06:25 AMERICAN SOLDIERS A day in Iraq 06:35 During the month of April 2004, the number of American casualties in Iraq hits record high from the official statement of the end of the war. 06:45 Here is the story one of those days in April.

07:00 Get to work, guys. We insure the area. You know how to do. The 2nd regiment has a new explosive. I say. You kept the thing Ellen and the kids? If it can’t be eaten, I throw it away. – Especially stuffed shits. – From Vermont, it’s not nothing. A stuffed toy… I have passed the age. You didn’t catch anything. It is a lucky charm.

She will tell you about it. Prepare a story. A goat ate it. Why don’t you, soldier! Mortar. An 80-3. Gotta clean that up for the convoy. With your men, cover the right. We, the left. – Understood ? – Affirmative. Go on ! Guys, stick me in the ass! Dowdy, Johnson, stay there. Peña, Caver, near the fence. I see them.

Come over here ! Cease fire, Dowdy! Don’t stay there. Dowdy! Whore ! Sergeant, you hear me? Sergeant, you hear me? That asshole Dowdy is stuck under the bridge. Send Carver and Jackson and control those shots. Then, go right with Peña. Hold your positions. – Open your eyes. – Affirmative. Let’s go ! Johnson, Carver, cover us.

 Now ! Go on ! Pena, follow me. Go on ! In position, sergeant. A pickup just passed, Ron. You should see it. Exactly, Sergeant. I see him. We’re going to grab them. Let them roll. We will have them when we return. I got them, guys!

I got those motherfuckers! – How are you, Pena? – I breathe. I got them. In your dreams, mate. Thank Uncle Deke instead. Nice glide! Open fire! RPG! Go on ! Doctor! Shit ! In defense, quickly! Take that away from him. The guts are out.

He’s bleeding too much. – We need a helicopter. – Nope. By the time they arrive he will already be dead. It needs to be operated on urgently. We can’t wait. A troop delivered equipment to an Iraqi hospital not far away. 5 minutes from here. The area looks calm. No way. Do you know what you’re risking? Fuck it, I assume. I was gone when you arrived.

I want to lose a stripe for the sergeant. – The same. – Me too. Whore. Keep it your damn braid. I assume. Carver, Johnson, Stretcher, here we go. Go on ! Let’s go. Gently. Breathe. Hang on. Hang on, Sergeant. Guys be careful at the slightest movement. – How’s the back, Jackson? – Everything is calm, Sergeant.

This shit can’t drive faster? We will lose it. We’ll look smart if we fall on an improvised explosive. Let’s be vigilant. It’s all my fault, Sergeant. Do not say that. You did your best and the sergeant too. It went wrong. It’s the war. – You must continue. – Sergeant. In your opinion, Delvecchio have a chance? He was emptying himself.

There will be blood where we are going. Don’t worry. I hope it’s mostly theirs. This shit town is creepy. Let him set up an infirmary, he will piss blood in peace. Listen, we’re his last chance. I would go to hell with it a tank of gasoline, for him. If it should go wrong, it’s like that. 07:40 Dowdy, open the gate and return to your post.

Johnson, code 240. Carver, a report. Doc, it’s the guys from last week? No, Sergeant. Pressure it up, Jackson. Must bandage it. Cold blood. Reposition the vehicles. I am dead ? No, we’re in the hospital. We’re going to operate on you. I’m doing well. Very well. Gently. Do not pull ! It smells of powder. One of the motherfuckers who was looking for the fight.

He will wait. Save the sergeant. He needs blood 0+ and a suture to the intestine, got it? No, if we don’t operate on them, the others will kill us. -Others? – Down the hall. Operate. Doc, motivate them. No, stay with the sergeant. You, get some blood! You, anesthetic. And start. Calm down, we’ve got you covered. Gently.

– Sergeant, how are you? – How are you. Gently. I am sorry. We were just coming seek help. – Sergeant? – Yes. He has an RPG. Down ! I always save your ass, Peña. It’s my job to stick with you. Do I deserve a raise? It smells successful. – Doc, how are you? It’s hot outside. – Its good. New: we have to manage.

