JAG s01e12 Episode Script

- On my signal.
- Yes, sir.
My boys can stand a sand shower.
Can't yours? Fire! Get down! Get up, Connors! Get up! Get up! This ain't no beach party! On your feet.
Stiles, Stiles, machine gun nest! Take it out! Connors! Connors! It's Hanson, Sarge.
What the hell are you waiting for? Call for help! Marine down.
Marine down.
Requesting emergency medevac, asap.
This is Bravo Zulu.
Anyone up this freq? Marine down.
Marine down.
Requesting emergency medevac, asap.
This is an actual.
I repeat, this is not an exercise! This is not an exercise! Stop that, Tyler.
So, is he gonna be a vegetable? Please wake up, baby.
I was so afraid when Terrence joined the Marines.
Thought they were gonna send him off to Bosnia somewhere where he might get hurt.
I never thought it would happen here.
Tyler, why don't you take your mother to the lounge for a cup of coffee? I need to speak with these officers.
No need.
I have to go to work.
But I'll be back as soon as I get off.
You have my work number if Terrence should wake.
I'll call you at the first sign.
I just never thought he'd get hurt here.
Never! What you looking at? Dr Cohen to radiology.
Dr Cohen to radiology.
Hi.
PFC Hanson suffered his concussion in a simulated artillery explosion during a landing exercise yesterday.
He's been in a coma ever since.
But he didn't get these from an explosion.
The investigating officer reported that PFC Hanson was sleeping off a drunk on the beach and that he got the bruises in a bar fight.
There was no alcohol in his blood, or drugs.
He could still have been bruised in a brawl.
Not a brawl.
A beating.
I believe somebody beat him and left him on the beach.
Which is why I requested a JAG investigation.
You don't trust the Charlie Company investigator, Lieutenant Teese? Lieutenant Teese answers to his company commander, Captain Overton.
Lieutenant, you're implying the investigation was a cover-up.
All I know is in the six months that I have been here, I have treated injured Marines from Charlie Company twice as often as any others on this base.
Especially African-American Marines.
Now you're implying the assault, if there was one, was racist.
Numbers don't lie.
Well, Lieutenant, if what you say is true, you've done the right thing, calling us in.
Thank you.
I just hope you're wrong.
So do I, Lieutenant.
What do you think? She's cute.
Smart, too.
Probably went to med school on the Navy bill and now she's working to pay them back.
Can't wait to get out and establish her own practice.
No ring, she's single.
Unlikely she's even in a relationship.
She has no use for military types and she's working too many hours to socialise off the base.
- Sir.
- Sir.
Nicely done, Sherlock.
But I was referring to her accusation that Charlie Company's Commander is a racist.
It'd be damn hard to achieve the rank of Captain in the Corps if you were a racist.
But not impossible.
No, but it would take more than a young doctor's opinion before I accuse a Marine Corps Captain of being a racist.
If she was white would you feel differently? No.
PFC Hanson could have gotten those bruises in a fight, in an accident or in a racial assault.
And we'll never know for sure until he wakes up.
What if he doesn't wake up? I told you Duke's Bluff couldn't be taken by a frontal assault.
It could have if your men didn't stop to build sandcastles.
- Oh, that is such - Excuse me, sir.
Lieutenant Rabb and Lieutenant JG Austin.
JAG.
- Captain Overton.
- Captain Lee.
This is Captain Overton.
Is something wrong? No.
No.
Can we speak to you alone, Cap? If it won't take long.
I have an assault to plan.
Lieutenants.
Scuttlebutt has it you're investigating PFC Hanson's accident.
Scuttlebutt is correct.
As usual.
I had one of my officers investigate.
PFC Hanson was sleeping off a drunk on the beach and unfortunately got caught in a simulated explosion.
He had no alcohol in his blood, sir.
By the time he had blood taken, it was probably out of his system.
And the bruises on his body? Lieutenant Teese believes they're a result of a bar brawl.
