"Previously on Over There." "Ryder." "Bo." "They may have gone out but they haven't come in." "Ma'am, these checks have been issued and cashed." "My dad's cashing my paychecks?" "It's his name too." "How much?" "How much did he steal?" "$3,200." "What'd you do?" "Bad things, okay?" "Worst things I could do." "We shouldn't be talking like this." " It's not right." " We can talk." "There's nothing wrong with it." "Where you going?" "Bo, please, where you going?" "Get my money back." "Did I do something that I don't know about?" "We shouldn't be hanging out so much." "It's nothing." "It doesn't mean anything." "Then it won't mean anything if we stop doing it." "PFC Tariq Nassiri reporting for duty, Sergeant." " A goddamn Arab?" " I'm an American." "You know what I mean, man." " Where your people from?" " Detroit." "Your mother is a whore." "You're asking me to send two more men into a hostage situation in which one men is already at risk." "I'm not asking you to do anything." " I'm giving you the options." " Options?" "What options?" "We can either send Angel and the medic..." "Yeah?" "Or we can sit out here with our thumbs up our asses, Sir." "A wave of recent car bombings throughout Iraq appears to be aimed at disrupting the continued efforts of the coalition to recruit and train new Iraqi security forces." "Intelligence sources believe the attacks to be the work of a very small group or even an individual in part because all the bombs seem to be made of virtually identical material." "Meanwhile, US and Iraqi forces have been deployed to areas that have been deemed to be possible staging areas for the attacks." "As one unnamed official stated:" ""These bombings continue to be our top priority"." "We're hunting a mass murderer with a bunch of lemon G?" "They speak English." "They looked trained to you?" "They ain't in shape, they ain't squared away." "They're monkeys." "We're supposed to work with them." "Gonna have to train them again." "Gonna have to train them again." "That's what I said, Sergeant." "Good, then you do it." " Me?" " Yeah." "Column is moving on out." "We're all staying behind to search this shithole for the bomber." "Our Iraqi counterparts have to take part in the search so..." "Retrain them, okay?" "Enough so they don't get us killed, okay?" "Don't worry." "They'll help you." "Why me, Sergeant?" "You volunteered." "Way to go, Dimwit!" "Bust the door." "Move to the goddamn corner." "Make personal follow." "You first!" "About time!" "How are you, Sir?" "Don't call me Sir, goddamn it!" "Iraqi regulars are ready to take over our duty, Sir." "Including replicating our mistakes, Sir." "Outstanding." "He says please don't shoot him." "He has nothing of value." "Tell him we're not here to take anything." "He wants to know what we're looking for." "Tell him we're looking for a bomber." "A man who's killed a lot of people." "He's bombed the police, he's bombed doctors, he's bombed school buses full of children." "Tell him we hear he likes to hide in these small villages between bombings where he can terrorize the local into protecting him." "Now ask him is the bomber hiding here?" "Tariq!" "Outside, now!" "Tariq, what are you doing?" " Nothing, he's a wise-ass!" " He's working with us." "He told the old man we're looking for weapons of mass destruction and we have good intelligence they might be in his underwear drawer." "Sergeant, these people are stupid and they're insolent." "They can't be trusted." "This guy could be the bomber himself for all we know." "Back off, Tariq." " But Sergeant..." " Back off!" "I think he might have been making a joke." "No, Sergeant, just 'cause..." "I think he might have been making a joke to get the family to relax." "Maybe get them to talk to us." "Ask him if that's what he was doing." "That's correct, Sergeant." " I thought if we created a..." " Who asked you to think?" "They said you spoke English." " I do." " Where'd you learn?" " London." " Grew up in London?" "Why'd you come here?" " 'Cause I believe in my country." " That's bullshit." "'Cause I want to be part of its future if it has one." "So... you think he's okay, Tariq?" "I guess." "Watch what you say, all right?" "Tell your friends when you get a chance, okay?" "If you wanna make any goddamn pinko jokes, don't make them around Tariq." "Make them around Dim." "What?" "What?" " I'll go then." " No." "I can stay or I can go but those are the only two choices, Sergio." "And I'm free." "I mean, I'm married." "I don't forget that." "But I'm free to choose." "Right or wrong, I'm free to choose." " You are too." " I'm not." "I'm not..." "I'm not free." "I can't not come to you." "It's like I'm a train