"[Man] Of course, women have always been a vital link... in the lifeline that supplies combat units." "The last few years have brought real progress... in the interests of women in all aspects of naval service." "What's more, the Navy has instituted special sensitivity courses... for all its male recruits, demonstrating even more progress–—" "Whoa, whoa, whoa, Mr. Hayes." "If a cannibal used a knife and fork, would you call that progress too?" "[Observers Laughing]" "Well, perhaps, if I could just finish, Madame Chairman, your questions–—" "Oh, I'm just an old dame without much time left... so you'll pardon me if I jump right in here." "I'm deeply concerned over the Navy's seemingly incontrovertible attitude... toward women in the military." " Case in point: the Lark Report." " [Murmuring]" "Uh, Madame Chairman, this is an internal document of the U.S. Navy." "The Navy's analysis of that F-14 crash at Coronado last year." "Female aviator, it just so happens." "You were party to this report." "Am I right?" "I am really not prepared to go into an in-depth–—" "If you are vying for the office of the Secretary of the Navy, Mr. Hayes..." "I'd like to think you were prepared for anything." "[Observers Murmuring]" "Especially if you're lookin' for my confirmation." "I'm struck by the ill-spirited tenor of your report:" "degrading remarks by other aviators... innuendo about her performance in unrelated situations." "There's even a reference here to her sexual activity the weekend prior." "[Hayes] These are not unrelated circumstances." "In my seven years on this committee..." "I have never seen a downed aviator treated like this, never." "I'm deeply disturbed by this report, Mr. Hayes." "Not just what it bodes for the future of women in the Navy... but your future as well." "Do you expect to take criticism for using this confirmation hearing... as a pulpit for women's rights?" "Look, nearly one-quarter of all jobs in the U.S. military... are still to this day off-limits to women, and that has gotta change!" "What about those that say women aren't suited for all jobs, they're physically weaker?" "How strong do you have to be to pull a trigger?" "That was quick." "Yeah, she did great." "Are you kidding?" "She's always great." "Private meeting." "That's what we want." "Are you worried about the next round of base closures, Senator?" " As long as it doesn't affect me." " Defense boys already called." "[Sighs] They want a private meeting with you." "I'll act surprised." "Senator, this is a contingency program for 100 per cent integration." "If female candidates measure e up in a series of test cases... the D.O.D. will support full integration within three year's time." "We get our man." "You get your gender -blind Navy, Senator." "Surely you're e not gonna balk at that." "I have to pick the test cases." "The Navy'll want approval over the women." " So I'll approve their approval." " [Chuckling] Come on, Senator." "Let's concentrate on the steak and not the peas." "If women measure e up to the men, they've got the job." "That's what's on the table." "You're not having second thoughts, are you?" " Well, Doug?" " Congratulations, Mr. Secretary." "So, what program?" "I'd go C.R.T. Combined Reconnaissance Team." "SEALS." "Sixty per cent dropout r ate." "No woman's gonna last a week." "I don't care who she is." "Then I suggest we start there." "[Hayes] Good work." "[Man] Hostile activity." "Mined area." "I say again:" "hostile activity, mined area." "Maintaining holding action." " Carrying one wounded." " [Phone Ringing]" "Extracting to new location secondary P.Z. Over." "Bravo Six, this is Avalanche." "Negative on secondary rendezvous." "Strongly suggest new location." "Over." "[Bravo Six] Stand by, Avalanche." "Will consult team leader." "[Static Over Headphones]" " [Avalanche] Bravo Six." " Go to sea level." "Say again your last." "Over." "Bravo Six, this is Avalanche." "Bravo Six." " We've lost the horizon." " Bravo Six." " You didn't account for that?" " Yes, sir, we did... but we didn't count on the SEAL unit being delayed for five hours... and then exfiltrating this close to this high terrain." "But Keyhole-5 will be L.O.S. in 18 minutes, sir." "Launch base will need that much time to key their gear." "Advise launch base accordingly, Goldstein." "Now." "Sir, I'd recommend against it." "These are skilled operators." "They've grasped their problem by now and will take action to get back on-line." "It's just a glitch in the net changeover, sir." "I'll have it ironed out momentarily." "Advise launch base, Goldstein." "Something to add, Lieutenant?" "If we keep the primary satellite, the unit can negotiate its way down to this plateau here." "Reestablish comms." "It's a clear shot." "What about those two areas inland?" "That's closer to their position." "But that's behind them." "They'll wanna keep moving seaward, sir, yet find a spot... that gives 'em the line of sight on the satellite." "This plateau here." "That's where I'd head, sir." "Last I checked, you were a topographic analyst, not an operations specialist." " Why don't you just let it–—" " If they have wounded... they might be inclined to stay put." "Wait till the new bird comes into L.O.S." "But they also know the tides are slipping out under their recovery sub." "They'll hump their wounded out." "They'll reach this plateau in ten minutes." "Make that nine now." "We can't switch the net, sir." "We'll be listening for them... on the wrong channel with the wrong crypto." "Give it exactly nine minutes." "[Phone Ringing]" "Okay, let's see what the cat dragged in." "They've preapproved all these candidates." "Top scores, marksmanship." "Distance runner." "Took fifth place in some intra-service marathon." "Age 27." "Perfect, till they do a chromosome check." "Some impressive fitness reps here." "Holder of several records for female power-lifting." "Is this the face you want to see on the cover of Newsweek?" "She looks like the wife of a Russian beet farmer." "I like this one." "Triathlon, winter sports, Olympic contender... winner of the Arlie Burke essay contest, works Intel." " Too much of a think-tank soldier." " No, no, show me, show me." "Well, this really is top drawer... with silk stockings inside." " We've waited about as long as we dare." " Do it." "Change the net." "Launch base, this is N.I.C. control." "We're going to conduct a net changeover... to Keyhole-5 at the following coordinates." "This is Bravo Six." "Still got six heartbeats here... holding on some kind of plateau." "I say again, six passengers looking for a ride home." " We're good to go." " Belay my last." "Copy that." "Maintain perimeter." "Advise further hostile status." " That was good headwork, Lieutenant." " Well, thank you, sir." "I'm glad we could get involved and do some good." "Now the problem is, Intel officers don't get involved." "We monitor, analyze." "You need to learn the fine art of detachment, Lieutenant." "[Woman] Excuse me, there's a call from the Sec Nav's office." " I'll take it inside." " No, sir, excuse me." "Lieutenant O'Neil, the call's for you." "I'll take it inside." "[Woman] Thanks for holding." "I'll put you through." "[Clock Ticking, Chiming]" "I'm thinking about redoing the place." "It's beginning to remind me of an old whorehouse over the years." " Good evening, ma'am." " Good evening, Lieutenant." "Ma'am, may I ask what this is regarding?" " Didn't they tell you?" " No, ma'am." "Well, this'll be a toot." "You read, I'll pour." "[Liquid Pouring]" "It's jus t a test case, Jordan... but if things work out, if you can go the distance... it could well change the military's official policy on women in combat." "Or, actually, its official non-policy." "Begging your pardon, Senator... but you do understand this involves SEAL training?" "I do." "I also understand... that you applied for active duty during the Gulf War and got turned down." "Yes, ma'am, there was an Intel slot available aboard the U.S.S. Polk... but they told me that submarines had no bathroom facilities for women." " Did that piss you off?" " Yes, ma'am, it did." "Good." "I like pissed off." " Sit down, Lieutenant." " Yes, ma'am." "Have you got a man?" " Ma'am?" " At home?" "Fiancé." "Steady beau." "You know, some kind of solid heterosexual." "I hate asking', but I don't want this thing blowing' up in our faces... if you happen to be battin' for the other side." "Yes, ma'am, there's someone." "Well, wonderful." "Honey, come on'." "I survived jump school, dive school and three brothers." "I think I can take care of myself '." "The only thing that scares me are the sexual politics." "I'm just not interested in being some poster girl for women's rights." " What?" " Hmm?" " What?" " What?" "You don't have anything to say about this?" "I guess I don't." "Honey, this is just a career opportunity." "You don't want me sleeping my way to the top, do you?" "But