Band of Brothers

Standing in the door, I could see...

...the lights on a drop zone.

And I had to assume that was our drop zone, way ahead of us.

And... .

So we had the red light.

I had everybody standing up, ready to jump.

So when the plane started to get hit, and suddenly...

...the pilot gives me the green light, I'm out the door.

Got such an opening blast or opening shot from the prop blast...

...that it broke this chinstrap that we had on the helmet liner.

That's when I lost this famous leg bag everybody talks about.

Just from the shock of the opening. It just flew right off my foot.

We came from the sky.

We hit, and in any direction you went, there would be enemy. You knew it.

And that was all part of what you accepted.

How do you prepare yourself mentally?

Each man must do that himself.

Each man must prepare himself mentally...

...to make that jump.

In the back of your mind, you wonder what's gonna happen.

You know you've been trained and trained...

...and what your job is and what you're supposed to do.

That's what you gotta think about. We lost a lot of people that night.

But you try to put it all out of your mind.

Smith!

Give me a light.

Lip! Did Evans make it?

Yes, sir. He's in Lt. Meehan's stick, sir.

Lt. Meehan. Lt. Meehan.

Will could use some help.

Will!

Will, hey! Will! I need your help here.

Get ready!

Stand up!

Hook up!

Equipment check!

- Sound off for equipment check! - Ten okay!

- Nine okay! - Eight okay!

- Seven okay! - Six okay!

- Five okay! - Four okay!

- Three okay! - Two okay!

One okay!

Jesus Christ! Let's go, let's go!

- Does that light look green to you? - Let's go!

I'm hit!

Jesus! Tell Meehan to get them out of there!

Two o'clock!

Oh, Jesus Christ!

- Go! - He won't jump, sir!

- Don't listen! - He's staying on the plane!

He's not jumping.

- He's okay! Go, sir! Go! - All right!

Son of a bitch.

Where's the goddamn DZ?

- Maybe three minutes on this bearing! - We get lower, we won't need...

...any frigging parachutes!

- Slow down! - We gotta get some altitude!

They can't jump at this speed!

We there?

Oh, God!

Oh, no!

Let's go!

- Flash. - Shit.

That's not the correct reply, trooper.

- I say "flash," you say "thunder." - Yes, sir. Thunder, sir.

Musette bag.

Coach? Sir, it's Hall, sir. I was on the basketball team.

- Leg bag? - Prop blast got it, sir.

- And my radio and batteries with it. - Mine too.

Landed somewhere behind those trees.

Okay.

Follow me.

To hell with that!

Wait until they reload.

Go.

- Aren't you D Company? - Able, sir.

Means one of us is in the wrong zone.

Yeah, or both of us.

- Do you have a weapon, sir? - Just my knife.

Do you have any idea where we are, sir?

Some.

- So you're a radioman. - Yes, sir.

I was until I lost my radio on the jump. I'll get chewed out for that.

If you were in my platoon, I'd say you were a rifleman first, radioman second.

Maybe you could say that to my leader. When we find him. If we find him.

It's a deal.

First, I need your help. Locate some landmarks to get our bearings.

Keep your eyes peeled for buildings, farmhouses...

...bridges, roads, trees.

I wonder if the rest are as lost as we are.

We're not lost, private. We're in Normandy.

- Who's that? - Lt. Winters? Is that you?

- Sit down. Any weapon? - No, sir.

I hit the prop blast, no more leg bag. I have a knife and TNT.

- The 82nd boys got M-1s though. - 82nd?

- Where are we? - Sir, I saw a sign back there.

It said "Sainte-Mère-Église."

Flashlight?

Raincoat?

- You got a raincoat? - Yeah, yeah.

Seven kilometers from our objective. Four hours from our deadline.

So, we got a lot of walking ahead of us.

You'll stick with us until we find your unit.

Let's go.

- Where are we going? - Causeway 2, Utah Beach.

Germans in the fields. We need to clear it for our boys.

Five of us won't secure a road. That looey don't even have a weapon.

I don't recall railroads near our objective.

This is the spur line, parallel to the river.

- We'll see a road and bridge. - How do you know?

Because I studied the sand tables, all right?

Probably a frigging train or...

- Flash. - Thunder.

Lieutenant, is that you?

- Malarkey. - Sir. Sir.

- Glad to see you, sir. - Hey, fellas.

- Everybody okay? - Good to see you.

- Guarnere? - Sir.

You and Hall up front.

Who the hell is Hall?

Lipton. Go. Guarnere.

Wait for my command.

Grenade!

That's enough, Guarnere!

- Everyone okay? - Yes, sir.

Next time I say wait for my command, you wait for my command, sergeant.

Yes, sir.

Here you go, lieutenant. Kraut weapon.

Fine, Quaker.

- What's that guy's problem? - Gonorrhea.

Really?

His name, dummy. Guarnere, gonorrhea, get it?

So besides a shitty name, what's his problem?

None of your fucking business, cowboy.

- All right, let's move out. - Sir.

Quietly.

- You see him? He just sat there. - He didn't have a weapon.

- What's he gonna do, shout? - Shouts at me for killing Krauts.

He just wanted you to wait for his command.

Joe, he don't even drink.

Lipton! Wynn!

Anybody need supplies or ammo, now's the time to get it.

McDowell! You okay?

- Yes, sergeant. - Well, let's go.

I promised my brother I'd bring him a Luger. I got first dibs.

Check that one.

- The Navy! - Landings have started.

- Move it out. - Right on time.

- Yeah? Tell that to him, cowboy. - My name's Hall.

- That so? - Let's move out.

- Learn to return his fire. - It ain't about you.

- He heard his brother... - Malarkey, shut your yap.

His brother got it at Cassino. Found out before we jumped.

Morning, sir.

- Battalion will be happy to see you. - Where?

At the farm, sir.

Top of the morning to you, fellas. Enjoying the war?

Where you from, son?

Eugene, Oregon.

Eugene? You gotta be kidding me.

Popeye, did you hear this? I'm from Astoria.

- You don't say. - Yeah. Orange Street.

- Why are you in a Kraut uniform? - Volksdeutsche.

- Come again? - My family answered the call.

All true Aryans should return to the Fatherland.

- Joined up in '41. - You're shitting me.

Hey, Malarkey! Stop fraternizing with the enemy! Get over here!

- What got you to Eugene? - I was born in Eugene.

Really?

Popeye.

Hey, Popeye!

- Hey, Harry! - Carry on.

Easy Company.

- Hey, Popeye. - Good to see you.

- This here's Hall, Able Company. - Known as Cowboy.

- You from Texas? - Manhattan.

Lt. Winters!

- What's the holdup? - Not sure.

Five'll get you ten it's got something to do with that.

It's good to see you.

Yeah, you too, Buck. What's the situation?

Not good. Ninety percent of the men are unaccounted for.

- Lt. Meehan? - No one's seen him.

If he is missing...

...wouldn't that put you in line to be the next commander of Easy?

Hey, Lt. Speirs.

How many men of Dog Company got assembled?

- Maybe 20. - You the only officer that made it?

So far.

Still waiting for orders. You got some cigarettes?

Yeah.

Keep the pack.

Yeah, so I was in the plant in '39.

I was at Monarch tooling propeller shafts. What are the chances?

You and me a hundred miles apart, working at the same job.

- Hey, Malark! We're waiting on you. - Yeah, I'm coming.

I gotta run. I'll see you around.

Yeah, see you around.

Zigaretten?

Here you go.