The sergeant can be evacuated? – I’m done, but… – No “but”. It’s an order. Put it there, ready to go. If a helicopter is impossible, send reinforcements. No, I don’t have an air traffic controller. Come on guys ! Move on ! Yeah yeah… That’s too awesome, sir. Holy shit! Magnate! 08:15 Doctor, how is the sergeant? We have to go back to base camp, quickly.

Understood, Jackson. Doc says hurry. – Find a shortcut. – Sergeant. Why these guys piss us off so much? – We disturb them. – I do not get it. We fired Saddam, it does not count ? What would you do if they were in Miami? Let them not even think about it. Miami would be something else. They would get roasted.

 Touch my City and you’re dead! Exactly, moron. Nobody likes to be busy. It’s like living at their parents place. Doctor… Sergeant. I don’t understand what you say. Relax. Go back to sleep, stay calm. Let the anesthetic work. We are almost there. Stay calm. Do not pull, there are too many civilians. It’s not going to help him. We’ll never get there.

We’re not going to get there. Do something. We will make them a “Louisiana two-step”. Okay, Jackson. Pena, ready? “Louisiana two-step”. Say hello to my buddy, scrape! What’s this a “Louisiana two-step”? You will soon find out. Go ahead, Pena! How are you, Jackson? How are you, Pena? Nice job, guys. That’s “Iraqification”, damn it! Dowdy, shut up.

 A little respect, okay? – But… – No “but”. Same for the others. We release. We go back to base. 08:35 Guys, I have an idea. Cubans, handmade. One puff and straight to paradise! Mr. Miami, it’s not over as long as we’re not at camp. Put that away. Sergeant, stay positive. Do you know what he needs? A little ass from Miami. bikinis and girls the hottest in the world.

Party, every night! It would put a smile on your face. I thought the war was over. Build schools, hospitals… We get a lot of hate in return. I am nostalgic from Afghanistan. 08:50 Calm. They are welcoming until proven otherwise. Stop, stop! An improvised explosive! Stop! Where? Straight ahead.

– What’s this ? – Improvised explosive. Don’t worry, go back to sleep. Count the sheep, or whatever. Listen. Roll them all back behind the truck. Open your eyes. Push the cattle. Wiggle your sandals, an explosion is brewing! The field is free. Ready to shoot. – Stop that kid! – Damn kid! Doc, come. Damn, Deke! – Everyone is well? – Doc, come! Deke is injured.

How’s the kid doing? – What’s up mate ? – Its good ? – How are you. – My god, move! what is happening to you 7 – Where am I hit? – Calm down. I do not know. Why did you start running? Lucky bastard! It’s only superficial. Just a scratch, baby! Jackson, come on. You had some ass, Deke. I have two sisters at home of this kid’s age.

I don’t want to hurt my family. Nor any other family. I didn’t sign for this. It’s okay, Deke. All that blood for such a small wound! Lift it up. Guys, we have a job. Help him up. – How are you ? – I could have died. – Are you driving or am I driving? – It’s okay, I saw you driving! 09:20 Deke… – What did you feel? – What do you mean, Sergeant? When you got hit.

Oh yes. Fear, I think. Serenity. Serenity. Relax. You know, I want us to go home safe and sound. Let’s go home. – How’s the sergeant? – He talks in his sleep. – He has to give orders. – That’s a pretty good sign. What about you, Doc? How are you? As long as we are not at the base, I will be stressed. I feel like meat pie, all at once.

The trick to bait sharks. Have you ever seen Discovery Channel or what? – Do not think about it. – (read I don’t think about it? So what am I thinking? Think… On the best day of your life. you’re kidding 7 How do you expect me to get there 7 Grouch. Me, I’ll think about it. The most beautiful day… My duet with the sergeant.

well you do what you want with him. – But not in front of me. – Screw you! -Jackson. – Yeah. How do we trigger a car bomb? – Why this question? – I think we have one next door. Sergeant, a car bomb. Understood. Deke, reverse. We have a car bomb. What do we do ? – We’re backing up slowly. – OK. We step back. Course ! Go, it’s a car bomb! The small street ! Turn! Open your eyes ! Behind, shoot!

