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What, you're staying here now?

Yeah, you know, I just trying to focus on the thing

that matters most in my life, being a Navy SEAL.

My name is Sergeant Miller.

My mission is to turn you into an officer.

Something's wrong with you, and I'm-a find out what it is.

- But what about the loans? - It's too late to apply.

How could you miss the deadline?

I've got my own life and our life

I have to keep running when you're gone.

You're drinking too much. Ignoring the family.

This isn't the man I married.

This is the broken sailor I found.

I don't want that man to come home from the Philippines.

I'm gonna miss this.

12 weeks without your barbecue.

That's not the only thing you're gonna miss.

- Hey, Zell, what's up? - How you doing, man?

- Hey. - Good to see you.

So you're still in, you're still grinding?

Yeah, you know, pays the bills.

Not as much as that should, though, am I right?

- Hey, where's your radio? - On the hill,

so the PLA track away from us.

Should buy us a few minutes.

Spoke to PACOM command.

They're not exactly thrilled that our boy Clay

left an encrypted communication device

in the hands of the Chinese.

We need command to be happy with us or our lives

are gonna become extremely unpleasant.

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Come on right now.

Sweet Lord of the Rings.

Okay.

That's it. That's enough for today, boys.

It was enough two hours ago.

We brought something to share, to thank you

for everything you've shared with us these past few weeks.

What is that?

Snake wine.

That is one big ass tequila worm.

Even in death, the cobra's poised for battle.

To Bravo Team.

Cheers.

- Yeah, yeah. - Are you nuts?

You're gonna drink that?

The venom's harmless.

Almost always.

Clay!

All right, all right, I'll do one, I'll do one.

No, no, no, no.

Slow your roll there, 6, you're a baby.

- You're low on tough. - You gonna be sick.

You gonna get sick.

I'm gonna show you how Texas drinks

some Filipino snake venom. That's right.

- Yeah. - That's easy.

Yup, there it is.

All right. Clay, you're up.

Come on, Jay. Come on, man, not the hat.

- Come on. Come on, let's go. - Just went from bad to worse.

There it is.

The snake venom!

Ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta!

Gentlemen.

This is Unit 3 Commander Shaw.

He, along with our friends at NAVSOG Command,

wanted to get a glimpse of the intensive and targeted training

that Bravo Team is conducting,

along with our partner forces.

Yeah, right, we were just, you know,

having a little fun, that's all.

So if we'd come by earlier,

you would've resembled Tier One professionals.

I'm sorry, sir.

Did not get any on your boots, you're good.

It's unfortunate timing, sir.

I'm sure they're all very eager to get back to work.

Yeah.

Who the hell is this guy? Regional Commander Shaw...

from what I'm hearing, this guy can't even operate

out of a wet paper bag.

Jason, take a breath, all right.

You're not the one

who just had an hour-long earful.

What's his problem with you?

Commander Shaw takes issue with the Bravo Team culture.

What's that mean?

Well, to start with, he wants us to look more professional.

Haircuts, uniforms.

It's a joke, right? We're out there busting our asses

and he's more concerned about our fashion sense?

- It's not about fashion sense. - What's it about?

It's about Mexico going sideways.

Really, Mexico again?

It's about not taking out Zaman.

It's about Clay pulling the stunt with the radio.

Commander Shaw believes that a lax culture

has contributed to operational missteps.

- Yeah, well, he's wrong. - Yeah, well, he's also senior rank,

- so wrong doesn't matter. - You gotta be kidding me.

Any other unit does those operations,

there's not gonna be missteps, there's gonna be casualties,

- a lot of them. - Jason!

It doesn't matter, Jason.

If Commander Shaw

wants things in Bravo to change, then guess what?

They'll change.

Sure. Start with our uniforms.

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What's our move, Davis?

It's simple. They're patrolling in predictable patterns.

The entry point's exposed every 11 seconds, yes, but it's not...

We have plenty of time to rush in and grab the flag.

We're not doing that.

What, you're not fast enough?

They're not dumb enough.

If they're moving in a predictable way, it's a trap.

You got a better idea?

Yes, Evelyn, I do.

- Watts. - Yeah.

How'd you like a battlefield promotion?

Okay, move, move, move, move.

Go, go, go. Go.

Get on your feet. This exercise is over.

Meyer, Shocky, put them in the Humvee.

- Roger. - Will do.

Got it!

Nice work, Davis.

Davis, you killed it.

Nice work.

Get in formation!

Impersonating an instructor.

Was that your bright idea, Watts?

It was mine, Gunnery Sergeant.

You proud of yourself, Davis?

Cheating your way through the mission?

We won, Gunnery Sergeant.

We'll see.

Sonny,

you got yourself about a bottle-a-day habit

there with that sauce,

you trying to marinate yourself with that?

All this running around we're doing,

I need something to keep the calories up

so my pants don't fall down.

You know, that's about all we've been doing

is running in circles, man.

We might as well deploy to a summer camp.

We get it. We understand, all right?

Poster Boy here, he's itching

for a little action, just a little mish.

Kid Vicious, why don't you get yourself a roll of quarters,

head down to the arcade,

and blast some Space Invaders?

Okay. Sonny, you know, it was really nice

of you to support the local culture and buy that shirt here.

The real question here that everybody's asking

is why you seem so content.

Dude, we've been here for three weeks

sitting on our asses, and you're not climbing the ceilings.

What's going on, buddy?

Well, man, I am the don of the Philippines.

Okay? I enjoy the Gucci missions.

Basking in the glow

of the red-light district'd be my guess.

He hasn't invited me to any late night outings.

Any of you?

- Nope. - I think he's sneaking around

these little dirty alleys.

And he's a little too embarrassed

to bring a wingman, right?

Either that or he's sweet on a particular dancer,

and he wants to keep her all to himself.

That it, Sonny?

You got a special girl?

They all have a special place

inside Sonny Quinn's big heart.

No, no, no, no, that's a dodge.

- You're lying, man. - Sonny, she got a name?

I mean, this girl?

Do y'all know that Blackburn's

been counting cards every time?

Counting the lies at this table.

Yeah! Yeah!

I want to get my money back!

Sonny, what's-what's her name, man?

Hold on, what's her name, buddy?

- Blackburn. - Yeah, I ain't counting cards.

- I'm out. - I'm out.

I got to run an errand, fellas.

Okay, it looks like it's between me and Poster Boy here.

I'll tell you what, make it a little bit more interesting,

I'll throw in a 20.

- The boss man. - Big money.

Come on.

- All right, I'll... - Don't do it.

I'm gonna, I'll-I'll-I'll call you and...