the SEALS, babe?" "These guys are world-class warriors." "They see you coming–—" " I mean–—" " I'm aware they may not want me there." " "May not"?" " Yes." "They will eat corn flakes out of your skull." "Okay?" "To tell you the truth..." "I don't get it." "I mean, you're doing shit-hot at Intel'." "Why do you wanna go off and play soldier girl for?" "[Sighs]" "Royce, we're the same age." "We entered the Navy the same month." "Which one of us is wearing more ribbons?" "Oh, come on." "This is just 'cause I got lucky during the Gulf War." "Yes, thank you'." "Operational experience is a key to advancement." "Yet anyone with tits can't be on a sub, can't be a SEAL, and don't even think–—" "Hey, whoa." "If you made up your mind to do it, go." "You always do what you wanna do anyway." "Don't ask my permission." "You wanna go off and live with a bunch of cock-swinging commandos for three months–—" "Three months?" "What if I make this and go operational for three years?" "What then?" "Oh, man, did I just miss a decade or something?" "Will I wait if you go off to war?" "Is that what you're asking me?" "Yeah, something like that." "Exactly like that." "I didn't know I was gonna have to decide the rest of my life tonight, Jordan." "Maybe we should just let this happen." "Get your dick back in here." "Don't ask me to tell you how I'm gonna feel in three years." "I don't know." "I mean, neither do you." "Right up until you said that, I thought I did." "[Sighs]" "[Thunder Rumbling]" "[Trainees Shouting]" "Carry on." "[Trainees] Put it down!" "Here we go!" "[Trainees Shouting]" "Lieutenant O'Neil reporting for training, sir." "Yes, of course." "Please, Lieutenant, have a seat." "Thank you, sir." "Would you care for a beverage?" "Tea?" "Soda?" " I'm fine, sir." " You sure?" "Well, we're still coming to terms with the exact protocol... for the integration of our SEAL C.R.T. training." " Barber was my next stop, sir. I–—" " Don't worry about it." "As long as it's off your collar, out of your eyes, that's all I'm going to ask." "Sir, I'm not looking for any special treatment." "We're not trying to change your sex, Lieutenant." "You'll have a separate bed, a separate head." "If you have any special medical needs, inform the infirmary." "If your classmates or a superior acts in a harassing... or otherwise unbecoming manner... you are to inform me immediately... so that I can deal with it immediately." "It may not always run smooth... but we're trying to make it as painless as possible." "Thank you, sir, but I expect a certain amount of pain." " Any questions?" " None at this time, sir." "Then we're done, Lieutenant." "Yes, sir." "Permission to speak, sir?" "I'm not here to make some kind of statement." "I care about completing the training and getting operational experience... just like everyone else, I suspect." "If you were like everyone else, Lieutenant..." "I suspect we wouldn't be making statements... about not making statements... would we?" " Dismissed." " Aye-aye, sir." "Come on." "Average woman, 25 percent body fat." "Twenty-five." "That's a quarter fat, man." "I mean, think about that." "If she pulls her own weight, I got no problem with it." "No split-tail's getting through this program." "No way, Jose." "[Chattering]" "Oh, man, doesn't she know it's rude to point?" " Whoo-hoo!" " [Man Whistles]" "Look, I don't know what she did to get in here." "I hate to speculate." "I know I petitioned for two years to get into this program." "Two years of letter writing, two years of pulling strings... and I finally get here, and it's gone co-ed?" "Elite combat unit." "Whose genius idea was that?" "That's bullshit." "I mean, they can't do what we can." "How's it happen?" "All I'm sayin' is one night, Lord." "Give me one night, and I'll set her straight." "[Together] Slovnik's feeling good like a hard man should." "Stow it, gentlemen." "You heard the policy." "Attention on deck!" "## [Bugle]" "Stand easy." "Welcome to SEAL C.R.T. selection program." "You have volunteered for the most intensive military training... known to man." "You are all proven operators within the spec ops community." "SEALS..." "E.O. D..." "Army Delta, Marine Force Recon..." "Naval intel community... and so on." "In spite of your expertise... many of you will not successfully negotiate this program." "Those that do will experience an operational tempo... that far exceeds that of any unit within the U.S. arsenal." "That is all that is to be said... about the special nature of the C.R.T. training program." "I now turn you over... to my Command Master Chief John James Urgayle." "Attention!" "[Chief] Instructors, stand easy." "I never saw a wild thing sorry for itself" "A bird will fall frozen dead from a bough... without ever having felt sorry for itself." "[Snickers]" "The ebb and flow of the Atlantic tides... the drift of the continents... the very position of the sun along its ecliptic." "These are just a few of the things I control in my world." " Is that clear?" " Yes, Command Master Chief!" "Instructor Pyro." "Aye-aye, Master Chief." "Instructors." "Boat crews, stand by your boats." "Move your asses!" "[Shouting]" "Get 'em up high!" "Move your asses!" "Get 'em up high!" "Forward, double time!" "Hut!" "[Shouting]" "[Pyro] Hold them up, girls." "Come on." "Don't you embarrass me." "Get that up!" "What are you people, handicapped?" "Get your feet up!" "Move it!" "This day hasn't even begun!" "Move it around!" "Move the boat around!" "Prepare to down boat!" "Down boat, and don't you bruise my sensitive fanny!" "I will run your butt all the way to the beach!" "I have had better boat rides by your mothers!" "Worm sperm, every damn one of you!" "Instructor, get these spoon-chested pencil-necks out of my face!" "[Pyro] All yours, Master Chief" "[Instructor Johns] Take a good look at your new home." "Clarkson, get your boat crews!" "Fall out by the fenders now!" "Move it, move it, move it, move it!" "[Trainees Shouting]" "Sixty percent of you will not pass this course!" "How do I know?" "Because that is an historical fact!" "Now for the bad news!" "I always like to get one quitter on the first day!" "And until I do, that first day does not end!" " [Shouting]" " Look around!" "Look to your right!" "Look to your left." "I just wonder who it's gonna be." "Who's got the hair to stick it out?" "Come on!" "Be a part of your crew's solution!" "[Screaming]" " There's one goin' down!" " What are you doing on your knees?" " Stamm, are you hurt?" " No!" "You wanna quit?" "Then get the fuck up, Stamm!" "Get back on that fender!" " Get up, guy!" "What the hell is going on?" " Flea." "Flea, you all right?" " What the fuck you doin' with him?" " Whoo-hoo!" " What's your name, pancake?" " Flea!" "I mean, Montgomery, sir!" "Don't call me sir, moron." "I work for a living." "How many names you got anyway?" "It, s F. Lee Montgomery, but that just gets whittled down to Flea." " Are you my quitter, Mr. Flea?" " No, sir, Master Chief!" "Nothin' to be ashamed of, sir." "Do you wanna quit?" "Not me, Master Chief!" "I'm full of joy!" "What the hell is going on down there?" "Move that fender!" "Class!" "Class, stand in line!" "[Johns] Drop down, bent over push-ups!" "Quit playing with your hair, O'Neil, and drop down!" "If you can't do these right, O'Neil, do 'em on your knees!" "I like these just fine, sir." " [Shouting]" " Down!" "Half a night, Lord." "Just give me half a night." " Cortez, stow the shit!" " I'm just having a sexual fantasy here!" "[Chief] You have to be harder than the average man... to even get in this program!" "But I know some of you are already thinking seriously about quitting!" "[Pyro] Get in this program, Stamm!" "Come on!" "You don't need this abuse!" "Stamm, I think I have a quitter!" "Do I have a quitter?" "Be ashamed for the rest of your fucking lives!" "Go!" "Get out of that water!" "Roll!" "Right there!" "Roll!" "Pain is your friend, your ally!" "It will tell you when you are seriously injured!" "It will keep you awake and angry... and remind you to finish the job... and get the hell home!" "But you know the best thing about pain?" "I don't know!" "It lets you know you're not dead yet!" "[Pyro] I've seen Girl Scouts move quicker than this!" "You people are pathetic!" "Down boat!" "Mr. Wickwire, you have four minutes... to secure swim gear and down chow!" "Your entire class will be severely penalized... [Fades]" "[Trainees Shouting]" "[Pyro] Get your asses going!" "Get moving!" "Goddamn it, what the fuck are you doing sitting in my chair?" "Get the hell out of here!" "Scrape your plates!" "Get the hell out of here!" "Get your ass up!" "Get your ass up!" "Get it up, boy!" "[Shouting]" "Get the hell out of here!" "Scrape the plates and get the hell out of here!" "I want you to stroll!" "Drop down!" "Bear crawl, goddamn it!" "What the hell's wrong with you, shithead?" "# I love the way you walk #" "# I'm