– Sergeant! – He’s hit! – The sergeant is down! – Factory, straight ahead. The sergeant is touched. I’m coming. Jesse, cover me. – OK. – Damn, the engine is burned out! Doc, come quickly. We must help him, come. Romeo, Dowdy, site inspection! Hold on… Doc, do something. Help him.

Don’t worry. Oh fuck ! Shit ! What ? What’s the matter ? – The artery is severed. – Do something, Doc. We’ll get you back. You are a fighter. Do not worry, stay with us. It’s not your fault, Doc. – Can’t clamp this thing. – Hold fast. – Listen. – What ? – Tell my mother… – I won’t tell him anything! You tell him yourself.

Alright, listen… You must be on your guard. Be careful. OK ? Open your eyes. And go home. Come back. Doc, help him. Say hello to Elvis. He’s going nowhere. He stays here. You are one hell of a hero. Come on, Doc. What are you doing ? Come on, keep going! – He is dead. – What are you doing ? He is dead. Sorry. He is not dead.

 Bring him back, damn it! – Calm down. – Bring it back. – Bring him back. – Calm down! Calm down, it’s over. Pena. What ? Save your pain for later. We need you there. Right, Doc? Sacrament. stop whining and show you got balls to honor to Sergeant Stalker. Understood ? I understood. Doc. Nothing to see with what you have done or not. It’s like that.

I need you. Sergeant. You are hurt ? It will be fine. There is more serious. What do we do, soldier? Good question. We are trapped. Good, let’s get out of there. Prepare the men. The base has been hit by a truck bomb. Damn it. One must keep until the troops arrive. Shit ! We take care of it. Prepare them, Jackson. Right now !

Pena. He was as much a friend for me than for you. And a good soldier. He is better where he is than here. But we have to do it well. Do you understand, soldier? Yes, Sergeant. I understand. Guys, it is a vessel with three decks. You know that. Carve, we have to go. On the left. – It’s shit out there.

 – You are scared ? – No, I’m sick of this place. – Then let’s go home. – You and me ? – Until the end. Shit ! It’s not our guys guess who it is? Romeo. Let’s go. Quick ! 10:15 a.m.

These Jihads are tough. Waiting for reinforcements we have to hide. Go to my police station, to the left. – Romeo, go ahead. – Understood. I am Lieutenant Ahmed. Your enemy is mine. The radio told you in trouble. You arrived just in time. – Thanks again. – Timely. Where does this pig come from? – Pork ? – The M-60, man.

Black market. It’s necessary… How do you say ? An advantage ? – Yeah. – Let’s take an advantage. 10:30 a.m. Welcome in the new Iraq. You are here at home. This is little, but it’s up to us. God is great ! Dont shoot ! What’s going on downstairs 7 He has a bomb. Do not pull. God is great ! Shit !

– Everyone is well ? – Yeah. Thanks. You are a real friend, you know. Doctor, help if you can. OK. Jackson? Cover it. OK. find the time to take a piss It is an art.

Dowdy, watch out. You piss on my boots. – Control your machine. – Sorry. Difficult to drain when you are pushed around. Dowdy, there are stamps to make the dick bigger. – Kiss my ass ! you piss on mine, there! Control your cocks! Yeah. Will we do it again tomorrow? All together ? It could quickly gossip! I did not mean that.

I know it. We’re doing pretty well. For the moment. We must continue so that we can get through this together. Until the end. Lt. – How many men do you have 7 – Not enough. – Difficult to swell the ranks. – Nope. A man killed is replaced by his brother or his son. The rest of my men is on the street. It was calm, but the shootings resumed.

There is no respite, is that it? Exact. Come on, charge. Sir, we have a soldier killed in action, 2 wounded, and the chief is very badly. We need help, fast. We are waiting for reinforcements. Captain? Whore ! So ? We have to evacuate the sergeant, alone. No. We’re not moving from here. With all my respect, there’s no way.

He’s barely stable. It must be evacuated. Sorry. Doc decides on this subject. What is that? A new rank? Everyone safe! Sergeant, are you okay? Dowdy, fetch the stretcher! Fire that shit! Raise it! Defense stance! Shit ! – It’ll be OK. -Points jumped. It bleeds. He needs a hospital. – And a real surgeon. – Impossible, Doc.

