Boots (2025) s01e05 Episode Script

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[TRAIN CHUGS]
- [MAN SCREAMS]
- [SCREAMS]
[HOWITT] Get up, recruit.
Get up!
Mainside Medical number is taped
to the duty desk. Call the doc.
Tell him I've started CPR. Move!
Answer me, recruit.
Goddamn it, open your eyes!
[TENSE MUSIC PLAYS]
One, two, three, four,
five, six, seven, eight
This is Platoon 2032. We
have a medical emergency.
- [HOWITT] Answer me, goddamn it!
- Come quick.
[MUSIC FADES]
[HOWITT] I was a baby, now I'm a man!
[RECRUITS] I was a baby, now I'm a man!
[HOWITT] Mama ain't
here to hold my hand!
[RECRUITS] Mama ain't
here to hold my hand!
[HOWITT] Miss them titties
Yeah, that's me!
Miss them titties, yeah, that's me!
But cold milk is all I need!
[RECRUITS] But cold milk is all I need!
- [HOWITT] Gotta fight to earn the right!
- Keep it coming!
Gotta fight to earn the right!
[HOWITT] To go home and fuck my wife!
To go home and fuck my wife!
[OCHOA] Dear Gloria,
"Every Marine a Rifleman."
That's what they're always saying here.
And this week, it's finally happening.
We're gonna be riflemen.
[UPLIFTING MUSIC PLAYS]
Everyone's in a good mood for a change.
Damn, that's a view. Hey,
where's your little diary?
Better document that shit.
[LAUGHTER]
[OCHOA] It feels like we're
bonding now. Becoming brothers.
[RAY] I wrote my dad.
Told him about the raid, taking
the guidon. He's gonna love it.
I mean, he'd never say that,
but Can't believe you missed it.
What?
Nothing. Just glad the old Ray is back.
[SULLIVAN] One minute.
Lace 'em up.
- [RAY] Want help with your pack?
- [CAMERON] I got it.
[OCHOA] We've already
been through a lot.
But everybody says the rifle range
is the best part of boot camp.
Welcome to your home for the
next two weeks, shit lickers.
Now drop your packs and make my racks!
[OCHOA] This is what
we've been waiting for.
When we separate the boys from the men.
But there's a lot to learn.
[SULLIVAN] Navy can swim.
- Army can drill.
- [UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYS]
But our lethality with the
M16 is what separates us
from every other fighting
force on God's green earth.
This is my rifle.
There are many like it,
but this one is mine.
My rifle is my best friend.
It is my life.
I must master it as
I must master my life.
My rifle without me is useless.
Without my rifle, I am useless.
I must fire my rifle true. I will.
You will qualify in one
of these three categories.
Marksman.
Weak shit, but serviceable.
Sharpshooter. At least
you ain't a marksman.
And expert.
Honor Man shoots expert.
[RECRUITS] I will learn its
weaknesses, its strengths.
We will become a part
of each other. We will.
You will learn to fire with accuracy
from the 200, 300, and 500-yard lines.
When we're through with ya,
you're gonna be able
to waste a motherfucker
from five football fields away.
[SULLIVAN] Final category
is UNQ. Unqualified.
You fail to meet Marine Corps standards
and you will fail to be a Marine.
[RECRUITS] Before God,
I swear this creed.
My rifle and I are the
defenders of my country.
We are the saviors of my life.
So be it, until victory is America's,
and there is no enemy, but peace.
- [MUSIC STOPS]
- Order arms!
And one more thing.
The recruit with the
highest score on qual day
will earn himself
a phone call home.
Up until now, "kill" has been a concept.
Out here on the range,
it becomes a purpose.
Welcome to the best
two weeks of your lives.
[OCHOA] This is it, baby.
I'm gonna make you proud.
["WILD WILD LIFE" PLAYS]
I'm wearing ♪
Fur pajamas ♪
I ride ♪
A hot potato ♪
It's tickling my fancy ♪
Speak up, I can't hear you ♪
Here on this mountaintop, oh-oh-oh ♪
I got some wild, wild life ♪
I got some news to tell, oh-oh ♪
About some wild, wild life ♪
Here comes the doctor in charge ♪
Oh-oh-oh ♪
She's got some wild, wild life ♪
Ain't that the way
you like it? Oh-oh ♪
Living wild, wild ♪
Ladies!