treated by your walk #" "# I love the way you walk to that beat #" "# I got my eyes on you ##" "[Pyro] All right, sewer trout, everybody out!" "Move it out!" "Get in line and get up here, people!" "Keep the whole line long!" "Move it, move it, move it!" "Get on line!" "Get on line right here!" " Get on line!" " All right, fall in!" "Dress it up!" "Get ready for your med check!" "They're all yours, Lieutenant." "What's your name?" " Newberry." " What day of the week is it, Newberry?" " It's fucking cold." "That's what day of the week it is." " Follow my finger." "That's good." " What's your name?" " McCool." " Uh-huh." "Where are you from?" " San Diego." "San Diego." "Follow my finger." " What's your name?" " O'Neil." "All right, follow my finger, O'Neil." " Let me see your fingertips." "Cold?" " Yeah." "Way to gut it out, Lieutenant." "[Pyro] All right, corpsmen, they're gonna live." "Get the hell out of there." "Class, fall out for chow." "Move." "I said move, goddamn it!" "What do you want to do, take another swim?" "Maybe we don't want chow tonight." "Move your girlie butts!" "[Chief] After you pack grits, report to Alpha barracks on the double." "Get them dick-skinning hands out of my garbage cans." "What the hell's goin' on?" "I told you, get your chow and report to Alpha barracks!" "If you feel you cannot carry on–—" "If you now care to admit that you are woefully out of your depth... that bell is your salvation." "Strike it three times, and you're out." "Free to get a hot shower and a good night's sleep." "I know you're saying to yourself..." ""I'm an experienced operator." ""I've put up with 19 straight hours of this." "Do I really need another 12 weeks?"" "If you don't know the answer to that question, you do not belong here." " Back up, guys." "Back up." " That's all right... 'cause this program is not for everyone." "Just step up to the bell, save us all a lot of trouble." "Go ahead." "Any takers?" "Goin' once." "[Grunting]" " Goin' twice." " [Grunting Continues]" "All right, welcome to a brand-new day." " [Trainees Groaning] - [Instructor] # I was lost #" " Come on, now!" " [Together] # In a world of light #" " # I always did #" " I did it, y'all!" " # What was right #" " Hang on!" "# But now I sing #" "# A different song #" " [Groaning, Sniffling] - # And I found joy #" " # In doing it wrong #" " Sing it!" "# I found a friend #" " Yeah!" " # In Satan #" " # I found a friend #" " Uh-huh!" " # In Satan #" " Stamm, don't do it, Stamm!" " # I found a friend ##" " Come on, Stamm!" "Don't quit!" " Come on, Stamm!" " [Gargling]" "[Shouting Continues]" "[Bell Clangs Three Times]" "[Spits, Grunts]" "There goes Stamm." "Dilettante." " Slow day at the office." " Dropped on request." "In no less than 500 neatly printed words... tell me why you love the United States Navy." "There will be no time limit for this evolution." "[Thunder Rumbling]" "Put that pencil down." "Get your fucking feet together and sit up straight!" "You will write when I tell you to write." "[Thunder Rumbling]" "When I come back, I'll be countin' open eyes." "Begin." "## [Opera]" "[Thunder Rumbling]" "## [Woman Singing In Italian]" "[Snoring]" "## [Opera Continues]" "Master Chief." "Rock and roll." "Favorable weather conditions for the next evolution." "Are you ready, Lieutenant?" "Pencils down!" "On your feet!" "Get up!" "Are you ready for the next evolution?" "Hoo-yah, Instructor Pyro!" "[Together] Hoo-hah!" "Hoo-hah!" "Class, halt!" "Right face!" "Sling arms!" " Fall out!" "Close it in!" " [Pyro] Evenin', cupcakes." "Twelve minutes or less." "That's all you need to know about this course." "Group one:" "Newberry..." "Hampton, McCool, Wickwire, Slovnik and England." "Group two:" "Miller, Flea, Powell, Ayres, Cortez and O'Neil." "You will find a white step that is mandated female aid, O'Neil." "You will find and use them on every barrier obstacle." " Sergeant, I don't wanna use any step." " Keep your mouth shut!" " I wanna go through like the rest of the guys!" " Shut your fucking hole!" "Group three:" "Marshall, DeLuise, Brown, Simons, Flynn and Stow." "[Johns] Group one, stand by!" "Bust 'em!" "[Trainees Shouting] Hoo-yah!" "Group two, stand by!" " Bust 'em!" " [Shouting]" "Group three, stand by!" "Bust 'em!" "Move, move, move, move, move, move!" "[Trainees Shouting]" "[Gunfire]" "[Shouting Continues]" " Move it!" "Keep moving!" " Faster!" "[Shouting Continues]" "[Instructor Shouting]" "O'Neil, let's go!" "Let's move it on down!" "[Instructor] You want me to get you a dress?" " Keep it moving!" "Let's go!" " Do you squat when you pee?" "Come on!" " Go, go, go!" "Go!" " This way!" " Go, go, go!" " Keep it clear!" "Move it!" " [Screaming]" " Flea!" "Let's move!" "Let's run!" "[Shouting Continues]" "Move, move, move!" "Into the tunnel!" "Now!" "[Grunting]" "Get up!" "Come on!" "Cortez, get over here!" "Drop down." "Come on!" "Come on!" "Come on, Flea!" "Come on!" "[Grunting]" " Come on!" " Go!" " That's it!" " Help me up, Jordan." "[Grunts] Come on." "[Loud Grunt]" "Grab my hand." "Give me your hand." " [Grunting]" " Why don't you quit, O'Neil?" "Quit now." "[Johns On Megaphone] Let's go, children." "Come on." "Let's go, Cortez." "It pays to be a winner." "Come on, move your fat ass." "Oh, this would be a fine time to quit, wouldn't it, gentlemen?" "How many quitters we got?" "Come on!" "Move it!" "Get on up here, mud muffins." "Come on." "You guys look like sea slugs." "O'Neil!" "What are you waitin' for, girl?" "Get your fine fanny down here!" "Come on, move it!" "Move it, O'Neil!" " [Explosion] - [Johns] Oh, my God!" "O'Neil just tripped the trip wire!" "Thank you very much!" "She is responsible for killing the entire class." " Hoo-yah, O'Neil!" " [All Trainees] Hoo-yah, O'Neil!" "Newberry: 13:08." "Cortez: 13:10." "Hampton: 13:15." "Blake: 13:22." "Presley: 13:47." "Pretty boy:" "14 minutes flat." " You are the blue-ribbon loser." " [Yawns]" "These six have failed the "O" course." " These six will run the course again." " [Trainee] No, don't do it!" " Come on, man!" "Hang in there!" " [Trainees Shouting]" "Come on!" "[Clangs Three Times]" "Anybody else?" "All right." "The rest of you wanna-bes have two hours before the next evolution." "I strongly suggest you spend it in your racks... or sick bay." " Mr. Wickwire." " Ten-hut!" "Muster back here at 0800... in your greens." "Haul out!" "Class!" "As you were." "Sergeant Cortez... however brief your stay with this command might be... there are two words you will learn to put together:" "Team... mate." "Carry on." "Wickwire, you heard him." "What are you waitin' for?" "Fall out." "Move it!" "[Trainees Shouting]" " Hoo-yah!" " Hoo-yah!" "What do we have here, you hesitant bunch of harlots?" "You thinkin' about ringing' that bell?" "Don't think!" "Move!" "Come on, somebody ring that bell for me, please!" "Come on, honey bun, walk!" "Get your bell-bangin' balls a-rollin'!" "You can be home curled up in bed..." " [Bell Clangs] - in less than four hours!" " Ring that bell!" " [Bell Clangs]" "That is music to my ears." "I'm gettin' emotional here." "Anybody else?" "What's the matter, O'Neil?" "Come on." "I'd like to see the Master Chief." "Lieutenant O'Neil requests to speak to the Master Chief." " He's not home." " [Sighs]" "Excuse me, Master Chief." "Cortez finished ahead of me in group two, but he failed and I didn't." "Why?" "Instructor Pyro, educate the lieutenant." "You received an automatic 30-second deduction... which put you under the wire." "It's called gender-norming, O'Neil." "It's standard procedure for all females in physical training." "What "all females," if I'm the only one?" "I think I should have the choice." "Stand at attention." "Lieutenant O'Neil, when I want your opinion, I'll give it to ya." "[Grunting]" "Did you take this matter up with my Command Master Chief?" "I believe you instructed me to come directly to you, sir... if I felt I was being mistreated in any way." "Oh." "[Door Shuts]" "All right, Lieutenant." "I want names." "I want specific grievances." "Permission to speak frankly, sir?" "It's you, sir." " It started the moment I came here." " Oh?" "Really?" "It's the double standard." "The separate quarters, the deferential treatment." "It's the way you practically pulled my chair out for me when we first met." "Because I was civil, now you're complaining'?" "I can't afford civility, sir." "How am I supposed to fit in when you've got me set up as an outsider?" "You've given me a different set of rules." "The answer is, I can't." "Why don't you just issue me a pink petticoat to wear around the base?" "Did you just have a brain fart?" "Begging your pardon, sir?" "Did you just waltz in here... and bark at your commanding officer?" "If so, I regard that as a bona fide brain fart... and I resent it when people fart inside my office." "I think you've resented me from the start, sir." "What I resent, Lieutenant... is