 Plan B’? Shit ! Must do it. – I’ll see if I can stitch it up. -You could ? I am a doctor. I never did that and I shouldn’t do it! Damn, do it. I won’t stay here to empty me, do it. OK. Pressure. Morphine. No, that would make it fall your blood pressure too low. I have a local thing which might do the trick. Tyler. I’m here, Sergeant.

If I don’t make it, take them home. You will be fine. – Do not be afraid. – Afraid of what ? To take the lead. You think you are for me a way to get there? With all my respect, screw you. I’m going, calm down. Just a second. Not a move! Move aside your weapon of my man. Lt. He was on the phone next door during the first explosion.

There we were together and he phones nearby. Calculate. You do not believe me ? Check. No no ! Cover Doc and the Sergeant. Nobody has to go home. – Nobody. – Understood. Who to trust if my men betray me?

Tell me. Lieutenant, are you okay? You can trust me and I trust you. Either we get out of it together, or we sink together. – OK? – Together. Yes. Push it, Carver.

My God. I am not a surgeon. Come on, your parents are doctors. It’s the same. I’m not cut out for that. I’m engaged to escape the pressure to be daddy’s doctor. \ Barely finished my studies, I was a nurse in college. Bam! Here I am, doctor. The sergeant deserves better. Better than me. Little by little, we are moving forward.

 OK ? The only way out is to believe in it. Doctor, how are you? I don’t know. What does the sergeant say? My heart is still beating. Listen. During this test, I thought about it… I never thanked you. Finally, openly. For what you have done. Thanks to the army. Like me. The judge too. Which judge? He gave me the choice: General interest work or serve my country.

So you were a badass? I liked the big cars others. The army made me go straight. Shit ! Special delivery! – Whore ! – Great. We have visitors. A truck bomb. – Faster than that ! – Deke, stay with Doc. Monitor access. Still there !

– Romeo, how are you? – Whore ! Romeo. What’s up mate ? How are you, guys? Do you still have your balls? Everything is fine ? – How are you ? – Yeah. Nice job, guys. We got them ! Rest in peace, motherfuckers. Whiskey, 1-0-1. “Lima Zulu” on the grid: 4-1-7-8 Q-1-2-2. To you. A big moment territorial defence. Guys, listen.

A good and bad news. The bad : the reinforcements are suspended. The maid : we have the coordinates, we shoot each other through the air! It looks like you went to war. It amuses you. It’s not won, sergeant. – Not true ? – Once stitched up, I’m off. I knew it. Your hands are magic. Where’s Jackson? There, Sergeant.

You keep Strong Apache? The squad. Holy team! To change adrenaline, go get the extra rations. Eat the food. Lieutenant, we have to go. 12:40 p.m. I would like to follow you but it’s impossible. Do you see it, I have to stay with my men. May Allah protect you and make your hearts strong. – May he protect you. – Good luck, Lt.

You are a good soldier. And a friend. Good luck. Ahead. 1:00 p.m. Jackson, enough to flirt. Good luck. Not really great like airstrip, but

that should do. Listen, the sergeant wants to speak. Before we leave, know that I’m still breathing thanks to you. If you keep this state of mind everything will be fine for you. Give meaning to your life. You are my best soldiers. Guys, the propeller is coming. Defense stance. – Go on ! – Let’s go. Will we get a permit? – No problem.

 – Where will you go if we have a permit? Paris. To do what? Go up of the Eiffel Tower and piss all over France. Dowdy! Yeah, man. With Craig, we’re going to Disneyland. It may sound stupid, but I want to go back to childhood. We age too quickly on the front. Anyway, me I like Snow White. – What a jerk! – With the 7 dwarfs… Whore, how she must have fun! – What about you, Doc? – I don’t know.