My fellow Marine mothers.
Uh, my signature strudel
will be out shortly.
In the meantime, please
enjoy more coffee, tea,
- Joanne's fabulous muffins.
- [DOORBELL CHIMES]
And of course, if anyone would like
to place an order for
Sarah Beth Cosmetics,
I am at your service.
Semper fidelis.
Hello, Barbara. Joanne
invited me. I hope that's okay.
I brought butter tarts.
June.
Ji-yeong.
Ray's mom.
[TENSE MUSIC PLAYS]
June!
I'm so glad you came.
Ladies, June's husband is
the retired master sergeant.
Oh, master gunnery sergeant.
Twenty-three years in the
Corps, just the one haircut.
[LAUGHTER]
Her son is in boot camp.
What a nice surprise!
[CHUCKLES NERVOUSLY] Allow me.
Hey, June.
Come right through here.
[WOMAN] Here, sit down next to me.
Yeah. So tell me about your son.
So, how's your son surviving boot camp?
Sorry, I think something is burning.
It's fine.
Ray, uh, writes often. He's a good boy.
He says it's challenging, of course,
but I know it's a little
better because he's not alone.
June, try that.
I, for one, have gotta get this recipe.
You got it.
Yeah, I really think I smell smoke.
- [FIRE ALARM BEEPS]
- Um
June, hold that thought, okay? I
don't wanna miss a thing. Hold on.
- I'll just be one sec. Hold your horses.
- Okay, how do you two know each other?
Our sons are good friends.
Even though boot camp is difficult,
I'm so happy Ray has Cameron.
[BARBARA] I got it!
Has Cameron where?
Oh, with him at boot camp.
Whoo! [CHUCKLES] I
caught it just in time.
[MUSIC STOPS]
You said you lost your son.
It was a metaphor.
[ROCK MUSIC PLAYS]
[SULLIVAN] See your target?
Kill him.
I've never even shot a gun before.
There's no way I'm gonna get "high
shooter," but I gotta get that call.
Lock it in, Ochoa. Rifle butt down.
Good.
Who do you think's gonna win?
Let me get this straight.
If I get high score,
you want me to give you my phone call?
[OCHOA] Yeah.
Why would I do that?
[OCHOA] Because I'll
make it worth your while.
- I promise.
- Yeah? How?
I'll do all your fire watches
for the rest of boot camp.
What else?
And my Sports Illustrated.
- Dude.
- Which I know you want.
It's not gonna be me.
Done, sir! Done!
- Give him one.
- [RECRUITS] Kill!
[MUSIC STOPS]
- Ears!
- Open, sir!
[SULLIVAN] Tomorrow is pre-qual day.
I want each of you to reflect
on what we've taught you here
'cause these skills
these skills are forever.
- Once a Marine!
- [RECRUITS] Always a Marine!
[TENSE MUSIC PLAYS]
[FAJARDO EXHALES]
I knew you were bullshitting.
Yes, ma'am.
There's easier things we
could do with our lives, but
what's the point of that?
So here?
Yes, ma'am.
Well then, Sergeant,
raise your right hand
and repeat after me.
I state your name
I, Liam Robert Sullivan
do solemnly swear
- do solemnly swear
- to support and defend
[MCKINNON] You did the right thing.
Baby, don't apologize.
[MUSIC FADES]
I don't care if it was a false alarm.
If you think you're
going into labor, call me.
[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
All right, I gotta go.
[HOWITT] Lights out
Okay, but it has to
be gre Hey, buddy.
You watching Sesame Street?
Cookie Monster. Om nom nom nom nom.
[LAUGHS]
Nope, stop. Don't even ask.
But it's the swimsuit issue.
I don't care if it's Rosie Perez
with a case of K-Y and a cock sock.
Got my own wife to call, papa.
If you want that call, you're gonna have
to beat every motherfucker here.
[HOWITT] Mail call, nancy boys!
Go fetch! And keep it down.
- I think that's
- Yeah. That's
Hey, I, uh
I didn't mean
what I wrote.
The whole thing was
I'm sorry.
Like you said, every man for himself.