some politician... using my base as a test tube... for her grand social experiment." "What I resent... is the sensitivity training... that is now mandatory for my men... the OB-GYN I have to keep on staff... just so someone can keep track of your personal Pap smears." "But most of all, what I resent... is your perfume... however subtle it may be... competing' with the aroma of my fine $3.59 cigar... which I will put out this instant... if the phallic nature of it happens to offend... your goddamned fragile sensibilities!" " Does it?" " No, sir." ""No, sir," what?" "The shape doesn't bother me, sir." "Just the goddamned sweet stench." "[Chuckles]" "One standard." "Just treat me the same." "No better, no worse." "You're gonna get everything you want, O'Neil." "Let's just see if you want what you're gonna get." "Hoo-yah, sir." "## [Pop]" "Hey–— [Clears Throat]" "Hello?" "Anybody here?" "#Just didn't wanna tell you #" "# Oh, see, this way I'm #" "# Havin' fun with my new song #" "# Wild circumstance #" "# Who would've guessed #" "# Forced my hand #" " [Clippers Buzzing] - # When I was homeless #" "#Just didn't understand #" "# If you saw me #" "# Holding his hand #" "# I fell #" "# From your grace #" "# Isn't that insane #" "# I'm jealous #" "# I didn't wanna tell you #" "# To your face #" "# But I left claims #" "# That you couldn't refuse #" "# Obvious #" "# Your friends will see #" "# I knew you'd get the word eventually #" "# I'd rather have them #" "# Tell you #" "# It's just as well #" "# The bitch is gone ##" " [Explosion] - [Machine Gun Fire]" "Grab your sacks!" "Get in line now!" "Move!" "Who do you think you are, coming in here?" "Guess I'm your roommate." " [Trainees Shouting]" " N–— N–— No." "You can't stay here." " You can't sleep here right next to me." " The C.O. says I can." "No–— Come here." "Come here!" "Cortez, come here, goddang it!" "Look it." "Girlfriend bring all her stuff in here like she think she gonna–—" " Hey!" " Shit!" "This is Tampax!" " Stand at attention!" " This is not gonna happen." "[Wickwire] Stand at attention!" "Mr. Wickwire, in your leisure time... make out a schedule that rotates head and shower usage." "Yes, Master Chief" "Anything else we can do for your celebrity career, Lieutenant?" " That'll be all–—" " You now have exactly one minute to muster!" "[Wickwire] If even one of you Van Winkle wanna-bes are late..." "I will personally see none of you sleep for a week!" "Let me get this straight:" "We're sharing the same fucking head?" "Listen, you moron, I am here to stay." "If you don't wanna be in my life, move out or ring out." "That's it." "End of file." "You got one minute to put your fuckin' clothes on." " What about the tampons?" " Hey, hey, hey." " Don't you care about tampons?" " Get over yourself, Slovnik." " Put your clothes on." "Let's go!" " Nice." " Here we go." " [Trainees Responding] Here we go!" "[Chanting Continues]" "[Shutter Clicking]" "[Chanting] Pick 'em up!" "Put 'em down!" " ## [Chamber] - [Chattering, Laughing]" "I'll have another one." "Thanks a lot." "Oh, congratulations, Mr. Secretary." "Say hello to the President for me, will you?" "So, what was the deal you made with the devil?" "I mean, DeHaven." " Oooh." " Didn't you hear?" "Effective immediately, all vessels in the Navy... can no longer be referred to as "she."" " [All Laughing]" " We're to call it "it."" " Royce, we need a fourth." " Yes, sir." " You're it." " Thank you, sir." " Hello!" " Congratulations on the new job." " You'll make a fine–— - [Whispers] Mr. Secretary, sir." "Oh, man." "Not playing down to the abilities of your superior officer, are you?" "No, sir." "Snooker's just not my game." "Too many balls on the table." "Distracting, isn't it?" "That one pink ball right in the middle." " Who's got a cigar?" " Didn't know you smoked, sir." "I don't." "I just want to chew the hell out of it." "Uh, "The woman, identity unknown, is believed to be..." ""the first female candidate for the elite Navy SEALS training program." "Her presence could signal a shift in the military's–—"" "These were supposed to have been discreet test cases." "That was the agreement." "Suppose this lady's getting friendly with the press?" "It's DeHaven." "Had to be." "She is gonna milk this cow on all four tits." "In the last two hours my office has received 14 requests for interviews." "No interviews." "That's the last thing we need." "Where is she in the training, this woman?" "We'll have that information for you before the night's out." "It's my understanding that she just finished the P.T. phase of her training." "She made it through hell week." "Won't last one week, huh?" "So, have you been monitoring this situation for us, Commander?" "No, sir." "I just made some unofficial inquiries." "Well, make it official." "I want a brief back in my office once a week." "G.I. Jane." "Why don't they just get it over with and call her Joan of Arc?" "[Chuckling]" "Your shot, Gary." "[Horn Honking]" "Pardon me, sir." "Phone call from Senator DeHaven." "Captain Salem here." "Are you in the habit of lettin' photographers traipse around your base... snapping their fill?" "These are supposed to be discreet test cases." "Senator, they stand out on a public highway using telephoto lenses." "There is nothin' I can do about it... unless you want me to infringe on their civil liberties... which I'll be glad to do if you'll just trim a little fat off the Constitution." "Did you just mouth off to a senior member of the Senate Arms Committee?" "I'll give you points for style, just nothin' for smarts." " I was just explaining–—" " From this point forward, I want all press matters... coordinated via my office." "Let me handle the R.P.M." "I'll be goddamned if I'm gonna watch Hayes pull flowers out of his ass... and take credit for this one." "I'll be sure to pass your request along to my chain of command." "Good." "Now, how's my girl doin', anyway?" "You need to know what it feels like to drown... in order to avoid panic... and perhaps gain those few seconds that just might save your life." "The natural tendency toward premature panic... is what makes this such an effective interrogation technique." "# Mama told me not to come #" "[Grunting]" "# That ain't the way to have fun, no #" "# Uh-uh #" "Carb 15." "Military designator:" "M4." "Nothing more than a chopped-down version of the M16 assault rifle." "By taking the proper precautions... this weapon can be considered water-resistant." "Many techniques have been developed to seal the muzzle of the weapon." "Nothing, however, surpasses the technique developed in my time." " Crazy." "Wild." "Wild." " Shut up, Slovnik." "# Mama told me not to come #" "# Mama told me not to come #" "[Groans]" "# She said, That ain't the way to have fun, no #" "Boat six:" "Wickwire, McCool, Flea, Cortez, Slovnik and O'Neil." " Oh, come on." " [Murmuring]" "Somebody got a problem with my organizational skills?" "Fine by me, Master Chief." "No problem here, Master Chief" "# That ain't the way to have fun, no #" "# That ain't the way to have fun ##" "Stand by." "Prepare to hit the surf." "Move!" "Boat four, answer me this:" "When I see the sea once more, will the sea have seen or not seen me?" "This will be a graded exercise." "On my mark." "Stand by." "Mark!" " Cortez, done." " Time!" "Weapons on the table." "Is it hot out here, or is it just me?" "[Mouths Words]" " Kind of tender?" " It's okay." "Mmm." "This?" " [Groans] A little bit." " Okay, you can get dressed." "Try to get as much air on those abrasions on your back as you can." "It's called amenorrhea when you lose your period." "It's because you drop body fat, but not at all unusual for female athletes." "Okay, you got tendinitis in your right knee... and, uh, that is standard issue jungle rot on your left foot." " [Sighs] Lovely." " So, you're quite a mess." "Let's fix me up and get me back out there." " Hey, Jordan!" " Whoa!" "Ladies!" "If I follow you home, would you have premarital sex with me?" "Slovnik!" "You're barkin' up the wrong dress." "They ain't your type." "Shit fire and save matches." "[Reporters Shouting Simultaneously]" "Goddamn three-ring circus around here." "Shit." "[Grunting, Panting]" "[Instructor] You trying to be bad?" "You could be home curled up, playin' with electrical toys!" " [Bell Clanging]" " Go on!" "Lieutenant, why are you doing this?" " Do you ask the men the same question?" " As a matter of fact, I do." " And what do they say?" " 'Cause I get to blow shit up." "Well, there you go." " [Rain Falling] - [Instructor] On my mark." "Stand by!" " [Weapons Clicking]" " Mark!" " O'Neil, done." " Cortez, done." " Does it work, Lieutenant?" " [Rifle Cocks]" "Well done, Lieutenant." "[Bell Clanging]" "[!" "TV Reporter] The Navy is still declining to release the woman's name... but Senator DeHaven's office is confirming that G.I. Jane... has outlasted many of her male