Lieutenant Teese had nothing in his report to substantiate that.
Teese! He just left for the motor pool, sir.
- Get him back.
Now.
- Yes, sir.
Lieutenant Sanford is behind this, isn't she? An injured Marine is behind this, Captain.
Did you have problems with Lieutenant Sanford, sir? Yes, I've had problems with the doctor.
She doesn't seem to understand that we train warriors here and sometimes they get hurt.
She seems to think Marines in your company get injured more than others.
They do.
I train them harder than anyone else.
The more they sweat in training, the less they bleed in war.
You sent for me, sir? What made you believe PFC Hanson was involved in a bar brawl? It happened before, sir.
After liberty last weekend, he came back beat to hell.
- Did he say he was in a fight? - He didn't give any explanation, sir.
Did you learn it from his buddies? PFC Hanson doesn't associate with other Charlie Company Marines.
- Who does he associate with? - I have no idea, sir.
The minute he's off duty on Friday, he leaves.
And he doesn't return until Monday morning muster.
So you assumed he was in a fight while on liberty.
And based on that assumption you assumed his current bruises were the result of a fight.
Yes, sir.
Do two assumptions make a fact, Lieutenant? - Not necessarily, sir.
- I'd like to see Hanson's service record.
I asked for it, Lieutenant, not the Captain! Yes, sir! Not a very thorough investigation, Captain.
Apparently not.
- But, believe me, I'll rectify that.
- No, sir.
We will.
Hanson's file, sir.
Here's your file, sir.
Thank you, Lieutenant.
PFC Hanson's been with us a little over a month, sir.
But even in that short time it was clear he wasn't a Charlie Company Marine.
He just didn't wanna get with the programme.
How do you get Marines like Hanson with your programme, Lieutenant? Work them twice as hard, sir.
And if they don't comply with Charlie Company standards? - We get them there, sir.
- By calling a Code Red? That's strictly in the movies, Lieutenant.
There's no such thing as a Code Red in the Corps.
What about blanket parties? Not in Charlie Company, sir.
- We'll return this when we're through.
- Yes, sir.
Why didn't you bring up what Lieutenant Sanford said about the African-American Marines to Captain Overton? - Come on, Meg.
The man is black.
- That doesn't mean he's not a racist.
No, but it's highly unlikely, and I'm not about to accuse a Captain, especially a black Captain, of racism without solid evidence.
What's in Hanson's service record? He was honour man in his platoon at recruit training.
First in his class in combat training.
Doesn't jibe with what Lieutenant Teese said he's been like here.
Lieutenant Teese and Captain Overton are covering.
Covering what? I mean, if he's as squared away here as he was in training they'd be happy to have him.
Anything else in there? Let's see.
On graduation, he requested assignment to the 3rd Marine Division on Okinawa or the 2nd at Camp LeJeune, North Carolina.
So he requested a foreign assignment or the East Coast.
Is he from back East? No, LA.
Hey, Harm, get this.
Since arriving at Charlie Company he's requested a transfer twice.
Neither of which Captain Overton approved.
Teese said he wasn't a Charlie Company Marine.
If that's so, why would Captain Overton not approve his request for a transfer? Because it's not Overton's style.
He'd rather throw a blanket party to square him away.
Only they didn't count on Hanson getting caught in an explosion.
What, they dump him on the beach where they know he'll be in the middle of a landing? That's a little crazy even for Marines.
Nothing's too crazy for Marines.
Ever fly one of those, Lieutenant? Hell of a close support aircraft.
We've landed them in I'm not here to chit-chat about the tactical abilities of the Harrier, Mister.
What I wanna know right now is why your men ambushed us on the beach.
They weren't there to ambush you.
- They were on a mission.
- To harass us.
Why would they do that? To keep us from finding information pertinent to our investigation.
That doesn't make sense.
That beach was shredded by an amphibious landing.
Everything on it was pounded into the sand and washed away by the tide.