[RAY] Hey, Cam.
You're not gonna believe this.
My mother told everyone I died
so she could sell lipstick?
Should I send flowers somewhere?
[SCOFFS] Did I ever tell you
about the time when I was seven?
She needed a loan, so she
took me to the bank with her
and made me wear those leg braces.
Like Tiny Tim. Yeah.
Told me to look sad.
And the thing is, it worked.
She got the loan. Bought
me ice cream after.
It's, like, a rare happy memory.
I mean, she's a top-shelf liar,
man. But you are the real deal.
You're gonna shoot a
fricking rifle this week.
Yeah, I know. You're
right, you're right.
And you know what? I'm
gonna get at least, uh
- What's above marksman?
- Sharpshooter?
Yes. That one.
Tiny Tim tells funny stories.
I got a funny story.
Wanna hear a funny story?
[TENSE MUSIC PLAYS]
[MAN] Good morning, recruits!
Welcome to my live fire range.
I am Range Coach Roach.
You may address me as Sir Coach,
Your Holiness.
Now, you will take nothing but memories,
and you will leave nothing but
footprints on my sacred ground.
Do not hassle my wildlife.
Do not piss on the seats of my
Porta-John. Do not fuck around.
You're all about to
receive the power of God.
Live rounds.
Body of Chesty.
Blood of Basilone.
Body of Chesty.
- Hey, I gotta ask you something.
- [ROACH] Blood of Basilone.
Hicks told me you guys took the
toilet paper from our squad bay
and blamed it on Knox's
platoon, but that's crazy, right?
Cam, just tell me that you didn't do it.
[ROACH] Blood of Basilone.
Body of Chesty.
- Holy shit.
- Ray, I can explain.
- You lied about everything.
- I was
- Shit's about to get real.
- Yes, sir.
- [ROACH] Blood of Basilone.
- I was trying to help you.
I didn't mean Ray, I'm sorry.
[ROACH] Blood of Basilone.
Shooters, on the line!
[RANGE MASTER] Weapons on
safety. Fingers off the trigger.
Shooters, make ready!
You may begin firing when
your Able target appears.
Gloria.
[ROACH] Bullseye, five points.
Beginner's luck.
Hey-o!
What the flying fuck?
Lord Jesus, have mercy.
- All fives.
- [MUSIC FADES]
All fives?
- [RANGE MASTER] Cease fire!
- [ROACH] First shooters off the line!
Hey.
How'd you do that? You
grew up around guns?
Your mama fuck an M16? What?
No, sir, that was this recruit's
first time firing a weapon, sir.
Shut the hell up, Ochoa! Goddamn, boy.
You know, you just might be one of them
real-life goddamn savant idiots.
Thank you, sir.
Hey, Coach! My boy's a savant!
- [LAUGHS] Get your ass down.
- Second shooters up!
What the hell, man? You told
Ray? Why would you do that?
[ROACH] Shooters, on the line!
[FARTS]
[EXHALES] Navy.
[ROACH] Cope, on the line.
Shooters, make ready!
You may begin firing when
your Able target appears.
[TENSE MUSIC PLAYS]
Maggie's drawers, son.
Means, "No impact, no idea." You missed.
- [SULLIVAN] Coach.
- You
I got this one.
[GUNSHOTS]
You're distracted.
This this is your best friend.
This is your life.
Aye, sir.
[SULLIVAN] Say it.
This is my best friend. This is my life.
Remember your training. BRASS-F.
[MCKINNON] One wrong move
is gonna send that round
Breathe, relax, aim, stop, squeeze.
Follow through.
[BREATHES DEEPLY]
[MUSIC FADES]
A hit. A hit!
[TENSE MUSIC PLAYS]
[ROACH] Whose face are
you seeing on that target?
You anticipated the recoil.
Hold your shot high and left.
Can't be afraid of the pain.
You have to accept it.
All right, go again.
Slow.
Steady squeeze.
Steady squeeze.
[GUNSHOT]
[MUSIC FADES]
[ROCK MUSIC PLAYS]
- [ROACH] Focus on that front sight post.
- Kill.
[GUNSHOT]
[ROACH] Two, four. Man,
you're all over the place.
Hey, no wonder you're
blowing the bullseye, son.
