"Previously on Over There." "I'm here getting shot at and you call me to tell me you've been with another man?" "If you could give me another chance, will you?" "Sergio, I miss you so much." "I spend more time with you than I should." "I think like we're growing apart." "I'm afraid of what I might do." "You're a good man." "I feel like the real distance between us is just growing everyday." "I can stay or I can go but those are the only two choices." "I mean, I'm married but I'm free to choose." "I'm not free." "I cannot come to you." "I'm not afraid of dying but I'm afraid of losing you." "Mrs. Anna Reyes?" "Wife of Sergeant first class Enrique Reyez?" "What'd you say to me?" "Yankee nigger." "You'll find that I'm fearless in battle." "But I know what happened to my predecessor and I'm damn well not gonna let it happen to me." "I want private Williams out of my platoon." "And I'll do anything I can to be rid of him." "Can I give you a piece of advice, Sir?" "No." "A guy runs here." "He has a false limb." "My dad's cashing my paychecks." " It's his name too." " How much did he steal?" "3200." "Bo, please, where are you going?" "Getting my money back." "Who the hell are you to come down here and accuse me of signing your cripple checks?" "I've been worried about you every minute." "Looks like that was a hell of a fight." "I'm tired." "Let's get you to bed." "I wanna see my son." "Okay." "Okay, come on." "Hey, daddy's home." "I don't know if I can do this." "What?" "What can't you do?" "Be a father." "How do you give what you never got?" "How do you teach what you've never been taught?" "I know I can hurt people, I've been doing it all my life." "How do I do the other?" "You're doing it now." "Sweetheart, I haven't heard from you in a week and a half." "And I'm scared." "I know I hurt you... with what I did" "and then with what I said to you about it." "I hurt you twice." "I know that now." "And I don't wanna hurt you anymore." "So I just..." "I just want you to know that I love you." "That Eddy loves you." "I'm taking him to Raging Waters or whatever it is." "I can't remember last time I did a regular mommy thing like that." "I love you." "I guess I said that." "Bye." "Like shooting fish in a barrel." "I thought you didn't want us firing, Sergeant." "Not yet, I didn't." "Run, rabbit, run." "Keep on moving, both teams!" "Smoke, Angel!" "Get this loser into flex ties!" "Good work, men!" "Let's go!" "Let's go!" "Stay after them." "I'll come back and cut a keepsake off this mooch later." "Lieutenant, you have a hot mike." "So what?" "!" "I don't like the look of this." "What's wrong with the look of this?" "It's too goddamn easy, Sir." "You'd rather it was hard?" "I'd rather we knew where these two are taking us, Sir." "They're running for their lives." "They're running us to something, Sir." "And I can feel it." "You can feel it?" "What the hell does that mean?" "Shout off!" "Death Street!" " I'm good." " I'm good." " I'm good." " I'm good, Sergeant." "I'm hurt." "Let's figure out a way to flank these sons of bitches." "Lieutenant, you want us to go out without you?" "I sprained my shoulder or something." "He says he sprained his shoulder or something." "Thought about euthanasia?" "I thought about mercy killing." "That's what euthanasia means, Sergeant." "Dim, you correct me one more goddamn time, I'll euthanize you." "Sure you don't wanna sit, Sergeant?" "No, Sir." "You must be angry." "Yes, Sir." "Proceed." "Request that Lieutenant Underpants be reassigned, Sir." "He's lost the confidence of the men." "He's no longer able to lead." "Without reference to the merits of your request, Sergeant, can I ask you one question?" "Yes, Sir." "Lieutenant Underpants?" "I'm sorry, I meant Lieutenant Hunter, Sir." "How did he come to be called Lieutenant Underpants?" "I'm not sure, Sir." "Then tell me the rumor, Sergeant." "Rumor has it he wears red Calvin Klein, Sir." "Has them shipped from the States, Sir." "He's very proud of them, Sir." "That's uh... a hell of a picture to have into mind going to battle, isn't it Sergeant?" "Yes, Sir." "It is." "I can't just reassign a platoon Commander because one of his squad leaders has a problem