Purple Hearts

It's not...

- Three, four! - Marine Corps!

- One, two, three, four! - Marine Corps!

- Parris Island, where it all began! - Marine Corps!

When you're deployed out there with the Marines in Iraq,

remember, the decisions you make have lasting consequences.

Never forget that.

Never forget that your marines are looking at you.

They rely on you.

The blue side of the sky.

I'll never feel... No. Feels like I'll never touch.

We are working, marines. We're working the whole time! Let's go!

The things that you experience today, the adversity that you went through

is what right looks like.

You, ladies and gentlemen, are what right looks like.

- Y'all ready to deploy? - Yeah!

- Let's go out there, and let's get some! - Yeah!

Cassie, come cut up some limes if you wanna stay in the tip pool.

Leave me alone.

I love that the smell of stale beer inspires you,

but we open in ten minutes.

I swear I'll be right there. I love you guys.

How we doing tonight?

Whoo!

Yeah!

My name is Cassie, and we are The Loyal.

Dude, that was your request.

And give it up for Billy,

the owner who apparently really meant it

when he said only two songs.

Oh, and please don't forget to tip your servers,

'cause, PS, we're also your servers.

Great job!

Oh my God, that was such a good set.

- Bye, guys. That was awesome. - See you tomorrow.

Look, Cassie, it's your faves.

Hey! Hey, how's it going, buddy?

Oh, great. Marines.

Mild to medium harassment by nine, chaotic evil by ten.

Hey, stranger!

- Cass! - No. Frankie?

- Cass? - Stop.

- Hey! - Frankie!

Surprise!

- I missed you, you freak. - I missed you too, Salazar.

Oh my God. Look at the buzz. No, I'm not okay with this at all.

- Uh, Nora, Frankie. Frankie, Nora. - Nice to meet you.

Nora, they're in The Loyal with me. Frankie, we grew up together,

and I was his babysitter.

Okay. Okay.

- Don't say that in front of everybody. - Baby-faced Frankie.

You see what you did?

Cassie was just telling me how much she loves military boys.

- Oh yeah, yeah, yeah. - Mmm.

Uh, these are the guys. We've two weeks 'til we ship out to Iraq.

- We're still in Iraq? - Not out yet.

Another war that never ends. In that case, what you guys wanna drink?

- First one's on the house. - Thank you.

- Hey! - Tequila?

- Does he look old enough to drink tequila? - Absolutely not.

- Double that. - Copy that.

- I'll have a Coke. - Mmm. Okay.

- My kinda guy. - Hell, yeah.

Could you throw in some lemon slices with that?

How about you pace yourself, bro?

Whoa!

She's into you, bro.

No.

Okay? Just no. It's not gonna happen, never.

Just let it go, cheekbones.

- What? You two? - No, she's like an older sister to me.

Uh, Cassie has a "no soldiers" policy, sorry.

- We're marines. - What's that about?

- Well, that means more of us for you then. - Oh.

Tempting.

Let me check with my girlfriend.

Uh, three tequilas and a coke.

So we're good enough to fight for your ass, but not enough to touch it?

- Excuse me? - Okay.

I'll excuse you, this time.

I can't with this.

- Real smooth. - What the hell? Come on. Bro.

Let me see what I can do.

Good luck, behave yourself. Don't do what he did.

Dude has a perfect track record.

Hey, I just wanted to apologize for our friend. He's a bit...

Okay.

Uh, I'm Luke, by the way. What's your name?

Your waitress/bartender. Have a fun night, Luke.

- You know, we're not all alike. - Oh, really?

Yeah.

Because your friend is talking about his right to touch my ass.

Which apparently, you also feel entitled to.

Okay, we're just blowing off some steam.

It's, uh... It's actually a pretty big night.

Last night on leave. We ship off in a few weeks.

I get it, but, uh, not really an excuse for casual misogyny though.

You're cute and everything, but...

Okay, all right. I, uh... I get this.

What do you get?

You. Yeah.

- Me? - Yeah, yeah.

You're kind of predictable. I've... I've met your type before. Yeah.

Oh. Do tell.

Drive a Lexus that your parents paid for, but it's a hybrid, so it's okay.

You... You probably tweet a lot about other people's rights,

but when it comes down...

Sorry, it's just fascinating to me. Do you have a PhD in mansplaining?

When it actually comes down to fighting for these rights,

you don't wanna do anything, right? 'Cause guns are mean. You're a pacifist.

I guess it's our job to go off and fight those battles for you, right?

I bet you have a little "peace-dove" tattoo on your back to prove it.

On my ass, actually. Which you can't touch, but you can kiss.

Nailed it.

She's a pistol.

Or they'll skip straight to chaotic evil.

Come back.

You see the guy that looks like he's 12 years old?

He told me that I should reconsider my stance on men,

because if I marry him, I would get incredible health insurance.

Wow. Health insurance.

- That's some dirty talk right there. - So hot.

- Where's that coming from? - Mine. Made it annoying to not ignore it.

Yes.

Uh, hey, can you cover me for, like, five?

- Yeah. You okay? - You know.

Shit.

Oh, it looks like

I can't refill your prescription for another four days.

Uh, okay. Uh...

I... I can't really wait four days. Um...

Look, I'm out of my long-acting and my short-acting insulin,

and my reserve vial is basically gone,

and it's just... it's really dangerous for me not to have this.

I mean, I can give you a refill of your prescription

if you wanna do it out of pocket.

I don't think you understand...

No, your insurance is not renewed, so I cannot refill it.

So, if you wanna do it out of pocket, we can do that.

And, um... how much is that?

Three hundred for the long-acting, 220 for the short-acting.

So, a little over $500. What do you wanna do?

- Come on. - I'm so sorry. I'll be right with you.

Ma, nothing.

Check out in the other line. This line already hates me.

Do you wanna step aside while...

Can... you just give me a second?

She speaks English too, thank you.

Cassie!

You take my cash. I'll do credit.

- Ma! - Always health first.

Gracias.

Okay, that worked out.

Do you wanna fill this, hon?

Oh.

That is...

Shoot.

Guess I'll try to make it to Friday without it.

Thanks. Go Big Pharma.

What the hell?

Watch it!

Shit.

Hey, hey, hey! Get out of the way, "J."

Yo! Those were some obstacle course moves right there, kid. Whoop!

- What the hell, Johnno? - So is true, huh?

I heard you joined the Marines.

And I was like,

"There's no way that dude will pass a piss test."

Right this way, soldier.

Hop in, bro. Let's chill.

- I got some good shit in my car. - Nah. I can't.

No. I'm, uh... I'm clean now.

- You know, I gotta... - Be a good boy for Uncle Sam.

Well, it seems like...

...your life's in ship shape. Except, uh, you owe me 15 grand.

So, there's that.

I need that money, bro.

Don't worry, Johnno.

I deploy next week. So I'll get you something by then.

Whew. Okay, that's good, bro. That's good.

'Cause, uh... 'Cause if you're not good for it,

I know where your family is.

Arrgh!

I'm playing with you, bro.

See you soon.

Shit!

- Oh, good. - Mm-hmm.