on rails that can only go the one way." "No matter what the danger is." "El nino is staying with his grandmother Saturday night." "To give me a break." "So I can finally have a girls night out." "Spooky can stay with his aunt." "She's been offering to take him for weeks." "I'm finally gonna take her up on her word." "My place then." " I'll cook." "It's better..." " Than being seen?" "You're thinking about the wrong things, Sergio." "Think about this." "What?" "Think about what?" "Think about... what I'm thinking about." "Now hold that thought." "So what are you doing this weekend, sweetheart?" "Anything good?" "Spooky's having a big affair." "I mean, you know, an overnight and me, I'm just... lying around." "Well, tell me what you're doing, honey." "Please." "I don't have anything else to think about." "Maybe I'll go to the movies with Beno." "Maybe it's... boys night out." "I thought you weren't talking to Beno anymore, sweetheart." "I thought he was spreading rumors about you at work." "Yeah, but we kinda sorted it out." "I mean, I'm still kinda angry though." "Maybe I'll go by myself." "I gotta go, sweetheart." "Spooky's crying." "Okay." "All right." "Bye!" "Thanks, it was great talking to you and I love you." "Yeah, I love you too." "Sergeant." " I brought re-supply." " A re-supply, Sir?" "Well, the fact is this bomber is quite a priority of battalion." "That this operation is being carried out in coordination with our Iraqi counterparts makes it even more important." "So you thought you'd come and see through it yourself, Sir?" "That's right." "There's a lot of radio chatter in this AO." "If we have a breakthrough of any kind," "I wanna be there." " To see that anything goes okay?" " That's right." "And that you get the credit you... deserve." "Right?" "I'm gonna need this tent." "Yes, Sir." "Damn it!" "Damn it!" "Whoever was cooking took off when he's seen us." "Shit!" "I understand these meals ready to eat are 10% digestible plastic." "Here we go again." "Seriously." "I think it's only appropriate." "We're sitting on 8% of the world's oil reserve eating petroleum products." "I oughta go." "I don't trust them guarding me, okay?" "Tell 'em they're eating in 10 minutes, okay?" "Yeah." "What kind of bug he got up his ass, man?" "Must have a goddamn camel spider up his ass." "Goddamn camel spider bigger than confident rats." "Camel spiders don't exist." "Why?" "Because anyone hasn't seen one before?" "Yes." "As a matter of fact, yeah." "Well, you ain't never seen a confident rat either." "Yes, I have." "Right here in Iraq." "I heard a rumor about you re-oping, Sergeant." "I don't recall starting a conversation about my personal life." "No, you didn't." "I did." "Only 'cause it has something to do with us, that's all." " Oh yeah?" " Yeah." "Just wondering: did you do it 'cause you love us so much" "or 'cause we love you?" "I'm Vanessa." "Hi, Vanessa." "I'm an alcoholic." "I've been sober 21 days." "And I'm a mess." "I'm breaking my ass, really." "Made a lot of changes." "Cleaned out the freezer." "I'm staying away from bars." "Staying away from drunken men and staying out all night." "And mindless sex." "And everything else in my life that ever once made me feel better." "What the hell good is it?" "That's what I wanna know." "My husband... still thinks that I'm a slut... 'cause..." "I told him I'm a slut." "However much he hates me, I'll tell you what..." "I hate me more." "I don't know... if I'm gonna make it." "I swear to God." "I don't know if I'm gonna make it." "That's it." "Thanks." "What's up, Tariq?" "Nothing, I'm just writing a letter." "What's bugging you?" "You mean, why does it run me wrong to be working with amateurs?" "Something like that." "Why do I hate incompetence and stupidity in circumstances where it could easily get me killed?" "Sorry, I asked, okay?" " I like being alive." " I got it." " I prefer breathing." " Okay." "These people, they're as two-face as they come." "They want what you have, they hate what you are." "These people?" "That sounds like prejudice to you, Dim?" "Am I not being politically correct?" "I'm Iraqi." "Did you know that?" "Parents left this primitive shithole 30 years ago." "Jeez, I thought you were Persian or something." "No, Persians speak Farsi, I speak Arabic." "I didn't know that." "Yeah, why would you?" "We're only fighting a war here." "Sorry." "They ran away from stupidity and violence and they settled in Detroit." "You know how stupid and violent you have to be to make Detroit look like a step in the right direction?" "After 9/11, my... my dad, he got beat up pretty bad." "And my mom... she uh... she tried to come to my father's defence