You're not even looking at
your own target. Come on.
Another bullseye, baby.
[ROACH] Focus on that front sight post!
Two? You're not shooting for shit, bro.
Hey, you want some
pointers from an expert?
[ROACH] Practice makes perfect,
and you will be perfect.
[SLOVACEK] Damn, I'm on fire. Whoa!
[RANGE MASTER] Cease fire!
[ROACH] Incoming
wildlife. Hold your fire!
[SULLIVAN] Halt! Hold your fire!
[TENSE MUSIC PLAYS]
- [HOWITT] What the shit? Get up!
- [ROACH] Hey! Get up!
What in the fuck did I
say about my wildlife?
- That stupid goose flew into my lane.
- What does "cease fire" mean?
- Don't you fuckin' dare!
- What, boy?
Off the line! You're done for today!
[RANGE MASTER] Brass call! Brass call!
Brass call, ladies!
[HOWITT] That's right, ladies.
On your knees.
I want every last single shell.
[ROACH] And let me see empty chambers!
You can throw the book at him,
or I can make it all go away.
Your call, Staff Sergeant.
Nash, Slovacek, step forward.
You don't think I see what you're doing?
Sulking like a toddler ever since
your "dear diary" story time?
Out here shooting twos and threes?
You're trying to UNQ.
Quitting.
And you so focused
on swinging your dick,
you're racking up a body count.
I got a shit talker and a shit starter.
So guess what.
If you UNQ,
he UNQs.
I click my pen and sign
his ass back to prison.
I will make Marines out
of both you shit bags yet.
Back to brass call.
- [MUSIC FADES]
- [SPEAKS SPANISH]
Hey, you might shoot a full 250.
Gonna have to hold on
to that swimsuit issue.
Yeah, let's go, man!
Can you believe this?
[RECRUIT 1] Ochoa!
Do you think this is destiny?
I mean, what if I always
had this thing in me?
And if it weren't for the range, I
wouldn't have even known about it.
Yeah, best two weeks of our lives.
[MCKINNON] The moment
of truth is upon us.
The badge you earn on qual day
is the one you will
wear out into the fleet.
This is the beginning of
your birth as a Marine.
Sir, will a shooting expert help a
recruit become military police, sir?
Like we'd waste you on the
fucking military police.
You got scout sniper
written all over you, boy.
- [RECRUITS] Oorah.
- [RECRUIT 2] Yeah.
This recruit would like to know
what it feels like to
take a man's life, sir.
What do you feel?
- Recoil.
- [SCATTERED CHUCKLES]
Now, the truth is, it's a
heavy burden, taking a life.
Some of you in this room will
carry a lot of weight in your pack.
Some of you, none at all.
[SOMBER MUSIC PLAYS]
But you all volunteered
to put on that pack.
And that is no small thing.
[MCKINNON] Why do you fight?
For yourself.
For your family.
For the brothers to your left and right.
For your country.
Now, our front-runners
for the high shooter and
phone call sweepstakes
Recruit Slovacek has
opted out of our contest.
- [CAWS]
- [LAUGHTER]
[MCKINNON] Which leaves recruit Ochoa
Oorah!
[MCKINNON] and recruit McAffey.
But there may be a dark horse among us.
We got work to do tomorrow.
- Good to go?
- Sir, yes, sir!
[MUSIC FADES]
[CRYING]
Ochoa?
Hey, are are you all right?
[OCHOA] It's nothing.
The pain goes away. It always does.
Are are you sure? Maybe
you should go to sick bay.
If I go to sick bay, they
won't let me shoot tomorrow.
I have to shoot. I gotta get that call.
Just need to stay here a minute.
Here, I'll I'll stay with you.
You You don't have to.
No, it's okay.
[SOMBER MUSIC PLAYS]
I've never had so many
people rubbing my head,
smiling at me.
I mean, even you.
I didn't think you liked me.
Oh, no, it it's not that. I
No, I get it. I mean, I would've
wanted a different bunkie too.
Howitt says I could be a sniper.
But what if
I don't wanna be a sniper?
I didn't join the
Marines to kill people.
I know that sounds crazy, but
I should've known. That that's
what they're training us to do.
Am I being a little baby?
That's what she'd say right now.