counterparts in the elite Navy program... said to be one of the most grueling anywhere." "Joining us now on Washington Tonight, for the feminist perspective–—" "[Exhaling Sharply]" "[Chief] Coxswain, hard a-port!" " Line it up!" "Move it over!" " Come about!" "Straighten 'er out!" " Line 'er up!" " Stay on your line!" "Get ready!" " Whoo!" " Come on!" "Move aft!" "Get up there!" "Let's go, go, go!" "Hoo-fucking-yah!" "It's like having sex in a car crash!" "Whoo-hoo!" "Okay, McCool, get up there." "Hoo-yah, baby!" "Come on, O'Neil." "Get on up here." "Let's go." "Use your arms!" "God!" " Come on, O'Neil!" " Cut her loose!" "Let her go!" "Well, hoo-yah." "About time we dropped some dead weight." "We don't leave our people behind!" "What the hell you waitin' for?" "Get with your crew!" "Get in there!" "Let's go!" "Let's go!" "Come on, go!" "You're swimmin' home!" " Wanna pick 'em back up?" " Let's go home." "[All Grunting]" "Well, this is bullshit." "Now they're hammering me just because she's in my boat crew." "If you'd kept your mouth shut, we wouldn't be out here in the first place." "Had a grandfather wanted to be a Navy man." "He wanted to fire them big guns off them big-ass battleships." "Navy says to him, "No." "You can only do one thing on a battleship, son." "That's cook."" "I'm not talkin' about 100 years ago, either." "I'm talkin' the United States Navy, middle of World War Two." "You know the reason they gave him?" "The reason why they told my grandfather he couldn't fight for his country?" "'Cause Negroes can't see at night." "Bad night vision." "[Flea] Damn, McCool." "That's unbelievable." "Thank God times have changed." "Have they?" "So, you see, O'Neil..." "I know where you're coming from." "To them you're just the new nigger on the block, that's all." " You just moved in a little too early." " Thanks, man." "The Israelis tried it." "Women in combat." "Seems the men couldn't get used to the sight of women blown open." "They'd linger over the wounded females... often trying to save those who obviously couldn't be saved... often to the detriment of the mission." "You were given the Navy Cross, right?" "Can I ask what you got it for?" "Since it bears on this conversation..." "I got it for pulling a 240-pound man out of a burning tank." "So when a man tries to rescue another man, he's a hero... but when he tries to rescue a woman, he's just gone soft." "Could you have pulled that man clear?" "You couldn't even haul your own body weight out of the water today." "Permission to get dressed, Master Chief." "Mr. England went out with a stress fracture." "I'm moving Mr. Wickwire to boat five." "That puts you in charge of six." "Why not McCool?" "He's the same rank?" "Because you were commissioned a month earlier." "Makes you senior officer." "Remember, there are no bad crews... only bad leaders." "[Sighs]" "[Royce] In the more academically oriented evolution... she's receiving better marks than most." "Plus, she's outlasted 40 percent of her peers." " With dual standards." " Actually, no, sir." "She's been going head-to-head with the men for some time now." "So she's lasted eight weeks." "That's wonderful." "Joan of Arc meets Supergirl." "With S.E.R.E. training coming up next week, sir." "Commander, we'd like to see more detail in your reports." "Let's include more background information." "Past training reps; medical history;" "any grievances she previously filed." "Understood?" "Um, actually, not completely, sir." "Am–— Am I being asked to provide ammunition against this woman... in case the outcome isn't what the Navy expects, sir?" "Absolutely not." "We're simply documenting as thoroughly as possible... in the event this turns into a legal matter." "Don't read anything Machiavellian into it, Commander." "I'll try not to, sir." "Take your leave, Commander." "Thank you." "Loganville." "Wilmington." "Coronado." "Bedsford." "This is deeper than we thought." "[Sighs] Look at Texas." "I count four–— no, five bases." "We may not have to suffer DeHaven much longer." "She stands to lose 6,000 military, 4,000 civilian jobs... maybe 350 million in lost revenue per annum." "Re-election's six months off." "The D.O.D.'s put her out of business." " [Men Laughing] - [Vacuum Cleaner Running]" "[Men Conversing]" "Yeah." "People in Washington are scope-locked on what's happening down there." " Know how they're talking about you?" " I saw a newspaper." "That's the public side." "Privately, it's all being documented." "I mean everything, right down to your breakfast and bra size." "Why are you telling me this?" "Big symbols make big targets, Jordan." "There's a lot of people who don't want to see you finish." "How about you, Royce?" "Do you want to see me finish?" "Look, I'm just trying to warn you." "All right?" "Get you thinkin' about where this might be headed in case–—" "Well, le t me just warn you." "I'm gonna go through with this... and the more everybody fucks with me, the more I wanna gut it out." "So don't you expect me back anytime soon." "Look, that is not what I want, Jordan." "I mean–— Goddamn it." "It is, but it isn't." "Do you understand?" "Still having a hard time making decisions?" "[Sighs]" "Jordan, just watch your six, okay?" "[Sighs]" "I gotta go, Royce." "Wait a se cond." "Don't–—" "[Dial Tone]" "[Sighs]" "[Helicopter Blade s Whirring]" "[Pyro] Survival, e evasion, resistance and escape." "This is it, tadpoles." "Your target t is inside an area of five square miles." "When and if you locate this facility... you gather up as much intel as possible within the allotted time frame... and get the hell outta there." "You will be penalized for early extraction, but even more for capture." "Trust me." "Welcome to S.E.R.E." " Get ready!" "Stand up!" " [Trainees] Stand up!" "Aye!" " [Pyro] Thirty seconds!" " [Trainees] Thirty seconds!" "Aye!" "First man up, go!" "Go!" "So, where'd they drop us, L.T.?" "At the line of march, 2-1-0." "And just for shits and giggles, let's switch to five for tactical traffic." "Maintain casual dialogue on assigned channels." "Slovnik, take us to 2-1-0." "Cortez, move out." "Move out." "Let's go." "Four clicks, 2-2-6." "[Slovnik Murmuring, Giggling]" "She doesn't have one fuckin' clue where we're goin'." "[Cortez] Shut up." "Cortez, Slov, you take my left flank." "The rest of us, move back." "Looks like she's right on the money." "I had a busted watch once, and it was right twice a day." "Cortez." "[On Headset] Target ahead." "Belay my last." "New rally point, my location." "McCool, Newberry, right side." "Flea, you come with me." "Let's move out." "[Jordan On Radio] Listen up, everybody." "We need film from all angles." "Record weapons, vehicles." "Count bad guys, Get ranks, if visible." "Slov, Cortez, check antenna for comms capability." " McCool?" " There's nothing there, O'Neil." "There are no prisoners, there are no guards." "Maybe we found this place a little too easy." "There's nobody there." "[Jordan] Cortez." " McCool." "Ten o'clock." " Cortez!" "What the hell are you doing?" "This is Team Leader to Team Fuck-up." "Knock the grab-ass off." "Get back to your positions." "You're compromising the unit." " That's an order." "Do it now." " What are these fuckin' clowns doing?" "No, Slov." "It's just a souvenir." "No, Slov, not–—" " [Machine Gun Fire]" " What the hell–—" " [P. A:" "Shouting]" " Let's go!" "[Chief On P.A.] Welcome to summer camp, boys and girls!" "Blessed is he who expected nothing... for he shall not be disappointed!" "Rendezvous rally point." " [Gunfire Continues]" " Come on!" "Let's go!" "[Grunting, Groaning]" "[Trainees Shouting]" " [Groans] It snapped." " Oh, shit." "Move your hand, man." "All right, don't move." "You're only gonna make it worse." " Oh, Jesus." " Aaaah!" "[Grunting]" " [Grunting Continues]" " Get up." "Get up!" "Get off me!" "I can't fucking breathe!" " Get him up." " [Groans]" "Aaaah!" "[Panting]" "Flea." "Are you all right?" "Yeah." "Yeah, yeah." "I'm all right." "I'm all right." "[Grunting, Shouting]" "Get down!" "Who's in charge here?" "Got any officers here?" " [Groaning]" " Got somethin' to say down here?" " You an officer." "Huh?" " Fuck you." "Fuck you." "You're too fuckin' ugly to be an fuckin' officer." " Who's the officer in charge?" "Huh?" " [Groaning, Shouting]" " You in charge here?" " [Blow Lands]" "I am!" "I am!" "Boy, that was stupid." "[Groaning]" "[Groaning] Oh, fuck." "Oh, God." " So you're in charge, huh?" " [Groaning Continues]" "Get him in the cage!" " Any other officers here?" " [Wickwire Shouting]" "Get him in the cage." "Move it!" "[Shouting, Groaning Continue]" "[Blow Lands]" "[Man] Third box." "[Lock Sliding, Door Rattling]" " Wake up, sunshine." " [Blow Lands]" " [Groaning, Blows Landing]" " Shut up!" "Get up!" " Don't let 'em break you, Flea." " Take it easy, man!" "[Flea Groaning]" "You know..." "I had an apartment this size once." "[Wickwire Laughs]" "We're