kurt Walker's little brother, Chris.

- He's racing now, too. - Oh, yeah?

He any good?

Uh, he's got a small sponsorship,

- from my cousin, actually. - Hmm.

He's gonna be racing his qualifier this year.

He's nowhere as fast as you were at his age,

I'll tell you that much.

All right, let's go, babe.

I'm gonna get a jump on that 650.

- You good, bud? - Yeah, man.

- All right, man. Thank you... - See you tomorrow.

...for a hard day.

- Marshall, wait. - Sophie, I got it.

- No, no, no, no. - It's okay.

- Baby. - I got it. Stop.

Go.

Gimme.

- Thank you. - Yep.

Got it?

- Sophie. - Cyrus.

You good?

Got it?

Why don't you just let me help you inside?

Are you sure?

Okay, whatever.

- Hey. - Hey, Dad.

- Hey, buddy. - Hey, buddy.

- How's he doing? - Ah, he's doing great.

- Yeah? - Yeah, I've got him talking.

What's this? What's this?

- Tractor. - Tractor. Did you hear him?

- Did you hear him? - It is a tractor.

- That's right, buddy. - Nice job, buddy.

Where's Daddy been?

- Harley? - Want to say hi to Daddy?

- You wanna go to your dad? - Harley.

- Hey, be careful. - Come here. It's okay.

- You all right? Okay. - Yeah, I'm good.

- Hey. - All right.

See the little puppy. Yeah?

- Yeah, who's that? - Harley!

- Steady, bud. - Harley!

Harley?

All right. I feel like that's...

- It's okay. It's okay. - I got him. I got him.

He's too heavy.

He's been good. How you doing?

- You know. - Yeah.

- Another day. - Where's he going?