Just like Charlie Company wanted PFC Hanson to be? If you have evidence of any Marine under my command that intentionally tried to hurt PFC Hanson, lay it out! But don't accuse my men of something you can't back, Lieutenant! Why did you deny Hanson's request for a transfer? I don't like quitters.
PFC Hanson was an outstanding Marine in boot.
An outstanding Marine in infantry training.
Why was he substandard in Charlie Company? Training commands are not line units.
I'm sure there are pilots who get their wings but can't hack it in the fleet.
Captain, you are way out of line! If you knew why As you were, Lieutenant Austin.
I don't know what happened on the beach that night, Captain.
But now, more than ever, I'm certain you do.
And when I uncover what it is you're hiding your career in the Corps will be over, Captain.
- Back to barracks, Private.
- Yes, sir.
Harm, you had every right.
I shouldn't have done it.
I lost my cool.
So you're human.
Somebody in Charlie Company threw a blanket party on that beach and Overton's trying to hide it.
What if he didn't know? That Captain knows everything that goes on in his command.
He was surprised that Lieutenant Teese didn't have evidence to back his report.
What if those guys on the beach weren't there to grab us? He didn't apologise, and he didn't offer to help us look around.
He was right.
The landing pounded everything in the sand.
Harm, he didn't want us there.
Maybe.
You can bounce a coin off that rack.
Hanson never made it back to his quarters after the weekend.
At least that jibes with what Lieutenant Teese said about him.
- Where did you learn to do that? - Law school.
Looks like he has a girlfriend.
"Pinky's photos.
"Crenshaw Boulevard.
LA.
" Think she's who he's been spending his weekends with? - Lf it is, why did he put in for a transfer? - To get out of Charlie Company.
Before coming to Charlie Company he applied for duty everywhere but the West Coast.
Maybe it's not Charlie Company he's trying to get away from.
Maybe he joined the Marine Corps to get away from her.
Meg, look at this.
Their hands, those are gang signs they're flashing.
Looks like hook 'em horns.
"Hook 'em horns?" Longhorns, University of Texas.
You know, hook 'em horns.
You know what that means in Italy? You've been cuckold.
Oh, my God! Well, that explains it.
What? When I was at Texas, I dated this Italian pilot who was on an exchange programme at Lackland.
- You dated a pilot? - Once.
I took him to a Texas-Oklahoma game and every time we cheered, he got hysterical.
I just thought he was weird.
If you knew why, would you have dated him again? Maybe.
'Cause you know, if you date one pilot So, how are we going to find out if these are gang signs? We'll send a copy to the LAPD.
They'd know.
Or better yet, you talk to Hanson's mother.
You know, the Marine Corps would never have accepted him if they knew he was in a gang.
If Overton knew, it would explain the blanket party.
He'd do anything to get rid of him.
All he'd have to do is turn him in as a gang member.
Maybe that's not as much fun as breaking him.
No.
It doesn't feel right.
You know, Hanson's mother should be back in the hospital by now.
Why don't you cover her and I'll handle the blanket party angle.
Will do, sir.
Harm? That had better be hook 'em horns.
That's Nia.
She was Terrence's girlfriend.
Was? You know teenagers.
They fall in and out of love every week.
- What about the other boy? - I don't know.
Terrence had a lot of friends.
Gang friends? Terrence wasn't in a gang.
He was too smart for that.
- What about Tyler? - Tyler's just a baby.
I ain't no baby.
No, you're not.
That's why I was just asking your mother if you were in a gang.
I ain't in a gang.
You tagged your brother's cast with gang graffiti.
Man, that ain't gang graffiti.
That's just doodling.
Besides, it don't mean nothing.
I suppose these signs they're flashing don't mean nothing either? Yeah, that's right.
They was just goofing.
- Who was? - I don't know.
I never saw them before.
Your mother just told me that Nia's your brother's girl.
Yeah, that's probably right.
He had a lot of girls.