with him." "With all due respect, Sir, why not?" "He's dangerous in the field." "He's a Lieutenant of the United States army." "He didn't get there by accident." "Yes, Sir." "You may not like him but you'll have to put up with him." "Yes, Sir." "Use your judgment, Sergeant." "Does the Captain mean only obey the orders that make sense, Sir?" "I can't say that, Sergeant." "Understood, Sir." "For what it's worth, I don't like him either." "Thank you, Sir." "Can I ask you one more question?" "Yes, Sir." " What do they call me?" " Come again, Sir?" "How do they call me?" "I believe they call you The Duke, Sir." "Why?" "'Cause your name is Baron, Sir." "I think they think you deserve a grander title, Sir." "A duke's better than a baron?" "As far as I know, Sir, yeah." "You're dismissed." "Scream's trying to get rid of him." "Underpants?" "Yeah." "How?" "Asked the Captain to move him." "Move him to some other unit?" "Yeah." "Without warning them?" "Get them killed instead of us." "Yeah." "Now we're using the same technique the Catholic Church uses in dealing with pedophiles." "Send them in a new parish with some new little boys." " No." " What do you mean no?" "I mean the Captain said no." "Lieutenant stays." "He gonna put us in a hole in the ground that Lieutenant." "If that's all it took to get rid of a guy, there wouldn't be many officers." "He went to college too, didn't he?" "I'll never wanna be a leader." "Why not?" "Someone might follow me." "How are you supposed to know what's right to do?" "When the time comes, you know." "Does God tell you that?" "Does God tell you who to kill?" "He just tells me I gotta live." "I hate religion." "I do." "I think we have to get passed religion." "The future of the culture depends on it." "Which culture?" "You forget I've seen you pray." " In battle?" " Yep." "That's not praying, that's begging." "So how do you know what's right?" "I don't." "I just know what I want." "Just like everybody else." "I wanna go home to Detroit." "I never thought I'd say that about Detroit in my entire life." "Dig it bro." "I hate Compton." "I can't wait to get back." "I wanna get me a house somewhere." "Is that what you're writing about?" "I write a song." " About a house?" " Yeah." "Sing it." "Come on." "Bad things happen when I sing." "Talking about Bo?" "Yeah." "Death before dismemberment." "Say again?" "I'd rather take a bullet to the chest than get my legs blown off." "Angel, sing the damn song, will you?" "Just to keep Dim quiet, please!" "I like the way he talks." "Look, just sing the song!" "Jeez!" "All right, all right, all right!" "My faults at sleep, my dreams are clocked." "My shower's weak, my window's fogged." "Would you move in this house with me?" "Would you move in this house with me?" "My garden's dry, my basement stained." "My tax is high, my clothes cramped." "Would you move in this house with me?" "Would you move in this house with me?" "This old house needs everything." "If you'd move in, the walls would sing." "The walls would sing, the floor would dance." "The roof'd take wing, the stairwell prance." "If you'd move in with me..." "If you'd move in with me..." "You're everything this old house needs." "How old are you, Angel?" "I'm 21." "21 today." "Really?" "How come we don't got no cake?" "Who's been spreading these rumors?" "Who's been spreading these vicious rumors about me?" "Private Williams!" "Should I assume you're the guilty party?" " Me, Sir?" " Yes, you goddamn it!" "You're the private Williams I'm shouting at." "I didn't get the question, Sir." "Have you been telling people that I have a derisive nickname?" "Have you been hinting that I should be relieved of my command?" "I have." "So if you wanna scream at anyone, I'm your man." "Only I scream back." "Sir." "I brought these." "I'm having people over after the funeral on Saturday." "But I don't think that you should come." "I ran out of vases." "I never needed so many vases before." "I'm glad we didn't do anything, Sergio." "I'm glad you stopped us." "I don't think I could have lived with the guilt." "I'm glad too." "We didn't do anything to be guilty about." "I'm leaving, Sergio." "I'm gonna live with my mother." "She