gonna be all right." "Right, Wick?" "We're gonna make it, right?" "I don't know." "Last time I didn't." "What happened?" "I had a problem with small spaces." "But as you can see, I've–— I've worked that out. [Laughs]" " [Flea Groans Loudly]" " Are you hurt, or are you injured?" "Aaah!" "[Thunder Rumbling]" "Don't let 'em use me against you, no matter what." "Okay?" "Okay." " [Flea Groans]" " What the fuck is your problem?" "What's your problem?" " [Groans]" " Are you hurt, Flea, or just injured?" "If you're injured, we'll get you off the island and get you medical attention." "'Course, you ain't ever gonna see your crew again." " If you're simply hurt, we're just gonna carry on." " Which is it, Ensign?" "[Groaning, Screaming]" "What's it gonna be?" "Aaaah!" "Stop!" "I'm hurt!" "I'm hurt!" "That's a brave response." "What's it gonna be?" "Let's try it again, Flea." " Are you hurt, or are you injured?" " [Panting]" "Aaaah!" "[Panting Continues]" " Give it up, man!" " What's it gonna be, Ensign?" "[Groaning] Please." "Please." "Please don't fuckin' do that anymore." "[Pyro] Where are they?" "We'll just let you back in your hole." "He's done." "[Mock Whimpering]" "Aaaah!" " [Jordan Screams] - [Door Slams Shut]" "What is your father's name?" "It's a simple question, Lieutenant." "No reason not to answer, unless you wanna bleed." "What is your father's name?" "Dad." "How 'bout brothers or sisters?" "You got any of them?" "Dick, Jane and Spot." "You hungry, O'Neil?" "What's your favorite food, honey?" "Maybe we can get you something to eat." "Green eggs and ham." ""Green eggs and ham."" "Why didn't you carry out your wounded, Lieutenant?" "Was he too heavy... or were you just plain chicken shit?" "You're not gettin' anything out of me." "You might as well just put me back in the cage." "[Groans]" "You are in a cage." "Right here, right now." "I'm sorry." "Am I supposed to be afraid?" "Right down to your worthless womb." "This is my island." " [Jordan Groaning] - [Loud Thumping]" " [Groaning Continues] - [Pyro] Jack." "[Clears Throat]" "What?" "You got a problem with this, Max?" "Then get the fuck outta here!" "Get out!" "[Jordan Groaning, Spitting]" "[Sighs]" "[Groaning Continues]" " He tell you what was comin' in there?" " [Loud Groan, Panting]" "He didn't tell me shit." "[Groaning Continues]" "You think we should go easy on women, Lieutenant?" " [Screaming]" " Do ya?" " Fuck you." " I'm so glad we agree." "Two fire teams are still in the woods." "Who's gonna give me a fix on 'em?" "Anyone can stop this." "Just give me one good piece of intel, and it ends right here." " Ohhh!" "Ohh!" " [Chuckling]" "[Panting, Groaning]" " Hang tough." " Hang in there, O'Neil." " You got something to tell me?" " Don't do it." "Don't do it." "They're gonna kill you, O'Neil!" "[Groaning Continues]" "Ever think about what happens when you're captured, Lieutenant?" "Oh, yeah." "Just like the men do." "[Whimpering, Groaning]" "We practice these things so you know what to expect." "Should I practice bleeding too?" "Would that make me a better soldier?" "Couldn't hurt." "Not in your case." "This is bullshit." "It's a fuckin' game, O'Neil." "Mr. Newberry!" "You gonna be chivalrous, put a stop to this abuse?" " O'Neil, tell him somethin' or I will!" " Don't you tell him shit!" "Aaaah!" "[Trainees Shouting, Cheering]" "[Shouting, Cheering Continue]" "Get him!" "Don't let him get up!" "[Trainees Groaning, Hooting]" " [Spits] - [Cheering, Shouting Continue]" "[Groaning]" "Come on, get up!" "Get up!" "Get up!" " Get up, O'Neil!" " Keep on him!" "Hit him while he's dazed." "Oh, don't you look pretty." "Don't start somethin' you can't finish." " [Groans] - [Groaning, Shouting]" " Come on!" "Get up, O'Neil!" " Get back, O'Neil!" " Come on, Jordan." " Get up." "Come on." " Lay low!" " Be tough!" " No!" " [Groans, Sighs]" "You're a real fuckin' hero, man." "[Sighs]" "Guys, I'm savin' her life... and yours." "Her presence makes us all vulnerable." "I don't want you learning that inconvenient fact... under fire." " Master Chief." " Lieutenant!" "Seek life elsewhere." "Suck my dick!" "[Cheering, Laughing]" "[Trainees Shouting] Hoo-yah!" "Hoo-yah!" "Hoo-yah!" "Hoo-yah!" "Hoo-yah!" "Hoo-yah!" "Hoo-yah!" "Hoo-yah!" "Hoo-yah!" "Hoo-yah!" "Hoo-yah!" "Hoo-yah!" "Hoo-yah!" "Hoo-yah!" "[Cheering, Shouting Continue]" "[Trainees Shouting] Suck my dick!" "Suck my dick!" "Suck my dick!" "Suck my dick!" " Move out!" " Suck my dick!" "Suck my dick!" "[Shouting Continues]" "It was out of line in there." " [Nose Cracks] - [Groans]" "It ain't gonna happen again." "Yeah, it will." "Maybe not with you or with these guys or with me." "She's not the problem." "We are." "[Man On Telephone] She just made it through S.E.R.E. training." " She actually made it." " Goddamn, that girl is good." "Oh, by the way, Newsweek called." " They want to do a cover story on you and G.I. Jane." " Wonderful news, Peter." "Let's talk about this when I get back to the office." "Thank you, darling." "Newsweek." "Great." "They can come take your picture at the retirement home in Waco." "Five of our bases they wanna close." "D.O.D. tried this trick with Resnik in California five years ago and it worked." "He was not re-elected." "You want that to happen in Texas?" "Douglas, nothing's final till you see it on CNN." "There's a reason they gave you that hit list." "You think they want a horse trade?" "I think they're waitin' for your call." "Hey." "Hi, O'Neil." "I would've paid money to have been there." " Oh, you heard, huh?" " I think it was on the evening news." "Geez." "Just what I need–— more P.R." "[Laughing] Listen, a few of us are gonna go over to the beach." "It's just a barbecue." "No big deal." "You wanna come along?" "Well, actually, my crew has invited me out for a drink." "Ooh, progress." "Well, however slow, however painful, I think they're coming around." "Give me a few minutes." "I'll give you a lift." "[Jordan] Okay." "Cool." "## [Rock]" "[Man] I got the next game!" "[Man #2] Another round!" "I got this round." " You saw Flea?" " Yeah." " How's he doin'?" " Think his leg's gonna heal all right." "I don't know about the rest of him." "He went out on medical." "They'll roll him back through." "Yeah, well, they may let him back... but I don't know if they'll let him finish." "If they want you out, man, they'll find a way." " I'm still here." " Hoo-yah!" "Great job." "Oww!" "[Laughs]" "Yeah?" "You know, O'Neil, I like you better when you drink." "You know, Cortez, I like you better when I drink." "[Man] Shots are up, fellas!" " Hoo-yah, shots!" " [Man #2] Hoo-yah, shots!" " Joe." "Yeah." "We need a couple more." " [All Chattering]" "Here we go." "Everybody's got one?" "All right, people." "We've been through a lot of shit." "Here's to the living." " Who's got the toast?" " [Wickwire] I've got one." "Um, you guys re-remember this one?" "[Men Shouting] Suck my dick!" "[All Cheering] Hoo-yah!" "Just keep it down, all right?" "Hey, Jordan, I was, uh, wondering... if you, um–— [Clears Throat] you're all right." " I gotta get out of here." " [Men Laughing]" "[Laughing Continues]" "# In a world of fire #" "# Really wouldn't want us to fight for them #" "# 'Cause they're not even born #" "# We can't even fight for ourselves anymore #" "# That's why #" "Ain't really none of my business, but I say leave the bastard." "# The future is a war#" "# Out the window went the perfect past #" "# A participle, particle An atom to smash #" "# And smash and smash and smash and smash and smash and smash again #" "# Didn't we used to know ourselves when #" "# Didn't we ever used to be friends #" "# Before a billion years went down the drain and that's why #" "# The future is a war#" "# The future is a war ##" "[Blondell] Hey, there." "Hi." " [Camera Shutter Clicking]" " What happened?" "Where are the guys?" "[Jordan] Well, you know." "I just wasn't into picking up chicks." "[Chattering Continues]" "[Camera Shutter Clicking]" "Wait a second." "On a real world op, we always use back-ups." "Two is one, one is none." " Is that understood?" " [Man] Yeah!" "O'Neil to C.O. office." "O'Neil, the C.O. wants you in his office." " Hey." " Lieutenant, they're waiting." "This is Admiral Gallow and Lieutenant Burke... from the Judge Advocate General's office." "Have a seat, Lieutenant." "I don't know, uh, a delicate way to say this, Lieutenant... so I'm not going to try." "Claims have been made that you have, uh... engaged in fraternization of the same sex variety." "Specifically that you were..." ""seen in public venues with another female officer at a time and manner... as to suggest conduct unbecoming an officer."" "Sir, is someone suggesting that I'm a lesbian?" "We're not asking if you are, Lieutenant... and you're not required to respond even if asked." "This is merely an informal inquiry." "Where did you get these?" "The source of these photographs is also