Was he coming home on his weekend liberties? Of course he was.
He liked my peach cobbler.
And was he beaten one of those weekends? Nobody beats on my brother, all right? They wouldn't dare.
Why not? Because he's in a gang? Why don't you go swab a deck or something? Tyler, you don't talk like that, young man! - Where are you going? - To get a soda.
Hey, Tyler.
Guess what Dennis Rodman did this week? He dyed his hair green.
Just like that boy in the movies.
What was that actor's name? - You used to love him in Quantum Leap.
- Dean Stockwell.
If he were here now, I'd have him call Ziggy and get me the truth.
I didn't know Hanson had gone Elvis until after first formation, sir.
I reported his absence to Lieutenant Teese.
That's the last I thought about it.
Till we found him at the beach.
Has the Captain ever asked you to push certain Marines harder than others? Sometimes I have to focus on individual Marines to help them realise their full potential.
Like throwing a blanket party? Never, sir! Come on, Sergeant.
We both know they happen.
I've heard rumours some companies use them to help lost Marines find their way.
But not Charlie Company, sir.
According to Lieutenant Teese, Private Hanson had lost his way.
Hanson didn't seem to wanna be here.
But no blanket party? No, sir.
Spit it out, Sergeant.
Charlie Company is the best combat unit in the world.
Sometimes we have to focus on an individual Marine to help him realise his full potential.
Like PFC Hanson? He was below Charlie Company standards, sir.
But he wasn't the only one.
- Who were the others? - Carter, Stiles, Morgan.
How many of them were black? - Sir? - It's a simple question, Sergeant Moon.
How many of the other Marines were black? All of them.
If I found out Hanson was in a gang, you can bet Captain Overton did.
He had his men throw a blanket party to punish him.
It got out of hand, and now he's covering.
I don't think there was a blanket party.
Overton's hard on his men, especially the blacks but not because he's racist or sadistic.
I think he wants them to be better than the rest.
- Then who beat up Hanson? - Overton knows.
He didn't want us on the beach because he's afraid we'll find something.
But what? If I knew that, I'd be at the Officer's Club right now buying you a beer.
Come on, boy! Dig, dig, dig! You like to take that radio off, Private? - No, sir! - Right answer! If you keep that up, you'll make PFC in a year or two! - Yes, sir! Thank you, sir! - What is your problem, Stiles? - You tired? - Yes, sir! Private Connors? Sir! Yes, sir! Private Stiles has offered to tow your radio while he digs! - Yes, sir! - Right, Private? Yes, sir! What's this exercise, Captain? The men are clearing the beach of mines.
Half of them would be dead the way they're going about it.
The mines are dummies, Lieutenant.
- Uncovered any? - Not yet.
Captain! Is this what you're looking for, sir? Open it, Corporal.
Damn.
It's crack.
Pretty lethal dummies you bury here, Captain.
- Right away, let's go.
- Yes, sir.
Crack cocaine? It's crank.
Crystal meth.
Highly addictive.
Just as deadly.
There's maybe $100,000, $150,000 in here.
Pretty sawy when it comes to drugs.
Know your enemy.
Learn that in the Corps, Captain, or on the street? We pulled your record.
You're from Compton.
That's gang territory.
Des Moines, lowa, has gang turf, Lieutenant.
Is everybody from Des Moines a gangbanger? Or just blacks? - I am not a racist, sir.
- You think like one.
And you, sir, act like one! Singling out black Marines.
Setting impossible goals.
Punishing them if they don't attain them.
Lieutenant, when I look at my men, the only colour I see is Marine green.
If that were true, PFC Hanson could've come to you with his problem.
What? How to push drugs on the base? I think his problem was he didn't wanna sell drugs.
If Charlie Company didn't throw him a blanket party maybe his old gang did.
No.
No! If that were true, he could have come to me.
If he was white.
But blacks in your command know they can show no weakness.
Make no mistakes.
Have no problems.