It’s still a long way off, all that. The day is not over. What about you, Tyler? I would go back at this hospital, see if this nurse wanna… Go dancing or… There’s nothing to dance to in Iraq. Yes, obliged. You can dance everywhere. I do not know how to dance. What ? You just have to move. Like that? What is that? – What ? – You just have to…

Let your body speak. The last time he got busted a fine and his buddy too! Dowdy! You’re pitiful without music. Johnson! – Beatbox us. – You will see this beat! Mr. Drum machine. Just go ! Do not make me laugh! It’s coming… Romeo pulls out all the stops! Look at this, it’s just for you! Whiskey 1-0-1.

Well received, Hotel 6-4. Sergeant. Shut up ! The train has given up the ghost. I repeat : evacuation completed. Good game. Shit ! Jackson, we move from here. Sergeant, the helicopter is coming. The helicopter? He was leaded by an RPG. What ? We go to help them. Go on ! Shit… You heard ? Let’s go ! Are you deaf? Go on ! We were going home! Whore ! Shit ! 1:25 p.m.

Hotel 6-4, this is Whiskey 1-0-1. Your location 7 4-1-6. 9-2-7. 6-2. 3… No! Shit ! We will never get out of this. It’s crap. So what ? We’re going to put our boots on. What ? Prepare yourselves. – We’ll look for survivors. – What ? You laugh? There will be nothing. – Shit ! – Bad omen. – What are you playing ? – Bad omen.

– Help me. – Lay him down. Go on ! Lay it down. – Good. – Lay him down. Sorry, Sergeant. We’ll be back, promise. Sons of bitches! It was here. The helicopter plumbers are not far. Squads 1 and 2, go! Be careful. Mess !

Dirty kids. Go on ! Do you have hatred? Me, I hate against you and your shitty country. Down.

clear or I am killing you! Go away, bunch of shits! Troy, how are you? – He’s a kid. – An armed kid who kills like a man. I didn’t come to kill kids. No. I say. You do your duty like us. Don’t think about it, okay? It doesn’t lead anywhere. 1:45 p.m. It will help. Here. Good job guys. – Good game. – Thanks.

How are you? How are you. Doc. Call the morgue. Tell them. Don’t stay there. Alpha 3-0, over. Down ! Mess ! Another burnt out engine. Get down, we’re seen too much. Jackson, shelter them. – Let’s go. – Go on ! Get him out of there! How is your transport you? – Get the truck out. – We got you, Sergeant. We’ve got you covered.

Down ! Open fire! Sorry, Sergeant, sorry… Cover me ! Don’t move, Pena. Shit ! Keep on going. – Is it serious, Doc? – You will survive. – Reload! – Don’t waste ammo. – Doc, grab the radio! – It won’t change anything. No one will arrive fast enough. What if we run out of ammo? There’s some in the truck. – To watch them blow us up? – Of the visit.

Who are they? I do not know. They have snipers. Take this ! – I love snipers! – It’s okay, Rick. This happened. No, man. – Bring him. – How are you ? – Yeah. – Lay him down. – How are you ? – Its good ? Calm. Romeo, the leg? How are you, gentlemen? It’s okay, thanks to you. Sergeant Delvecchio, 1st Cavalry and my men.

Lt Banning, of the Ohio Guard. Lt. Diggs. Sergeant Wilkes. And you know my snipers. Fucking shot, man! Finally… Sir. Holy shot! God be praised! We got 808. We did it as quickly as possible. Our truck is dead, are you taking us back? No problem. We will have to stop. We are military police. Transport of prisoners.

We’ll be fine. Carver, Aikens, unload the truck. Lt Diggs, make room for them. I am helping you. 2:25 p.m. Sergeant, don’t be tough. We are back soon. Morphine will relieve you. Yeah. It rushed. We lost a man because of your friends. We kill soldiers. America will leave its guts in Iraq. It’s your story. Your English is good.

I studied in London. And what did you study? Making explosives? Beheading? The right. That’s hilarious. You kill our men, we kill yours. Kids are killing each other. Why ? Explain to me. It is a holy war. Ask Allah, not mine, soldier. God wants to kill you. With Saddam, we were safe. I know it. The others too. You bring more terror.

Not less. Since September 11, we fight the enemy. It was Saddam. Why you too? For my brother’s wedding that you bombed. By mistake. Supposedly. My brother was not a rebel. He had faith in you. And you killed him. You killed my parents, my cousins, but not me. That’s your mistake. I will fight you until my death. 2:45 p.m.