already has Antonio." "When?" "As soon as I can pack out of here." "There's almost..." "There's very little here that was ever important to us." "Me and..." "Thank you for coming." "Thank you for the lovely flowers." "Bye." "Bye." "Sweetheart, I'm..." "I'm calling to tell you that I'm back." "Not that I ever went anywhere but..." "I'm back, okay?" "I got distracted, I admit it." "But I didn't make any mistakes." "As God is my witness, I didn't do anything wrong." "But I know that I..." "In my heart, I know that I left you alone out there, in the desert." "I did." "And I'll never do it again, I swear." "I'm your husband and you're my wife." "And I'll never be anywhere but by your side, okay?" "Even when we... when we have to be apart like this." "Hector's at your mom's." "She's put your picture in his crib every night." "If I..." "If I ever try to take it away from him, he would never stop crying." "I'll call again tomorrow." "I'll call until I get you." "How about that?" "Bye." "I'm..." "I'm back." "I love you." "Mrs. B." "You got a minute?" "Are you kidding?" "When nobody's shooting at me, I've got nothing but time." "Can I come in?" "Yeah." "Until the others come back, we're not supposed to be..." "I know." "This is gonna look crazy to hear." "I need someone to talk to who's not... who's not gonna laugh at me." "Shoot." "My wife is..." "She's gone sober." "And she's changed her life and she's doing well." "And..." "I'm furious." "I swear I couldn't be more angry." "It's not right, maybe..." "Maybe I should be more... forgiving or more patient or more saintly or something but, Jesus, I'm so mad I could..." "I'm just mad all the time." "What do I do?" "About your wife?" "Yeah." "What do you wanna do?" "I don't know." "Then don't do anything." "Just be a good stepfather, okay?" "Why do you say that?" "Because mine wasn't." "Did you hear about this convoy?" "What convoy?" "Some big civilian convoy was supposed to be tonight." "Now it's supposed to be the morning draft field pick up or something." "You're driving in it?" "Yeah, you too, you're security." "G reat!" "Yeah." "It's early too?" "First thing." "He's bothering you?" "He's bothering him." "We've been waiting for 2 and a half hours, goddamn it!" "Could have slept 'till 0600 instead of 3 goddamn 30!" "Every goddamn thing that could've gone wrong has gone wrong with this." "We waited 3 hours to form up." "We waited 2 more hours for the airport pick up." "The whole goddamn country knows we're coming now." "I don't even wanna know what's in the panel truck he's all revved up about." "Now we're driving the most dangerous stretch of road in the world." "Worse than the BQE." "What's that?" "Brooklyn-Queens Expressway." "400 traffic paralisis on a stretch of road that's 4 miles long." "Why do you encourage him, Angel?" "He's much better when he's telling us something we don't know than when he's just complaining." "Don't you agree?" "No." "You gave him some advice last night?" "None were taken." "How come you've never given me any advice?" "'Cause you never ask." "It's all right, I wouldn't ask me for advice neither." "Is that why you think I don't?" "Yeah, I guess so." "I'm just too proud." "To talk to me?" "To ask for help." "I'd help you, Doublewide, but I don't know shit." "I guarantee you." "Tell me what you think I should do anyway, okay?" "About Sergio?" "Yeah, you listen to every word of our conversations." "I know you do." "You love him a lot, don't you?" "With everything I've got." "There's your answer." "Love him with everything you've got." "That's it?" "That's it." "You're a fountain of wisdom." "Thank you." "Now that we're exchanging intimacies, why do they call you Doublewide?" "If you were fat, it'd be obvious but you're not fat." "Sure you wanna know?" "Oh yeah, everybody wants to know." "Are you asking on behalf of everybody?" "Me?" "I'm asking on behalf of me!" "Has to do with something that happened in high school." "Now I gotta hear it, Doublewide." "Jesus!" "Not sure I wanna publish it to the entire battalion." "I can keep a secret, I'm a criminal." "Someone up ahead." "I see him." "It's a kid." "Jesus!" "God!" "Our standing orders are to run down anyone