Stop-Loss

Improved Captions by Sailor420 !!! Hope you enjoy the film !!!

Eyeball, be sure to get me in focus, man.

Make sure you take the lens cap off this time.

Let's play some spades. Hey, Tommy's gotta go.

All right.

You out, Tommy?

When we see Old Glory flying

There's a lot of men dead

So we can sleep in peace at night

(singing) When we lay down our head

My daddy served in the Army When he lost his right eye

But he flew a flag out in the yard

Till the day that he died

He wanted my mother My brother, my sister and me

To grow up and live happy In the land of the free

Now this nation that I love Has fallen under attack

A mighty sucker punch came flyin' in From somewhere in the back

Soon as we could see clearly Through our big black eye

Man, we lit up your world Like the Fourth of July

And Uncle Sam put your name At the top of his list

And the Statue of Liberty Started shaking her fist

And the eagle will fly And it's gonna be hell

When you hear Mother Freedom Stan' ringing her bell

And it feels like the whole wide world

Is raining down on you

Okay, open door. Open.

Brought to you courtesy Of the red, white and blue

What is that?

- Any Mexicans in there? - Fucker.

What's that? No.

Okay, okay, close. Nothing.

Hey. - Get these guys the fuck out of here.

Just pop shots, guys. Stay alert.

Get these guys out of here. - It's a go.

Yeah, sarge, just waiting around to get blown up, huh?

Cool.

Yo, check this out. Mich, she just sent this to me yesterday.

Damn, sarge. Your fiancée is hot!

- Appreciate it. - Heh.

She and I will make some cute Tex-Mex babies.

That's it. Now you cleaning the shitters. Keep it up.

Just keep it up. Go ahead.

- Oh, that's personal. - Oh!

Sergeant King, I just saw Michele's tits.

- Congratulations, private. Whoa, titties?

All right, Steve, deal with that car. Eyeball, take your post. Come on.

All right. Whoa! Stop! Stop!

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Hold your fire!

(over radio) Two Apache gunships are on their way for support. Do you copy?

We have two men wounded, one killed.

We need emergency medevac immediately. Over.

(over radio) Checkpoint 2, we confirm your transmission.

Medevac is on its way. Sending a Quick Reaction Force to your POS at this time.

(over radio) Roger. Quick Reaction Force to our position. Over.

(over radio) Make it quick. I have two men shot up! I need help now!

Units are on their way. - All right, send it through.

Get out of here. Get out of here.

Mount up! Mount up! Let's go!

We requested a Quick Reaction Force. Over.

We are pursuing insurgents in white taxi north through the city. Over.

Frank, do you see anything up there?

North! He's turning north!

He's on our 11. He's on our 11. - Rico! You see it?

- Fuck! Damn! Steve, you stay on him.

Can we hit him on the .50?

Not yet. Too many civilians. We cannot fire.

I got them on my 11.

You okay, Tommy? Hold on, here we go!

Look for a clear shot, Frank. I will give you an order.

Fuck!

Randy, Frank, cover high. Roger.

Come on.

Open door left. - Stack it up.

Go! Straight ahead! I got stairs!

Stay there! Stay there!

Stay calm! Stay calm!

- Adjacent room! Rico, clear?

- Clear! Clear!

Stay calm! Corning out! Rico, coming out!

- Shrive, that's a dry hole! Coming out!

All right, move!

Tommy, let's move.

Move.

It's an ambush! Let's prepare to move back!

Ready! Move back!

I got two hajis right across the street!

Smoke! Smoke!

Preacher, call in! Tell them we need immediate extraction!

Tell them we've taken enemy fire! Two went down!

Shadow 6, this is Shadow 3, Lollipop Quebec Romeo 133.

Pinned down. We need extraction. We have two KIA.

RPG!

Preacher, are you hit?

- I got two guys up front. Rico's hit!

Hey! I need help! Is he all right?

Come on!

Preacher, get Tommy!

Tommy, come on. Get up! Get him out of the street!

Come on, get against the wall. You okay?

Rico, no sleeping on the job, buddy. Come on.

Contact in the front of the street! Somebody get some smoke in that alley!

Get that door open!

Stay with me. Can you look at me?

- Is he breathing? Yeah.

Help me get him in here!

Preach? Preacher?

- Preacher's hit! Get him out of there!

Tommy! Get your ass inside right now! Come on.

Tommy!

Tommy, get your ass in there now!

Get down! Get down!

Steve, don't go in there!

Goddamn it.

Steve?

- Steve? Man, I'm hit! I'm hit!

- I'm on my last mag! - How many?

Got a guy that's on the stairs!

There's another guy at the end of the fucking hall!

Coming straight up.

Steve?

Steve?

- You all right? I'm all right. I'm all right.

All right, Steve-o. Let's get you out of here.

I'm all right. - Come on.

I'm all right. - You got it.

Look at you, man.

All right, we're coming down. We're gonna need cover.

Sergeant Shriver, I saw your last range scores.

You ever thought of sniper school?

- I used to. But?

I'm getting out. I'm getting married, sir.

- You're a hell of a shot. - I know, sir. Thank you, sir.

Puffing on Boot's cigar pretty hard, ain't you?

"I know, sir. Thank you, sir. I know, sir. Thank you, sir."

All right, listen up!

We have a bit of a surprise for you.

The good folk of Sergeant King and Sergeant Shriver's hometown, Brazos...

are throwing them a getting-out parade.

You represent the United States Army!

Hooah!

I expect every one of you to be on your best behavior.

Here's a list of things you will not do while on leave;

You will not drink and drive.

You pick up a young lady, let her drive.

Let her get the DUI.

You will not beat up civilians!

You will not fuck anyone underage.

I say again, you will not fuck anyone underage.

You will not beat your wife, you will not beat your kids.

You will not kick your dog. Am I understood?

Hooah!

Okay. I'll see you in Monday's formation, 0700. That's it.

Oh! Enjoy your stay in Brazos.

Did you get her on tape, man?

- No, I didn't get her on tape. It's incriminating.

She said she was 18, so fuck all y'all.

Welcome home, Brandon!

Well done, Shriver! Guys, welcome back.

Whoo-hoo!

Brandon!

Thank you, boys! - Thank you.

- Hey, baby! - Hey, baby!

Ow!

Beauty.

God bless the U.S.A.!

Two boys from Brazos.

Best friends since they were kids...

distinguished themselves by leading Brazos' High football...

to a memorable barn-burning division championship...

All right, Steve! and have gone to war...

and returned as heroes.

Staff Sergeant Brandon Leonard King.

We honor his exceptional courage, loyalty and selfless service...

with this Purple Heart and Bronze Star with Valor.

Let's hear from one of Brazos' own.

- Yeah! Speech, Brandon, speech. Speech! Speech! Speech!

Come on, Brandon.

Sign them up, sergeant.

Come on, Brandon.

I was... Ahem. I wasn't planning on giving a speech.

I was just...

I was just over there trying to do my job like everybody else.

Trying to bring my men back safe.