I just hope you're harder on them as a motivation to succeed as you did.
It could be you're just angry at the colour of your skin.
Dr Johnson.
6263.
Dr Johnson.
6263.
PFC Hanson.
Son, we have to talk.
We can't do that with you asleep.
We're hitting the beach at 0500.
Taking Duke's Bluff with a frontal assault.
Since he couldn't do it, Captain Lee doesn't think it can be done.
But he didn't have Charlie Company behind him.
Damn it, Hanson! Wake up! I'm talking to you, boy! You keep playing sleeping beauty and I'm gonna stick a hand grenade in your bedpan! - What're you doing? - I'm running out of patience, Hanson! Stop it! You have 10 seconds to open your sorry eyes - or I'll close them for you permanently! - Call the MPs! - What is your problem, Lieutenant? - You are, Captain! - You're endangering this kid's life! - He isn't a kid! He's a Marine! I'm talking to you, Marine! Private, ten-hut! Sir.
I've never seen anything like it.
Captain Overton ordered him awake.
And PFC Hanson woke up.
Change your opinion of the Captain's methods, Doctor? No.
But I can't deny what he's accomplished.
- How are you feeling, Marine? - I'm fine, ma'am.
Now that I have some of my mom's peach cobbler in me.
Lieutenant Rabb and Lieutenant JG Austin would like to speak with you.
- They're from JAG.
- What's JAG? The Judge Advocate General Corps, ma'am.
You didn't say a judge sent you.
It's not that kind of a judge, Mrs Hanson.
It wasn't his fault.
Mom, why don't you go home and get some sleep.
He joined the Marines so he could get away from them.
- Mom.
- The gangs? - They won't let him go.
- Mom, please.
It'll be okay, Mrs Hanson.
Lieutenant Sanford called us to protect your son, not to hurt him.
That's the truth, Mrs Hanson.
He's a good boy, sir.
He just got in with some bad company.
But the Marines straightened him out.
Please, don't do anything to change that.
Yes, ma'am.
I just explained everything to Captain Overton, sir.
He said he'd handle it.
I'm sure he will, but we'd like to hear what you told him.
Before I joined the Corps, I was a Reaper.
Getting messed up.
Gangbanging.
- Headed for the mission.
- The mission? The LA morgue's on Mission Road, ma'am.
One day, Stick gets this flashbulb.
He says he wants a reaper to join the proud.
- The Marines.
- Yes, ma'am.
He wants one of us inside to push crank.
But no one wants to do it because you got to go clean for three months to pass the drug test.
So we shoot craps for it.
- I lost.
- Lucky you.
At the time I didn't think so, sir, but it sure was.
Boot changed me.
I learnt that honour, discipline and respect weren't just hokey words.
The Corps gave me a chance to make something of my life.
That's why you put in for duty stationed anywhere but here? Yes, sir.
But here I got.
Unfortunately, that's usually the way it goes.
Why didn't you just stay away from the Reapers? It's kind of hard to duck them in the hood, sir.
I wanted to see my mom and Tyler.
And Nia.
She was my girl.
But she's Stick's now.
So Stick met you on the beach with a tackle box full of crank and when you refused to push it, he had you beaten? Yes, sir.
Why didn't you go to Captain Overton? Because I was afraid he'd boot me out of the Corps.
But I was wrong.
He said not coming to him was a mistake.
His mistake.
And that he'd make things right.
- Captain Overton said that? - Yes, ma'am.
He promised he'd get my brother out for me.
Stick's gonna put him in the mission if I don't push that crank.
He said he'd be back in a couple of hours, sir! We're hitting the beach in a couple of hours.
If Colonel Brooks learns of this, he'll have Overton's railroad tracks! Or give him a medal! - When did he leave? - About an hour ago, sir.
- What's going on, JAG? - You don't wanna know, sir.
The hell I don't.
- Did Captain Overton take the crank? - No, sir.
It's still in the company safe.
Drugs? You're right.