trying to stop the convoy so keep it moving." "Over." "I'm not doing it, Sir." "Over." "I said run him down!" "Over." "They used children to ambush convoys many times." "Over." "I'm not running down a kid." "Over." "I'm ordering you do so." "Out!" "I'm with you." "Whatever you do." "Hey!" "Hey, brother!" "You in army?" "Was." "Why?" "How did you learn to run like that?" "How did you get to Carnegie Hall?" "I don't know this one." "Practice, practice, practice." "Okay?" "You Bo Ryder?" "Yeah." "Will Hitchings." " How you doing?" " Better than you." "Could have stayed out of bar fights, man." "Been talking to my wife, man?" "Let's get a couple of things straight right away, okay Bo?" "Your wife?" "It's the best thing that ever happened to you." "I only talked to her on the phone for 5 minutes and I could tell you that, okay?" "Okay." "You decide what you want." "That's all you gotta do." "You decide what you want, I try to help you get it, okay?" "I wanna stay in the army." "I'll try to help you do that." "Why?" "'Cause somebody helped me." "When I first got hurt, I wanted to kill myself." "And, man I tried a lot harder than you're trying." "I work for the Challenged Athlete Foundation now." "That's how you wife found me." "So it's my job too." "But I'd do it even if it wasn't." "So you wanna run?" " Now?" " Yeah." "I've got my medal ceremony at 1800." "We'll be done long before that, soldier." "Okay." "Okay, first question." "Are you running from something or are you running to something?" "I don't know." "You're running to something." "Always." "To the tape." "Got it?" "Yeah." "If you're running from something, you'll be looking over your shoulder the whole time, you gonna get beat." "All right, let's go." "Speed the hell up, goddamn it!" "What do you think this is?" "The Air Force?" "Stupidity offends me." "Me too, brother." "How come you're not angry then?" " You mean at him?" " Yeah." "I've got enough to do working on my own sins." "You're not angry at yourself either though, are you?" "I'm too pitiful to be mad at." "I'll never understand you for as long as I live, Angel." "Who do you understand?" "What do you mean?" "Is there one person in the world you do understand?" " Inside and out?" " No." "Sorry to hear that." "Yeah, me too." "Incoming!" "Holy shit!" "You want us to keep moving, Lieutenant?" "No, stop." "Pull over." "Pull over?" "This is a goddamn ambush!" "Pull over, goddamn it!" "Let the trucks that're not disabled go by but we're pulling over." "Out." "Pull over, Doublewide, then get the hell out of this truck and take cover." "Then we'll regroup and try to figure out what the hell we're supposed to be trying to do, okay?" "Watch out!" "Goddamn it, Sergeant!" "Where the hell is everybody?" "Jesus!" "Get your weapon, Dim!" "It's right there!" "Sergeant's behind me just by the side of the road." "Let's move back to where he's at so we're not shooting each other at least." "In addition to the Purple Heart," "I have one other award here for private Ryder." "Not sure he knew he was getting this one." "I believed his wife wanted to keep it a surprise." "At the request of his squad leader, Staff Sergeant Chris Silas and his Commanding Officer, Captain Jonathan Baron," "And in recognition of his personal heroism in the face of enemy fire in an effort to rescue a fellow soldier who had been rendered unconscious, on behalf of the armed forces of the United States of America," "I hereby award to private first class Bo Ryder the Bronze Star." "He is hereafter authorized to wear the combat V for Valor." "Sergeant Scream tells me that you can still be his best soldier." "Yes, Sir." "That means something to you?" "Yes, Sir." "You want me to stand here another minute or so?" "I've got time." "Yes, Sir." "Thank you, Sir." "Where's the blood, goddamn it!" "Where's the goddamn blood?" " You said it knocked him off his feet?" " Yeah." "Then he took it in the vest." "Goddamn it!" "Bullet goes through you, it'll never knock you down." "Luckiest son of a bitch I know." "You break any ribs?" "No." "Good because we're still in a fight." "Anybody know where they're attacking from?" "From the other side of the road, Sergeant." "There's