Gloria.
That makes her sound
mean, but she's not.
She's the best thing
that ever happened to me.
I knew she was the one.
When I first saw her,
I said, "That's my wife."
But the day I enlisted,
told her I was gonna be a Marine
that's when she said yes.
And she
she deserves a real man, you know?
Hey.
We've got a long way to go.
I mean, sniper
You still gotta make
it through boot camp.
It's only paper.
It's just making holes in paper.
Stay one more minute?
Yeah.
So be it, until victory is America's,
and there is no enemy, but peace.
This is it. Today is qual day.
Make me proud. Fall out!
Kill!
[PERCUSSIVE MUSIC PLAYS]
[HOWITT] Got a phone call.
Captain needs you back on Mainside.
We're on the range.
[MCKINNON] Get going.
- [SLOVACEK] Yo.
- [MUSIC FADES]
No bullshit, man. What's it gonna be?
I'll do all your fire watches.
Man, everybody wants
to do my fire watch.
I'm not gonna have fire
watch. Neither will you.
Look, I'm sorry, all right?
I'm sorry I read your
diary. I'm an asshole.
- What do you want from me?
- Nothing.
Hey, no, listen to me, all right?
Maybe you can throw it all away,
go back to college, fuck around,
but me, I got nothing, all right?
I have one shot. If I wash out,
it's five fucking years in the can.
And after that dead-end
bullshit, that's it.
It's my whole fucking life.
And how is that on me, huh?
Don't pretend if the roles were
reversed, you'd give a fuck.
Besides, you're Rocky Balboa, right?
[SCOFFS] You'll be fine.
It's kind of like prom night, huh?
You know you're gonna get laid,
but you gotta do all
the other stuff first.
- No, Hicks took his mom to prom.
- I said I took your mom to prom.
[LAUGHS] So funny.
[RANGE MASTER] Shooters, you
may commence firing when your
Hey, wet wipes, lighten up.
Hicks, with me, come on.
So, that's it?
Just never gonna talk to me?
Still haven't told me the
truth. Where were you that night?
Look, I was gonna go with you,
but then Sullivan
found the toilet paper.
And he made me stand in a dumpster.
It it was weird.
But then I explained to him
that I was trying to help you
Oh, you and Sullivan?
You two have an understanding now?
Look, you're right.
I lied.
But you know what? You needed it.
I don't believe it.
You didn't tell me some fib, Cameron.
You baited me.
You made me think that it was
Knox. The guy who fucked me up.
You know how messed up
and manipulative that is?
Yes.
Guess we know where you
get it from, Tiny Tim.
[RANGE MASTER] Target. Target.
That is not fair.
[RANGE MASTER] Target!
Okay, you know what? You
wanna talk about families,
then let's talk about how everything
that you do is about your dad
and how it makes you
have these huge freakouts
when you're not absolutely perfect.
Maybe it's not about you messing up.
Maybe it's about me not messing up.
Were you pissed that you
almost tanked swim week?
- Or was it that I did better than you?
- [SCOFFS]
Do I get to be your friend if I'm
the sidekick and you're the hero?
- Fuck you.
- Tell me I'm wrong.
No, no, you're right. And you
wanna know the truth, actually?
I let you come because
I felt sorry for you.
Okay. Because you felt sorry for me.
What happened to needing
me here, too, Ray?
You know what? I don't need your pity.
I don't need your help. I'm doing fine.
Yeah, doing great 'cause you
got your new buddy, Sullivan.
Never mind he was out to destroy
you, like, five minutes ago.
But now you two are tight?
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYS]
What?
'Cause he took you behind the
dumpster? Made you feel like a man?
Hey, chill the fuck out!
[MUSIC FADES]
[TENSE MUSIC PLAYS]
Who are you?
[RANGE MASTER] Cease fire. Cease fire.
First shooters, on the line!
[OCHOA] Dear Gloria
boot camp does strange things to people.
Everyone's changing.
But that's why we came here.
My DIs say
boot camp is the machine that makes men.
I think I finally get it now.
What that means.
Being a man.
A man is someone who carries the
weight that's put in his pack,
even if it's heavy.
Even if it's a pack he
doesn't wanna carry.
He carries it
because that's the
sacrifice a man makes.