Damn, looks like a kennel. They are all dehydrated. Good God ! – Come on, Jackson, come on. – They don’t wear badges. The CIA has raided Camp Zebra. Officially, these prisoners are dead. The Pentagon doesn’t want traces. It’s top-secret. OK ? Come. I introduce myself, commanding officer Federico de la Fiche. I am a warrior.

My battlefield is here, with you. My speciality : extracting information. Good. I share my know-how with you, and vice versa. Sooner or later, I guarantee it. The soldiers are dying in the attacks. We have orders to push the interrogations. – And the Geneva Convention? – It doesn’t apply to Camp Zebra. They are not prisoners of war, but terrorists.

Speak. Speak. Informations. Confess. Sergeant Wilkes, charge this water. Sir, that… – Do you accept it? – This is not of my resort. They interrogate. We transport. – We’re following orders. – Sure! I lost some good stuff. It will happen to you. The less we lose and the better. It’s better. Sergeant.

I’ve got a big problem. Here the prisoners are questioned, but… Damn here they are beaten, tortured and all. Sorry. I can not stand it anymore. Take control. It’s morphine. So what? If it can save an American… Think Sergeant Stalker and the sergeant. Us again, it doesn’t matter. They deserve it. It’s not them.

It’s us. We defend ideas. Or not. We obey a military code who says only that this is inappropriate. We have a duty to respect. Whore ! I go there alone. Not alone. I don’t accept that either. Jackson, I defend ideas. Not these. Go on ! Carving.

where are you going 7 They always cover me. Still. Who covers you? Me. Serious. Shit ! Watch him. You are hurting yourself. Possible. I distinguish good from bad. That’s bad. And if it’s going too far, fuck it. We are right. – What are you doing, Jackson? – Don’t get involved in this. Enough to ? You go… – Free him. – Throw down your weapons.

What are you doing ? We take orders. I work for the CIA. You have no authority. Whether. We’ll settle that later. This is your biggest mistake. To all ! If you release my prisoner… It is no longer yours. The entire CIA will fall on you. To all. Why ? “For the enemy?” It’s insane. – Nope. This is our homework. Banning, react! Go on ! Go quickly ! Say we took your vehicles of strength.

You are right. Get the prisoners out we get out of here. Sorry to get you involved in this. I never liked this camp. See you soon. Advance! Against the railings. Good job, Doc. And the keys? Stop! You first. On the ground. Kindly. – It won’t be like that. – Shut up, come in! 3:35 p.m. Good. Cracked ribs. The pain is there but at least you are alive.

Slow down. What is that? To the right ! don’t turn, it’s an ambush. Warehouse ! Help him! Everyone to the warehouse! Quick ! Go to the warehouse! Sheltered ! No, it’s too risky. – Pena, there! – Here ! These motherfuckers won’t get us. – Take me to the door. – Do not do that.

The farm ! The morphine works. You need a perimeter. Wilkes! Organize a security perimeter. Kelly, Cooper, with me! – Doc, come on. – My God ! They surround us. -The military police don’t do that. – The cavalry, yes. – Go ahead, encourage me. – I’m sick of you. You speak ! Watch Troy. Pena. Lets’ go ! Press there.

 With your fucking hand! Put that around his leg, he is fine. It’ll be OK. Do not worry. Come on, it’s good. Our snipers! Our guys are down, go ahead! Upright Go take shelter! Deke, I’m coming. Doc.

– Save him. – Move. – It’s serious. – Take care of him. Calm. – Gently. – Hold on. Let’s see, man. Holy shit! Was it worth it, Sergeant? Hold on. Please, say goodbye to my brother. Don’t go, hold on. Go on ! Hold it down. React! We’re all here, man. We are here… – Deke! – He is dead.

Whore ! Cursed be this hell! nothing here wasn’t worth Deke. Nothing ! Nothing. What am I doing without him? Nothing. Holy shit! Craig. We are here. All. -Jackson. – Yeah. You must help me. Sorry, Doc.

