SEAL Team

- Previously on SEAL Team... - Ensign Davis.

I got us this really nice reservation...

at this restaurant up in Richmond.

That's a hundred miles away.

Well, don't want anybody to spot us.

We got a new target package coming in.

I got to go back. I'm sorry.

Hey, don't be sorry.

I'm gonna try for warrant officer.

What about Jason?

You'll be an officer?

Won't you outrank him?

How's he gonna take that?

Jason'll be fine.

Gentlemen, it's my privilege

to introduce you

to DEVGRU's next commanding officer,

Captain Greyson Lindell.

Bravo Team, Captain Harrington

told me all about you.

Game, set...

Ripper Magoo, next round's on you, buddy boy.

It's getting expensive

hanging with you like this, man.

- Is that four in a row? - That would be

five in a row. Hey, beer's a great motivator.

How about you, Sonny boy?

Want to get the next beating?

What? I got to tell you, man, it's a little sad

watching you sit there moping and waiting for a call

that's never gonna come in. Come on, now.

Look-it, man, couples text in the 21st century there,

old-timer. Yeah, or don't, in your case.

Come on, this whole girlfriend thing, is it a rumor, or what?

Look, I did not get stood up.

Because she has work obligations, as do I.

Speaking of which, I actually have

a bottle at home with my name on it.

See ya. Hard to believe

I drafted that dude. Be careful, or he's gonna be

walking around upright real soon.

Damn.

Whole team's evolving, man.

And Bravo's gonna look a lot different

once Ray leaves to run his own team.

Whoa, whoa. Pump the brakes there.

You lobbying for 2IC?

Come on. Be a long time before you wear that crown. I'm just saying,

who you gonna turn to in a bind once Ray's gone, Full Metal?

Sure, if I want to bury a body. Yeah, exactly.

I'm saying that...

Ray leaves a void.

And you think you're the one who can fill that void?

Yeah.

Yeah? Okay, tell you what...

let's go hit Smoke's.

Last call. Come on. Dude, we've been shutting bars down

every night this week... I need some shuteye, man.

You got to go home at some point, boss.

Yeah, I know.

I'm just gonna settle up my tab. That's it.

And I will, be on your six.

Hey.

Whiskey.

Cheers.

Cheers.

Your teammate suffers

a line-over chute malfunction that strands him

in enemy territory on the other side of the mountain

from your LZ.

Your orders are to Charlie Mike,

which leaves him to fend for himself.

What's your call?

Do we have ISR?

Negative, Candidate Yoder.

- Comms? - With the tactical operations center,

but not your guy. Continue the mission.

That's what secondary and tertiary exfil points are for.

I'd expect my team to do the same if it was me out there.

Hold security.

Wait for a FRAGO.

Reach out to partner forces.

Wait for orders.

And hold for a new window on the target.

- Do I like the guy? - Excuse me, Lopez...

but how warm and fuzzy you are for this guy

is gonna impact your decision?

It'll impact how much I bitch

about having to lug it over a mountain to save his ass.

Without question, I'm going for my teammate.

Move heaven and earth for any Frogman.

Team is everything.

Butl'll bitch more

if the guy's a turd.

Solid crop of candidates we got this year.

Yep. Clay operated with that Yoder kid.

Swears he's the real deal, and I tend to agree.

Out running with the young bucks again last night?

Hard to soar with the eagles when you hoot with the owls.

What are you, like, my mother or something? Seriously?

That's what you told me when I first joined Bravo, Jason.

Well, that Ray needed to hear that.

Now, look, you're all grown up, about to make master chief.

Isn't that sweet?

Yeah, look, Jace, about that, I...

Jace, what's up, man? We hitting the range?

Look at that. Mr. Spenser's...

he's trying to find ways of buying me beers.

Isn't that nice of him.

You in?

No, man. I'll catch up with you later.

Okay. Yeah.

Okay, so, later on.

Get in there.

How'd my boy Yoder

and the rest of the Green Team candidates look?

Like a bunch of eighth graders.

That's the beauty of Green Teamers.

We get older and they stay the same.

Yep.

But my boy Yoder,

dude's a pipe hitter, right?

Yeah. You know what?

Looks Bravo-worthy to me.

Let's just hope that...

he's better than my last candidate.

Hey, topless bull riding tonight at Smoke's. You in?

I'm definitely coming to Smoke's.

You kidding? Gonna roll, rip, ready.

The Wilt Chamberlain twins ride again.

That's right.

Hey!

This is Dr. Natalie Pierce. She is a research physiologist

at the NHRC's Department of Warfighter Performance.

The Navy can keep trying, but my head can't be shrunk.

She's a physiologist, not a psychologist, Sonny.

Please, just call me Natalie.

I'm here to conduct research to identify risk factors

associated with operational longevity.

Bravo Team's your lab rats, right?

I know how this kind of thing could be received downrange.

I just wanted to get us all on the same page.

Same page, that's all.

Master Chief Hayes, a word.

Warfighter longevity is one of my priorities.

Most valuable resource for future generations

is the current one. I would like you to give Natalie

every opportunity to work with Bravo Team.

Appreciate that, sir,

but Bravo Team has a way of doing things.

- We're just fine. - Do you?

Bravo Team has

a lot of miles on it, and you have even more.

Lot a gas left in the tank. I actually have that "new car" smell.

I'm here to...

help you manage that wear-and-tear.

Keep the tank from hitting empty, and the only way

that I can do that is by seeing what's under the hood.

Wow. Now, you know what, that is quite a sales pitch.

It's not a pitch. It's my job.

And I'm good at it.

I'm sure you're better than good.

But... we're fine.

It is my belief that nobody could benefit more

from Natalie's expertise than you, Master Chief.

I just wanted you to break the ice.

Ice has been broken, sir.

Dr. Pierce.

Natalie.

Warrant Officer Mack, you got a minute?

That's awful formal sounding for a door-kicker,

Senior Chief Perry. What's up, man?

You all right? I wanted to... Yeah, I'm good.

I just wanted to follow up about putting in a package.

Don't tell me you changed your mind

about going warrant officer? Not a chance.

My man.

My man. Have a seat.Yeah. Yeah.

I was afraid your teammates talked you out of it.

Frogmen freak when one of us goes warrant. Well, that's because

no one actually knows what the hell a warrant officer does.

That's kind of true.

Got the fancy title. Straddling the worlds

between enlisted and officer ranks.

You wonder why our boys freak? Nah, that's the beauty

of the gig, man... It's, like, one day

you're in your camis on a sniper rifle, the next day

you're in a suit rubbing elbows with dignitaries,

trying to facilitate a clandestine op.

You end up becoming, like, a... an expert in all things.

Special Operations, you know what I mean?

Offer Bravo a fresh perspective.

Well, it's a good thing Jason Hayes is always open

to new ideas, you know? Right.

Right. How'd he take the news?

My team leader's head exploded when I told him.

Yeah.

I haven't exactly told him yet.

So, look, I'm just gonna say it.

I, I'd appreciate it