a part of our investigation." "I see." "They were sent anonymously." "Sir, I'd like to tell you that this is completely groundless... and in no way did anything happen with Lt. Blondell and myself." "I find this just as distasteful as you, Lieutenant." "You will be required... to cooperate with JAG and N.I.S." "Naturally, you will be given a desk pending the outcome." "A desk?" "Oh, this is–—" "Captain, obviously someone is trying to sabotage my training." "You may repeat your training... at a future date, if cleared." " I can't go through this shit again." " Ratchet down, Lieutenant." "I would not choose to repeat the training, sir... nor do I care to drive a desk... pending the outcome of this malicious allegation." "Now, I respectfully request you keep me with my crew or you send me packing." "That sounded dangerously like an ultimatum." "You take it as you will, sir." "Don't worry." "It's me they're after." "[Bell Clangs]" "[Clanging]" "# I remember#" "# Holding on #" "# All them long and lonely nights #" "# I've put you through #" "# Somewhere in there #" "# I'm sure I made you cry #" "# But I can't remember#" "# If we said good-bye ##" "Hey." "I couldn't get the gas back on." "I guess you've heard." "Yeah." "More than I really wanted to." "[Sighs]" "There was a time I wanted you to fail... but it was only so I could have you close... and safe... and all to myself." "[Sighs] But you'd be hell to live with." "[Both Laughing]" "[Whispers] I love you." "Okay." "Here it is." " Take a look at these." " Switch ya." "Now, this was faxed to the JAG office Tuesday." "Arrived on my desk Wednesday morning." " What do you see?" " [Thunder Rumbling]" "You see this?" "What do you see?" "Take a look on the right." " [Jordan] Shit." " That's right." "How important is this to you, Jordan?" "I'm just asking." "I'm just asking." " [Man On!" "TV] Bridgeport Naval Base." " Wait." "Look at this." "In Tennessee, the board recommends closing Fort Meyers... and the Brantwood Air Force Supply Depot." "In Texas, the board is recommending no closures of military bases." "Last week, five bases in Texas were on the chopping block." "This week, none." "What does that tell you?" "...in a manner equitable to all states... while burdening no one state with economic hardship." "First and foremost... this commission worked for the good of the country." "Of course, we anticipate some controversy... over our recommendations." "But we remind everybody–— Senators, Congressmen..." " Governors alike–—" " Uh, excuse me, Mr. Burnham." "Now might be a dandy time for that recess." "Till noon, everyone." "Jordan, I heard what happened... and I do so very much want to talk with you... but now is scarcely the time." "I commend you, Senator." "Those were very nice photos." "Yes, we did have someone taking shots... but for future publicity purposes." "I see." "So how did they end up in the Navy's hands?" "Well, you'll have to ask them that." "If I have to ask anyone again, Senator..." "I'll be asking on C-SPAN." "Jordan." "Come on." "[Man] Here are the Senator's case notes." "[DeHaven] Let me have it, boys." "Come on." "Quickly, quickly." "Close the door." "Jordan, nearly every working day I'm forced to make decisions... that would have Solomon himself shitting' golf balls... and half of those decisions are about political survival." "I don't resent that." "So if you've come here lookin' for me to apologize for keeping alive... you better pull up a chair, 'cause you're gonna be here for a while." "Tell me you didn't sell me out." "Tell me you didn't sink my whole career to make you look good." "Those charges will be dismissed." "Your career will go forward, albeit back here in Washington." "Oh, come on." "Don't tell me you wanted that kind of life." "Squat-pissing in some third-world jungle... with some guys looking up your behind." "I wanted the choice." "That's how it's supposed to be." "The truth is, the choice isn't yours, and it isn't mine." "American families are just not prepared... to have their daughters and young mothers in harm's way." " You don't know that." " Yes, I do." "Roper, Paris, Gallup, all the polls, they all come back the same way." "What are you saying?" "That a woman's life is more valuable than a man's?" "That a woman's death is more hurtful than a man's?" "No politician can afford to let women come home in body bags... especially me." "It was never gonna happen anyway." "Then why the fuck did you start me on all this in the first place?" "Truthfully?" "I never expected you to do so damn well." "I thought you'd ring out in two weeks." "Bing, bang, it's over, and we're popular." " [Door Opens, Closes]" " In Washington... you don't even need the Ten Commandments if you're popular." "I wonder what Secretary Hayes would think about this... if he was to know how you dealt me away... for bases, for votes." "What makes you think he doesn't know?" "Don't even think about playing politics with me, little darling." "You'll be up way past your bedtime." "And don't you think that I will stand idly by... while anyone smears my good name." "Now, you get those charges voided, Senator, and you do it today." "Or what?" "You like pissed off?" "Watch this." "Jordan, you're asking me to unring a bell." " I cannot do that." " I'm not asking." "Think about what you do before you go in front of cameras and embarrass yourself." " You have no proof!" " Accusations seem to be enough." " You taught me that." " Jordan!" "Hell of a game of brinkmanship you play." "I'm not playing games, Senator." "I gather." "I'll do it." "Somehow, I'll get you back in." "[Wickwire] Hey, guys." "Guys, come here." "Take a look at this." "Look who's back in town." "Lieutenant." "Come here." "I don't know what the hell's been going on in the last 48 hours." "Frankly, I don't give a shit." "Good to see you too, Master Chief." "Check out who's back, man." " Mr. Wickwire!" " Yes, Master Chief?" "Since the whole world seems to be awake at 0500... why don't you get your class out here and into formation." "Might as well crank it up right now." "All right, Master Chief You guys heard him." "Let's rock and roll." " Ready for round two?" " Hoo-yah, Master Chief." " Ready for me?" "[Laughing]" " You fuck!" "Hey, Newberry, you ever done one of these..." "Operational Readiness Exercises before?" "No, Slovnik." "Never operated in the Med." "Well, it ain't exactly dangerous, unless you're caught." "Even though the officials know we're comin' to test security... homeboys guarding the power station don't know shit." "Hey, McCool, remember that guy that got caught... setting' charges on the oil platform years back?" "I don't know, man." "What?" "Thomas?" "Taylor?" "I don't know." "Well, he tried to explain it was just an exercise." "Well, he was talking English and they was talkin' Arabic." "So, you know." " Did he die in prison or–" " I don't know." "Well, I hope you assholes are as ready as you think you are." "You girls are so full of shit." "No offense, O'Neil." "Jordan, what do you think about that, huh?" "Spending time in some Arab prison." "After six months with you, Slovnik, I might just fucking volunteer." " [Alarm Blaring] - [P.A.] Now hear this." "Now hear this." "This is the Captain speaking." "We have been directed to break from training exercises... and join the battle group Tango Chaser." "We are proceeding towards hostile waters." "Department heads make ready for battle conditions." "That is all." " Iran or Iraq?" " Libya." "At 0230, A D.O.D. satellite dropped out of orbit." "Normally, that's not a cause for such concern... except this baby decided to drop in Mr. Gadhafi's backyard." "What's more, I've got a range of search units–— Task Unit Scorpion–— already en route to the strike zone." "My problem is that their exit plan has gone to total shit." "Your C.R.T.'s are the closest unit with the right capabilities." "Your job would be to facilitate extraction." "Now, Master Chief, if for one second... you don't think they're ready for whatever reason, you speak to me now." " We'll be fine, sir." " Excellent." "At present, we are three miles off the Libyan coast... here." "Carrier support will remain within striking distance." "Their call sign is Las Vegas." "Now, your unit is to make an over-the-beach insertion here... link up with the Ranger Recovery Unit Scorpion... and escort them out without being detected." "Have the Rangers recovered the device yet, Skipper?" "Satellite power cells have been located." "They're humping 'em out now as we speak." "[Man On Radio] Scorpion Leader, Scorpion Leader." "This is Las Vegas." "Be advised:" "extract team under way." "Advise your E.T.A. Over." "Copy, Las Vegas." "Copy, Las Vegas." "E.T. A approximately one hour, 20 minutes." " Over." " [On P.A.] Copy that, Scorpion Leader." "Be advised rendezvous point of extraction team... at the following coordinates:" "3-2-1-5, 1-4-8-6." "I