They need you. Must go. It’s endless. No respite. Lt. Sir, with so many bombs they won’t be long. Doc will do his best, but then we leave. If they progress we can’t hold on. Good… Let’s go. No weapon on the body, okay? It would take a miracle. 4:40 p.m.

– Doctor. – Yes. – Adrenaline. – What ? You heard. I want to be lively. Go on ! Sergeant… A dose of adrenaline, it would kill you. It’s certain. I don’t care about your opinion. Do it. It’s an order ! An order? Very well. You know what ? We get out of here and you transfer me. I’m sick of it. I hate that. I spent the day to see my men die.

I’m not cut out for that. Their corpses are proof of that. Go on ! Your bite? Here it is, damn it! Take it easy, Doc. Hold this. Don’t move or it’ll screw up. You are good. And you have talent. Never forget that. god alone could save Ron and Deke. Stop your bullshit. You saved me. You forgot it? Not me. Explosive! Look for survivors.

– Peña, cover me! – Shoot anything that moves. Your men! They are responsible. Shit. How many deaths? How many deaths, Jackson? I want to see. I had promised to bring them back to life.

I had promised their families. I promised them to take care of it. These weren’t real warriors, damn it! They came to help not go to war in Iraq. They perished under my orders. How do you explain that to them? I would like have the answer. But no. We… We thought we were doing well for them. But no… Shit ! They were better in their cages.

Mess ! good intentions it’s shit here! We call the morgue, they will take care of it. We have to go. OK. We need to help each other, Lt. Nobody won’t come to save us. Not today. – Let’s go. – OK. Peña, guys, come on. 5:10 p.m.

It is not finished. You have done everything. Prepare yourselves. Open your eyes. They want us? Let them come! I’ve had it up to here. Deke is dead, Stalker is dead. And us, soon. Why ? I’m engaged because of September 11. Iraq has nothing to do with it. Iraq means nothing to me. (read silly! It’s not for Iraq. This is for Romeo Aikens, we and the guys from Ohio. We just landed in Iraq.

It’s not nothing. Understood ? Stay focused. Mental strength will do the rest. This day will be hard to forget. Very hard. Sergeant. Look. Doctor, help me. -Jackson. – Yes. Look. Shit. Whore ! Damn, there’s no mercy here.

Blood attracts them? They’re stalking us like wolves. Fucking wolves. Impossible. – With this truck. – What about ammunition? Jackson. what do you say 7 I don’t know you but I’m fed up. The same. Lt. Banning. They stick to us. Here’s the plan… 5:40 p.m. Fire ! Ammunition!

Lieutenant! Johnson, a loader! Johnson, down! I’m empty! -Johnson! – I’m empty! Choke yourself.

Strike, rot! What ? Shit ! 6:00 p.m.

Doc, come see the sergeant. What’s the matter’? Quick Doc, look. Lieutenant, we have to get them out of here. So ? Can be OK. Attention ! Down ! Doctor, your donation use it! Down ! – Sergeant! – Okay, sons of bitches!

– Where are you going ? Sergeant! – What ? Sergeant! Nope ! I failed. However I did my best. Listen, Sergeant he is dead with his lion’s heart. Let’s have heart too.

You know, we owe him that. All that… I did it… We did it for nothing. For nothing! You saved him. To save us all. It’s not nothing, that. The sergeant would have told you. A perimeter.

Craig, they had M-16s. their ammunition, find them. Put it back to the competent authority. – Treat him well. – Count on it. Lieutenant, Thank you. I take them to the morgue. Fucking place!

It’s nothing. Let’s make sense to our lives. We did our duty of soldiers. It’s our job. Let’s go. 6:30 p.m. 6:40 p.m. The Ministry of Defense confirmed the death

of the following soldiers, killed in Iraq on April 12, 2004: Sergeant DELVECCHIO Angelo, 27 years old, 1st Cavalry Division. Sergeant STALKER Ron, 24, 1st Cavalry Division. CARVER Deke, 22 years old, 1st Cavalry Division. “The greatest wealth the United States they are his soldiers, men or women. If we put them on a path strewn with pitfalls better not for nothing.

their loss is a national tragedy.” General Tony Zinni, Commander in Chief, CENTCOM 1997-2000.