I don't wanna know.
- Do you have a vehicle, Lieutenant? - Yes, sir.
The keys.
Yo, I set the brother straight.
I dropped him down at the beach with the crank.
You understand what I'm saying? How was I supposed to know that the proud was going to blow holes in him? They didn't blow holes in him, Stick.
- He only got a concussion.
- Shut up, Tee.
Hey, get me a 40.
Don't sweat it, Papa Gee.
As soon as the proud finish playing in the sandbox we'll go back and get it.
You got a problem, Tee? - Yo, what up? - Nothing now, Chili.
Look at this.
- What the hell is this? - Be cool! Nobody gets hurt! - I want Tyler.
- Don't let him take me, Stick! Who is this Rambo, Tee? - My brother sent him.
- Payback? No! He just wants Tyler out of the Reapers.
Can't do that.
Tyler's down with the set, Rambo.
Somebody bust a cap up in this clown.
Stick! Man, you might hit me! Don't! Could be, Tee.
You lose something? Take him.
Hanson said it would be down this alley.
It looks like our Marine has landed.
Look familiar? Stay cool there, man.
- He's a Marine Captain.
- Terrence sent in the Marines? That's an act of war.
- He just wants his brother.
- I told you! He can't have him, Rambo! What do you think we ought to do to him, Chili? I say we just knock him out the box.
Shake him up, Chili.
Good idea.
Let Tee do it.
What's the matter, Tee? You getting kind of sweet? No, man! Then whack him hard 'cause he's hard-headed.
The only thing that'd explain him being stupid enough to come up in here alone.
He's not alone! Look at this! Rambo two! Make that three.
Man, this is whack.
We're not even safe in our own crib.
Get away from him.
Move it.
Meg, check on the Captain.
Are you okay? I've been better.
Damn! My boys are bad! Toss it here, top gun.
You can't bang all of us.
I'm only aiming at you.
Chili, if he puts a cap in me, I want you to bang him and the proud but don't mess up the snowflake.
You might wanna melt her down slow.
Your move, sucker! So what's it gonna be, top gun? Are we gonna be sharing a crib down at the mission or are you dropping the Beretta? - Neither.
- Neither? Chili, smells like a deal.
- What you got to offer? - The crank we found on the beach.
- Keep talking.
- We swap.
The crank for Tyler and Captain Overton.
No! No! No way, sucker! - Shut up, Tee.
- Yo, Stick! - I said shut up! - Man! - You got it all here? - A tackle box full.
- Fetch it on home.
- We'll swap on the beach.
Do I look like a fool? I'm not going into the proud's territory and get our asses kicked to the kerb.
You call me when you got the crank in the hood.
Deal? Deal.
- Let's go, Meg.
- No, no.
Snowflake stays here.
She comes with me.
It's non-negotiable.
Damn, top gun.
I think you mean it.
There's only one way to find out.
Let her go.
He needs medical attention.
Ghost, snowflake, before I change my mind.
Go.
I'll be okay.
I'll take care of him.
Two hours, top gun.
And after that Pop, pop, pop! Stick'll never make the swap, sir.
Once he has the crank, he'll send you to mission.
I'm calling a dungaree liberty, taking Charlie Company in after him.
Lieutenant Teese! They'll pop the captain and be ghost before you reach 38 and Crenshaw.
- Be ghost? - Disappear.
Teese! Where will Stick make the swap? He has two or three places that he likes to meet, sir.
Green Acres Park, the parking lot behind Ray's Ribs and the old furniture warehouse down on Budlong.
- What's your best guess? - The warehouse.
It's isolated and impossible to reach without being noticed.
And gunfire there won't bring anyone, sir.
I'm gonna need volunteers, Lieutenant.
Experts in concealment.
You can start with me, sir.
You don't qualify, Lieutenant.
Play the game.
Come on.
You're a fool, Captain.
Walking in here like Rambo to get Tee.
Can't argue about that.