And now I understand.
He does it out of love.
[MELANCHOLY MUSIC PLAYS]
[FAJARDO] Sergeant Sullivan.
This is Agent Blodgett, NCIS.
She has a few questions for you.
Have a seat, Sergeant.
At your service, ma'am.
[MUSIC FADES]
[RANGE MASTER] Shooters, take the line.
[ROACH] Shooters, on the lines!
[RANGE MASTER] Targets up. Safety off.
[HOWITT] This rifle is your life.
So that's it?
Then it's goodbye to both of you.
This isn't fair, sir.
Putting Slovacek on my shoulders?
I'm not responsible for his life.
And that, recruit, is the
reason why you are leaving.
Because you still don't understand.
That is exactly what a
Marine is responsible for.
Do you know what is so
fucking frustrating about you?
I see potential, but no resolve.
I see competence, but no commitment.
Ambition, but no sacrifice.
And still, you have
nothing to say for yourself.
What's the point?
I don't wanna be here.
My family doesn't want me to be here.
None of these assholes want me here.
Three for three, sir.
What a waste.
Yeah, that's the same thing my mom said.
Like, the same thing.
Had my whole life ahead of me,
but I wasted it
joining the Marines.
Are you telling me you joined the
Marines without telling your mama?
[MCKINNON LAUGHS]
[MCKINNON LAUGHS]
You had a whole plan, didn't you?
Do this all on your own terms?
There is a reason we say no plan
survives contact with the enemy.
You could keep running
like a little boy,
away from yourself.
But here,
we train men to face the enemy
wherever he may be.
[HOPEFUL MUSIC PLAYS]
[MUSIC FADES]
Hey there, Sharpshooter.
Don't start, all right?
I I know what you're
gonna say, and just don't.
Ray had it coming,
and I didn't say anything
that wasn't true, so just
Oh, but, oh my God, what have I done?
What did I do? He's my best friend.
I mean, he's my only
friend in the entire world.
I thought your only
friend was your rifle.
Drink your juice, Shelby.
You did good.
For once in your life,
you told your truth,
and you didn't back down.
It's about damn time.
[HOPEFUL MUSIC PLAYS]
Kill.
[ROACH] Shooters, on the line!
[MUSIC FADES]
[BLODGETT] After which,
you were transferred
to Naval Base Guam in Apra Harbor?
That's right, ma'am.
Where you served with
Major Aaron Wilkinson.
Yes, ma'am. He headed up the intel shop.
Did you know him well?
No, ma'am. I didn't report to him.
[BLODGETT] But you did cross paths?
When training required.
How many times did you and Major
Wilkinson socialize together?
[SCOFFS QUIETLY] I don't
fraternize with officers.
Never met off base?
Not even by coincidence?
Guam may be small, ma'am, but
it's bigger than a Quonset hut.
[BLODGETT] Ever see anything
concerning about his conduct?
- Hear any scuttlebutt?
- No, ma'am.
Major Wilkinson is under investigation
for several offenses under the UCMJ,
including conduct unbecoming and sodomy.
[TENSE MUSIC PLAYS]
I didn't hear a question, ma'am.
- Is Major Wilkinson a homosexual?
- I wouldn't know.
[BLODGETT] Did you have a
relationship with Wilkinson?
No.
- Ask me.
- Are you a homosexual?
No.
Thank you, Sergeant.
Last question. Would you
consent to removing your blouse?
Excuse me.
Sergeant, you are
under no obligation to
It's all right, ma'am.
Thank you. I have what I need.
[FAJARDO] Sullivan.
Listen to me. If this comes back
around, we will deal with it.
Aye, ma'am.
Go get some chow. It's been a long day.
Aye, ma'am.
[EXCITING MUSIC PLAYS]
How'd you do?
Damn. Bet McKinnon
makes you call collect.
[MCKINNON] All right, 2032.
That was some out-damn-standing
shooting on my range today.
[MUSIC STOPS]
But there's good,
and then there's good.
Today's high shooter,
with a score of 242 points,
recruit Ochoa.
[CHEERING]
[RECRUITS] Ooh, ooh,
ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh!
[MCKINNON] Listen up!
I have also learned that
you limp-dick sad-sacks
have just shot the
overall platoon range high.