and she uh... she wound up in the hospital too." "This is as bad as get a trial." "I'm embarrassed to be Iraqi." "Those are savages, man." "They're not all savages." "You don't know what they are." "That kid Beshir is just like you." "In what way?" "His parents left." "He came back." "I came back to kill people." "Female!" "Hey, Mrs. B." "Can you give us a minute?" "Yeah, sure." "You're not supposed to be here." "I know." "I just..." "This will only take a minute." "I'm sorry if I used you or..." "You don't have to apologize." "Oh yeah." "I cut my hair." " Why?" " I don't know." "Making some changes, I guess." "Figured what I've been doing hasn't worked out so well, might as well try something else." "Which brings me here." "I came here to tell you that really meant a lot to me to make love to you that one time but uh..." "I can't do it again." "I get a hold of myself here." "Doublewide drove all this way with me just so I can say that to you." "Did she?" "She has a special interest in keeping married men on a straightened arrow." "You're a good man." "No, I'm not." "I gotta go." "Why?" "Because I don't want to." "That's why, Dim." "Cease fire!" "Cease fire, goddamn it!" "What the hell is going on?" "I don't know, Sergeant." "Someone started shooting." "Somebody said he saw somebody run." "Is there anybody running now?" "They're not running now 'cause they got away already." "Did you start the shooting, Sir?" "Yes, I did." "I saw somebody running." " Did you hit him?" " No, I didn't." "Thank God!" "What's that, Sergeant?" "There's a man out there on watch, Sir." "I know that." "Then don't be shooting at shadows when there's a man out there on watch!" "You wanna kill one of your own guys?" "How dare you?" "Sound off, goddamn it!" "Death Street first!" "Don't shoot." "Don't!" "What they're saying?" "He says he doesn't know anything about the bomber, nor does he have anything to do with him either." "He says he ran because he was scared." "Ask him how he knows the bomber is a "him"." "He knows something." "All right, get him up." "Put him into flex ties." "We're gonna take him to the Lieutenant." "He's going to see the Lieutenant Underpants?" "Worse than going to Abu Grahib!" "I asked you a question, you clown!" "You don't have any respect for anything, do you?" "Not even the power of the United States army." "We built bombs 10,000 times as powerful as your idiot bomber." "We could wipe out your little village here in the blink of an eye." "Can I talk to him, Sir?" " You?" " Yes, Sir." "Why would I let you talk to him?" "Private Nassiri can monitor anything I might say, Sir." "Private Nassiri?" "Why would I let him talk to a prisoner?" "He's a fine soldier, Sir." "How would you know?" "What do you wanna ask him?" "You can address your questions to me, Sergeant." "You don't know the answers, Lieutenant." "I don't care to know the answers." "Well, that's the problem right there now, isn't it, Sir?" "What do you wanna ask him?" "About his parents, Sir." "About his home." "He lives in this village." "Permission to suggest you ask the detainee this perfectly reasonable question, Sir." "Where do you live, you little creep?" "Which one of these shitholes do you call home?" "Hey, Lem!" "Where's Big Bo at?" "He ain't at home." "Junior?" "Nobody calls me that no more." "But it's you, Bo?" "Son of Bo?" "Yeah." "Where's my dad at?" "Shit, Bo!" "Let me buy you a beer." "I gotta find my dad." "We heard all about you going to Iraq." "You don't say." "Your father didn't talk about nothing else." "What did you hear?" "Well, that you were there." "That you were fighting." "He didn't tell you what happened?" "What do you mean what happened?" "You were there, you're back, right?" "Come on!" "Let me buy you a beer!" "Are you expecting him?" "Shit!" "I'm always expecting him." "You wanna find your dad?" "You sit down." "Have a drink." "Your dad will find you." "Man, being in a firefight..." "Danny, I'm telling you, it's a rush." "Nice, thank you." "It's better than playing ball." "You remember when a dude is coming at you full speed, right?" "And he goes one way, looks for the ball." "And you just lower your head and you just go at him and you whack him." "Shit!" "So hard you hurt yourself, remember that shit?" "Yeah." "It's better than that." "Damn!" "Wow, man!" "Gimme, gimme, gimme, Lem!" "Bottom up!" "I'm way behind schedule!" "Turn around." "Hey, Bo!" "Hey, pops." "How goes it?" "You've been stealing my checks." "What checks you talking about?" "My paychecks." "Your disability checks?" "They're not disability checks." "The army calls it something different then, does it?" "I'm not disabled." "What are you then?" "Can't