- Why did you do it? - I owed his brother.
How is Terrence? Better.
Stick shouldn't have done that, man.
Nia, give me some time alone with Tyler.
- That's it, that's it.
- Hey, yo, Tee! Come here! - What for? - 'Cause I said so.
Come here.
What? Baby-sit this fool.
All this action's giving me an itch for my man.
- You fired that thing yet? - What you think, chump? What? You don't believe me? That piece of crap will blow your hand off if you pop it.
The barrel's full of dirt.
That's smart.
Look down the barrel of a loaded pistol.
Unload it first! Why don't you quit telling me what to do? Why not? Everybody else does.
- You want some of this? - Go ahead.
Bang away.
- They'll be calling you lefty.
- Shut up! Sucker! There used to be a gang in this hood called the High Ten Gangsters.
Now, they were bad.
Yeah, well, they couldn't have been that bad.
They ain't around.
It's 'cause all of them went to mission.
All except me.
- You lived in the hood? - 7800 Figueroa.
I would've been dead by now if my brother hadn't got me out.
Yeah, well, how'd he do that? Got popped in a drive-by.
Seeing him dead put me straight.
Yeah, but you ain't straight, man! You're just in a different gang, just like Terrence.
Yeah, maybe.
But it's kept us outside the chalk circle.
Could keep you out, too.
- What, you want me to join the proud? - You're too young.
But an old Gunnery Sergeant of mine he runs a camp for boys like you outside of San Diego.
There's no gangbanging there.
There's just discipline and hard work.
You get with the programme it's fun.
Forget it.
You couldn't hack it.
- I'm down with the set, ain't I? - Any chump can join a gang.
It takes a man to walk away from one.
Get up, proud.
It's showtime.
Come on, Tee.
Top gun and snowflake have arrived.
There it is.
Hang a right and park by the dumpster.
That's the third lookout we've seen in a block.
You can bet there's a few more we missed, too.
Stick, they're alone.
You're a man of your word, top gun.
How about you? My word's my bond.
Check the box, Tee.
Looks like we're gonna get you back in time to take Duke's Bluff, Captain.
I don't know if I'm up for that, Lieutenant.
You have to be.
Only you can order Charlie Company to attack.
- It's all here, Stick.
- Fetch it on home.
I'll bring it when Captain Overton starts back to us.
My hood.
My rules.
Move it, proud.
Come on, Tee.
When Tee gets back, blow him away.
You're not going back with them, Tee.
- Who's going to stop me, sucker? - Me.
Cue ball! Ice! Kill them! What are you waiting for? I said blow them away! Meet a few brothers from the proud, Stick.
We just kicked your ass to the kerb on your own turf.
- I could have popped you, sucker.
- But you didn't.
And it's Captain Overton or sir.
Better get used to where I'm sending you.
I'm not going to j? Not if you think you're man enough to handle Gunny's camp.
"Be all that you can be.
" That's the Army slogan, lefty! - Now you make sure you write Mama.
- Okay.
And I'll talk her into sending you a peach cobbler in the mail.
- All right? - All right.
- You be cool.
- Always.
- I'm sorry, man.
- It's okay.
Come here.
I love you, man.
What the hell is this, Love Connection? - Are you Tyler Hanson? - Call me Tee.
I will call you a lot of names, grunt, but it will not be Tee.
Now you get your scrawny butt on that bus there before I kick it on! You'd better do it, Tyler.
- Are you deaf and dumb? - No! - No what? - No, sir! Then move it! Does she know what that means in Europe? I believe so, Captain.
She dated an Italian pilot once.
Thank you, sir.
- You saved my brother's life.
- Thank me if he survives.
Gunny Kane makes me look like a pussycat.
I doubt that, sir.
Sir, ma'am, thank you.
Let us know when you make Lance Corporal.
Will do, ma'am.
Well, he may not have been one of the few good men when he enlisted, but he certainly is now.
No, he's not.
But he will be by the time I get through with him.