say again, 3–—" "Are we talking the KH family here, sir?" "The subhunter satellite?" "Go ahead, Lieutenant." "Fill us in." "The KH-12 Bravos are nuclear-powered." "The onboard plutonium is designed to survive re-entry." "Some kind of protective shroud." "The plutonium is, uh, weapons grade." "[Sighs] You know the drill, Master Chief." " Unfortunately, I do, Skipper." " Carry on." "Who's not ready?" "Inner door dogged." "[Man On Radio] Understand." "Inner door closed and dogged." "Mark and start." " Clear." "Clear." " [Jordan] Clear." "[Chief] Okay." "Mr. McCool, set up comms." "Lieutenant, let's go find 'em." "[Man] Set up a perimeter." "Lieutenant." "9-0-1 's." "Two o'clock." "Got it." "I still hold four." "Holy shit!" "Border patrol." "A little ratty-assed, but still." "Yeah, parked right in the middle of the extract corridor." "I got 25, maybe 30 with mixed weapons–— AK's, SKS's... a couple RPG's." "Scorpion's gonna need to be redirected." "Mr. Wickwire, come in." "Do you read me, Mr. Wickwire?" " I can't raise the beach." "You got 'em?" " Stand by." "Wick, you copy?" "Wick." "Negative." "I'll keep eyes on you." "Fall back, Radio Chaser." "No, Lieutenant." "I got the better eyeball." "You go back." " Chief, I think that I–—" " Lieutenant, go." "Roger that." "Wait a minute." "Take cover." "Take cover and freeze." "You got a vehicle coming towards you, coming up the hill." "Stand fast." "He might blow right by ya." "[Sighs] Nope, we're not that lucky." "Stay down." "[Engine Off]" "Lieutenant, if this goes down... make it silent." "Control your breathing." "Comin' at ya." "Twenty-five feet." "He's a big boy." "You're gonna have to take him from behind." "Twenty" "Fifteen." "Movin' to your left." "Ten feet." "Right behind ya." "[Man Shouting Native Language]" "[Speaking Native Language]" "He's turned around." " You want me to do it?" " [Jordan] Negative." "I'll do what I have to do, but it's my call." " [Gun Cocks]" " Here he comes." "Eight feet." "Six." " He's got ya." "I'm taking him." " No." "Fuck!" " [Men Shouting]" " Clear out." "Get back to the beach." "Go!" "Go!" "[Gunshot Echoes]" " That's the Chief." " [Gunfire]" "[Gunfire Continues]" "Chaser, this is Chaser Alpha." "Do you read me?" " Comm to Chaser." "Do you got 'em?" " Copy that, Chaser." "This is your lucky day, L.T. Stand by, Chaser." "Hostile activity, this location." "I say again, this location too hot." "[Panting]" "Request you advise coordinates for new extract." " Over." " O'Neil, slow down." "Slow down." "Chaser Alpha, loud and clear." "Will relay your traffic to Las Vegas control." "Over." "Also request gunship support for extraction." "Location to follow." "Over." "[Man On Radio] Roger that, Chaser Alpha." "Will relay priority to Las Vegas." "Give me the coordinates when you got 'em." "We're outta here, guys." "We gotta get those boats out to sea." "If we don't get those boats back to the extract site, wherever that is..." "Scorpion's mission goes down." "Leave one boat with my team." "I'll wait for the Chief." " [Men Shouting] - [Gunfire]" "[Gunfire Continues]" "RPG's." "He's fucked." "Sounds like Chief's running a little late." "We gotta go." "O'Neil, retrace your tracks." "Cortez, pick up the rear." " We're going back in there for body parts?" " You're damn right we are." "Do the headwork with me." "If he's on the run, he's not coming back this way to lead them to us." "Right?" "Now look here." "If we're here, and I left the Chief here..." "I think he's gonna make his way southwest... down this wash and out to sea." "If we hump it, we can get there and knock out any pursuit." "You work this out with the Chief ahead of time, O'Neil... or are you just clairvoyant?" "No, but it's what I'd do." " I don't know." "It sounds like a fucking crapshoot." " Hash." " What's up?" " Your team, take three boats." " Wait for new extraction location from Las Vegas." " Roger that." "The rest of us, we're gonna stay, make sure the Chief gets out." "[Man On Radio] This is Las Vegas." "Message to follow." "New extract at 0-2-6-7-5-2." "I say again, 0-2-6-7-5-2." " Over." " Copy, Las Vegas." "But those boats will be there this time, correct?" "Over." "That's a roger." "Sorry for the last." "It won't happen again." "This is Las Vegas, out." "Yeah, Scorpion, out." "Let's go." "Here?" "I think it's perfect for a parallel ambush." "We can suck them right in." "Yeah." "Let's do it." "Wickwire." "Come in, Wickwire." "[Jordan] What ya got, Cortez?" "Nothin'." "O'Neil, it's Wick." " Can you read my mind?" "What do you think?" " I don't see any other way." "There was foliage back to the south that was good cover, but that's high ground." "I think he'd just be trapped." " [Sighs] I don't know, Wick." "Shit." " [Gunfire]" "[Gunfire Continues]" "Well, I see the Chief, and he's got a boatload of trouble comin' our way." "Boys, let's get ready to rock and roll." "[Gunfire, Explosions]" "Hold it, guys." "Don't get trigger happy." "I got him at 30 yards." "Keep comin', baby." "Keep comin'." "[Panting] Come on." "Twenty yards." "Come on, Chief." "We're suckin' 'em–— We're suckin' 'em in." "[Wickwire] Hold 'em up." "Hold 'em up." " He's hit!" "He's down!" " He's hit!" "Gotta blow it now!" "Negative, Slovnik." "He's in the kill zone." "Las Vegas, this is Chaser Alpha." "We have heavy, hostile–—" "Repeat, immediate extraction." " [Groans] - [Slovnik] He's hit again!" "Fire, fire!" "Fire, fire!" "Cover him!" "Fire, fire, fire, fire, fire, fire, fire, fire!" "This is Chaser Alpha to Las Vegas!" "Come in!" " McCool, I'm going in!" " Shit!" "Wick, give her some cover!" " Yah-hoo!" " She made it!" "Come on, come on, come on!" "Got ya!" "McCool!" "[Wickwire] Newberry, give me smoke!" "Get him out of here!" " Let's go!" " Whoo-hoo!" "Stay down!" "Stay down!" "That's it!" "Let's fall back!" "Fall back!" "We're finished." "[Gunfire Continues]" " Your guys?" " Sounds like the right area." "[Gunfire Continues]" "Christ!" " Over here!" "Move, move, move!" " Give me a hand!" "[Shouting]" "Let's go!" "Let's go!" "Take the airwaves!" "Stay down, Chief!" " Break it off!" " Come on!" "Get in there!" " [Man] Four heartbeat!" " Push it!" "Push it!" "Push it!" " Six heartbeat!" " I'm looking for an I.V." " I'm trying to find an I.V. here." " [Screaming]" "He's alive!" "Give me some room!" " Slovnik, give me some room!" " [Man] All aboard!" "All bodies in!" "Let's get the hell out of Dodge!" " What a goat fuck." " [Wickwire] How's the Chief doin'?" "He's all right." "Hey, O'Neil!" "I'd go to war with you any day." "I'll never live this one down." "[Man On Radio] Tango-Niner, are you boys en route with cargo?" "Over." "[Jordan] Sundown, this is Team Leader." "We have the cargo safely in hand... and just tell whoever's listening that we're coming home." "Tango-Niner out." " Welcome aboard." " Thank you, Master Chief." " Welcome aboard, sir." " Thank you, Master Chief." " Welcome aboard, Sergeant." " Thank you, Master Chief." "Welcome aboard, sir." "Welcome aboard, ma'am." " [Bell Clangs] - [Cheering]" "[Cheering, Clanging Continue]" "# I remember#" "# Holding on to you #" "# All them long and lonely nights #" "# I've put you through #" "# Somewhere in there #" "[Salem] Welcome to the SEALS C.R.T. selection program." "You have volunteered for the most intensive military training known to man." "Attention!" "I now turn you over to my Command Master Chief..." "John James Urgayle." "# I recall all those nights #" "[Chief] I never saw a wild thing sorry for itself" "A bird will fall frozen dead from a bough... without ever having felt sorry for itself." "[Pyro] Boat crews, stand by your boats!" " Move your asses!" " [Men Shouting]" "# Was I just off somewhere #" "#Just to hide #" "# But I can't remember#" "# If we said good-bye #" "# I only miss you here #" "# Every now and then #" "# Like the soft breeze blowing on #" "# Through my curtains #" "# Each November#" "# I break down and cry #" "# But I can't remember#" "# If we said good-bye #" "# I can't remember#" "# If we said good-bye #" "# Ohhh #" "# I can't remember#" "# If we said good-bye #" "# Good-bye ##" "# The future is a war#" "# Out the window went the perfect past #" "# A participle, particle An atom to smash #" "# And smash and smash and smash and smash and smash and smash again #" "# Didn't we used to know ourselves when #" "# Didn't we ever used to be friends #" "# Before a billion years went down the drain and that's why #" "# The future is a war#" "# Losin' already Losin' everything #" "# We got swastikas hidden in magazines #" "# Sewed in the label of your slave-labor clothes #" "# And that's why #" "# The future is a war#" "# Men prove worthy of our fears #" "# Their strength diminishes more every year#" "# As they side with the enemy and throw down their spears #" "# Leaving women and children alone right here to face #" "# The future #" "# That's why #" "# The future is a war#"