say cripple no more." "So what can you say?" "I've been cashing checks addressed to me at my house." "I've been signing my name my checks" "at my house." "And who the hell are you to come down here and publicly accuse me of signing your cripple checks?" "!" "You bastard piece of shit!" "I just realized something." "I realized that I don't know what I'm doing." "And I haven't for a long time." "Yet I'm doing it anyway." "Including telling you things that I'm miserable about that only make you miserable too." "You have every right to be angry." "That's a fact." "If you never..." "I blurred things out only 'cause" "I want you to forgive me." "That's all." "It's just...." "It's just not up to me." "Eddy is in summer school." "He's not behind, he's just uh.." "He's taking this writing class that he really wanted to take at Junior High." "He's growing up." "I am here when you need me." "Bye." "Shit!" "Where's my translator?" "Where did he steal that?" "He says he's never stolen anything in his life." "Bullshit!" "Where did he get it?" "He says he served the palace." "And when Saddam great aunt fell ill, he attended her." "And when she died, she died in this bed." "And they didn't want it anymore so they gave it to this man and he's owned it for 12 years." "What about the bedpan?" "Did he get to keep the bedpan too?" "You guys done?" " Yes, Sir." " Let's get out of here." "Waste of goddamn time as usual." "Later." "Don't go sneaking around in the dark, boy." "You wanna die?" "He was coming to see me." "Next time, tell him to knock." "I've been trying to talk to you all day." "Yeah, well, not in front of the Lieutenant." " Why not?" " 'Cause he's dangerous." "All right, you have 10 seconds." "The family of the kid who ran, they were eating Nutella, a Swiss chocolate spread for breakfast." "So?" "So I used to eat it in England." "So what there's plenty of English soldiers in this country." "So, I've never seen it in Iraq." "It'd be so highly expensive they could either eat it or add another room to the house." "I had a feeling someone who's used to better was staying with them." "That's not much to go on." "I'm telling you, I had a strong feeling." "Yeah, I'm telling you, there's still not much to go on." "What do you think, Angel?" "Do we go to the Sergeant with this?" " Yep." " Absolutely." "As long as we're voting..." "Smoke?" "Should we go to the Sergeant?" "I wanna sleep through the goddamn night one goddamn time!" "What are my chances there?" "Shit!" "What do you think, Tariq?" "Well, he's the local." "What do we have him for if we don't listen to him now?" "You want him along?" "Yeah." "All right." "Let's go." "I don't know, Sergeant, it's weird." "What's weird?" "This house looks bigger from out here than it felt inside the other day, don't you think?" "You mean like an extra room or something?" "Yeah, I don't know." "Maybe." "All right, Tariq thinks there might be an extra room behind the wall or something." " Like Anne Franck." " Anne Franck?" "Yeah, like a little crawlspace a person could live in." "What do you think?" "It's the biggest house in the village." "If I were a well-financed bomber, this is the one I'd take." "And the kid we caught lived here." "When I say "hit it", Smoke kicks the door and... make it loud, Smoke." "Roger that, Sergeant." "All right, take up your positions again but quietly." "We wanna take him by surprise." "Goddamn it, Sergeant!" "What the hell is this?" "I told you I wanted to be a part of any breakthrough!" "Grenade!" "Move!" "Move!" "Move!" "Where did he go?" "You're on him." "Move!" "Dim and Tariq, you okay?" "Good, Sergeant." "Go after him !" " You guys okay?" " Good." "All right, Smoke, you bust in there anyway." "Dim and Angel, you go with him round up whoever's inside flex ties, down the floor." "Sorry, Sir!" " You want me to light him up?" " You do it!" "Fire!" "Goddamn it, Bashir." "You're doing a great job." "You too, Tariq." "You're a credit to the goddamn army." "What the hell was that, Sergeant?" "Congratulations, Lieutenant." "This is gonna look very good on your record, Sir." "Who could that be?" "I don't know." "Maybe it's Sue from spouses support." "She makes cookies and she brings them to the homes of the wives who who miss meetings... just to snoop." "It's great!" "Whoever it is, I'm gonna show them around." "Right." "Mrs. Anna Reyez?" "Wife of Sergeant first class Enrique Reyes?" "May we come in, Ma'am?" "I'm afraid I have some bad news for you, Ma'am." "Secretary of the Army has asked me to express his deep regret that your husband was killed in action this morning." "I also would like to express my personal condolences to you, Ma'am."