RPG on this side of the road too." "They seem to be coming from over there mostly." "Okay they let most of the column through before they opened up." "All right, anybody see the women?" "Right here, Sergeant." "Rocket hit our truck." "That's old news." "Well... we're walking." "Welcome to the infantry, sister." "Yeah, thanks." "Shoot!" "We have to make our way to the back of the convoy." "Why?" "'Cause that's where we're gonna make our stand." "Our stand?" "What are you, General Custer?" "That's where we're going, Sergeant." "Now get your people in gather." "Can we pretend we never heard him?" "No." "What do you think we should do?" "Comfort the dying." "Who's dying?" "Some of the civilian drivers, I think I heard on my radio." "One of them told me the name of his children." "Can the Lieutenant hear them?" "Yeah." "Let's go." "Come on." "Let's go." "What are we doing here?" "We're heading into this shit instead of out of it." "We're doing our job." "You, come with us." "Sergeant, take the rest of your men and take around the front of the truck." "We'll take around the back." "What about the women?" "They'll stay here, lay down cover fire." "We're taking this panel truck back." "Dim, go!" "Cover the left and right flanks, understand?" "Not up our asses, understand?" " Check, Sergeant." " I got you." "All right, let's go." "Let's go!" "Let's do it!" "Keep moving, soldier!" "Goddamn!" "You ever seen that before?" "Untrained guy stand and deliver like that?" "Boys in here are dead." "We passed up a lot of guys who were still alive, Sergeant." "I hope there's a reason for that." "Don't you?" "You're goddamn right, I do." "The hell is this?" "340 million Dollars worth of new Iraqi Dinars printed in England paid for in America." "Money?" "Money truck, son." "Comes in every week." "Ever heard of the bottom line?" "You gave up 4 of your own guys for the money truck?" "Not to mention the dead civilians?" "Better watch your tongue, soldier." "How much does that make their lives worth, Lieutenant?" "I'll article 15 your ass." "What?" "For doing arithmetic at war?" "How much is your life worth, Lieutenant?" "Sergeant, arrest this man." "Yeah?" "For what?" "Insubordination, dereliction of duty, I'll figure some others." "Take cover!" "Let's go!" "Let's go!" "RPG, goddamn it!" "It's Underpants." "He got shot in the back." "These kinds of things happen in war." "So called... friendly fire." "A misnomer if I ever heard one." "There'll be an investigation but I'm sure they'll find that there's no one to blame." "Man didn't die because you didn't like him." "Am I right?" "Yes, Sir." "He died because he was at the wrong place at the wrong time." "Just like anybody else who dies in a war." "And I deeply regret his passing." "As do we all." "You're dismissed." "Where did you get the case of beer, Smoke?" "Why you wanna ask me that, man?" "My mistake." "Look, you can thank me whenever you want to, just don't ask me nothing, right?" "Don't ask, don't tell." "Yeah, don't ask, don't tell is right." "And I didn't kill him by the way." "That's not what I was talking about." "I didn't kill him either." "Yeah, me neither." "I sure as hell I didn't kill him." "I didn't hit anybody at all today." "I don't think I did." "Been working out those last few moments though, it's been weighing on me." "Tell it to your shrink." "I mean it, goddamn it!" "Tell it to your shrink in a couple of years." "The lucky ones live to feel guilty." "Good night." "He gonna need a shrink." "Say a prayer for us, will you Angel?" "You do it." " Me?" " Yeah." "I don't believe in anything." "Oh, I know." "Except for your country and your stepson." "And us." "I believe in us." "Says what's in your heart, man." "That's what prayer is." "Well... we solve our problems with violence." "That's who we are." "That's who we've always been." "Not just in this war but in all wars." "And when we're done, we ask each other for forgiveness, understanding," "peace." "Let's hope..." "Let's pray, I guess." "Let's pray that our capacity for forgiveness doesn't run out before our capacity for tearing each other apart." "Okay?" "Amen." "Is that all right?" "Oh yeah." "Made me wanna kill myself."