That is fucking motivating.
It's not all sand fleas
and tears on my island.
I'm a nice guy.
I do nice things.
[WHEELS CLATTER]
Tonight,
we're watching Ghostbusters II.
[SLOVACEK] Damn, we get to see
Sigourney Weaver's tits tonight, boys.
Go wash your assholes.
Showtime starts in ten minutes.
Sir, yes, sir!
Ochoa.
At ease.
Congratulations, son.
You've earned that call.
Senior.
Your wife just called. She said
to get your ass to the hospital.
Baby's on the way?
Good luck, Senior. I got the conn.
The phone is in the duty hut.
Don't take all damn night.
Aye, sir.
Thank you.
[RECRUIT] Hey, hey. No, that's my seat.
[TELEPHONE DIAL WHIRS]
[TELEPHONE DIALING TONE]
[MAN] Hello?
Hello?
[WOMAN] Baby, who is it?
[MAN] I don't hear anybody.
- [WOMAN] Hello?
- Gloria?
Who's that?
Who's there with you?
[GLORIA] Oh my God.
[HANGING UP TONE DRONES]
[UNEASY MUSIC PLAYS]
[INDISTINCT VOICES ON VIDEO]
[MAN 1 ON VIDEO] I hate this.
[MAN 2] According to the old map,
there should be an entrance
anywhere along here somewhere.
[MAN 3] Not getting anything yet.
[SLOVACEK] Yo! Shut the fuck up.
[MAN 1] It's too dark
to see the cockroaches.
[MAN 2] Forget about the cockroaches.
[SLOVACEK] Hicks! Hicks!
Sh!
Hey, how was your call?
[MAN 2] hear 'em behind the walls.
Is everything okay?
- [MAN 1] Just shut up about the rats.
- [MAN 2] Okay, okay.
Hello!
[ECHOING] Hello!
[MAN 3] Hey!
[HOWITT] What'd she say?
Didn't answer?
Probably getting dicked down by a Jody.
[CHUCKLES] You can try again later.
Fuck you, Howitt.
Fuck you.
Oh, you have lost your
ever-loving mind, recruit!
I will shove my hand up your ass
and pull it out your skull for you!
- Begin! Begin! Begin!
- [OCHOA] Aye, sir, fuck you, sir.
Watch your movie!
You are a worthless
piece of shit, Ochoa.
How dare you spit your filth
at me? Quit eyeballing me!
The Fifth General orders
to quit my post only when
Shut your suck hole!
You will answer the
questions that I ask you!
The M16 is a lightweight, air-cooled,
gas-operated assault rifle
- [HOWITT] Stop!
- with a rotating bolt!
The blood stripe was earned
at the Battle of Chapultepec!
[HOWITT] I said shut
the fuck up, recruit!
[OCHOA] The rifle is my
best friend! It is my life!
- [HOWITT] Damn it, stop!
- [OCHOA] Justice!
Judgment, integrity, discipline!
- Sir, Recruit Ochoa said he was sick, sir!
- Get back, get back!
- [HOWITT] Stop, recruit!
- Is this what you want?
Is this what it takes?
Sir!
[SCREAMS]
Stop, recruit! Stop, recruit!
- [SCREAMS]
- Stop, recruit! Stop!
[MUSIC FADES]
Get up, recruit!
Get up, goddamn it!
[TENSE MUSIC PLAYS]
Mainside Medical number
is taped to the duty desk.
Call the doc and tell
him I've started CPR.
Move! Answer me, recruit.
Goddamn it, open your eyes!
One, two, three, four,
five, six, seven, eight.
[MUSIC FADES]
[SULLIVAN] Up, Cope.
Pack his trash.
Has he gone to the Crip platoon, sir?
Ochoa's done training.
He's dead.
["WAITING FOR THE NIGHT" PLAYS]
I'm waiting for the night to fall ♪
I know that it will save us all ♪
When everything's dark ♪
Keeps us from the stark ♪
Reality ♪
I'm waiting for the night to fall ♪
When everything is bearable ♪
And there in the still ♪
All that you feel ♪
Is tranquility ♪
There is a star in the sky ♪
Guiding my way ♪
[MUSIC FADES]