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Alone We Fight (2018)
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[MUSIC PLAYING] [BIRDS CHIRPING] MICHAEL: Hey, Falcone, you break left? GREGORY: No go, he's coming right behind ya. - MICHAEL: Easy. - Give me this... GREGORY: They're taking our shovels. We'll be all right. Hey you fucking found something finally. [SIGHS] You getting a good feel buddy? Fuck you, you don't even know what I'm saying. [SIGHS] These Krauts trip or fall, we jump on them, all right? Yep. They ain't got nothing on us. - Five of us, four of them. - SOLDIER 1: They need a fucking... At some point, they're gonna take a break, they're gonna get tired. - SOLDIER 1: We got these Krauts. - SOLDIER 2: Or trip or something. [SS SOLDIER SPEAKING GERMAN] GREGORY: [WHISPERS] I'm waiting for it. These Krauts ain't standing in the way. GREGORY: Yeah. - Am I right, Falcone? - Hang on. How about that bird you keep talking about? [PANTS] [GREGORY WHISPERING INDISTINCTLY] GREGORY: You get that guy before he takes his boot off. There's only three guns to five of us. I think it's worth a shot. MICHAEL: You sure, huh? [PANTS] [GRUNTS] - GREGORY: Hey, Private. - [LAUGHS] Digging this grave for them. SOLDIER 3: Hey boss, don't dig so hard now. GREGORY: You're just gonna piss him off. You just keep digging, keep your head down. All right. Slow down. Can't wait to see my dog. I got a pretty lady back home waiting for me. I can knock out one of them... [SS SOLDIER SPEAKS GERMAN] Throwing goddamn cigarettes at me now? Hey, hey, hey. What're you doing? Hey! No, no, no, come on. [SPEAKING GERMAN] - No, no, you can take me. - You're gonna get home, boy. 'Ey, you're gonna be all right. He would've shot you already, - if he was gonna do something. - Yeah, you're all right. Hey, hey, hey, no, no. - Hey, what's going on? - Hey, no, no, you can take me. - SOLDIER 4: What's going on? - We dug your hole. [AMERICAN SHOUTING INDISTINCTLY] Stop, Come on! GREGORY: Hey, hey. Keep breathing, you're gonna be all right. [AMERICAN SOLDIERS SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY] [GROANS] - [KNIFE SLASHING] - [AIRBORNE TROOPER RETCHES] [SCREAMS] [COUGHING] Keep pressure on it, keep pressure on it. How, how bad is it, Sarge? [GASPS AND COUGHS] It ain't so bad, buddy. You're all right. - Ain't bad at all, Goldie. - [GROANS] - We gotta keep moving. - [DAVID GROANS] SS are crawling all over the goddamn place. Run line ain't but a thousand yards from here. Hey, Davey, I need you to do me a favor, all right? I need you to keep those eyes open until you got a pretty nurse staring back at you, okay? - Hey. Hey, hey, okay, wake up. - [DAVID GRUNTING] GREGORY: Look at me, look at me. - Okay? - Okay. I don't wanna die out here. You ain't gonna die. No, no, you ain't gonna die. I promise you, you ain't gonna die. They couldn't kill us at Normandy, they ain't get us in 'Nam, they sure as shit ain't gonna get us while we're knocking at their front door. Ain't that right, Boston? Couldn't have said it better myself, Sarge. Mikey, I need you to do me a favor. I need you to carry him, all right? I'm gonna take point. - Let's go. - Let's go, buddy. - [DAVID COUGHS] - We got you, we got you. - We're going this way. - [DAVID GRUNTS] [BIRDS CHIRPING] MICHAEL: [WHISPERS] That's all. Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, we're the good guys, all right? - Stand down. - I thought you boys were dead. Krauts didn't get so lucky. [SCREAMS] Medic! - Come on, Mikey. - Almost there, Goldie. GREGORY: Just lay him right here. - Right here, right here. - MICHAEL: Stay with me Goldie. - Stay with me. - GREGORY: Gently, - gently, gently, gently. - [MICHAEL SIGHS] Here we go. Just hold on a little while longer. Stay with me, Goldie. Hold on. It's gonna be all right buddy. - You're okay, you're okay. - Move back, Private. - I'm staying right here. - No, you can't, please. Move back and let us do our job. Private, that's an order. Get back. [BREATHING HEAVILY] Three bullets. Center mass. One behind the left rib. Two went straight through. He's got blood in his lungs. We need to get him in the tent now. Stretcher! He's gonna be all right, right? Come on, Mikey, get to the other side, come on. - Come on, one. - [ALL GRUNTS] [JACKIE] One, two, three! We'll do the best we can. Your boy's not in good shape. [screams] [BIRDS CHIRPING] He's gonna be okay, Mikey. - [LIGHTER CLINKS] - I have a feeling. He's gonna be all right. I'm sorry, Sergeant. They said you've been collecting those, sending personal letters back to their families. Yeah. It's an honorable thing you do. I'm sure it's not easy. I thought it was hard writing letters to my own family. But it pales in the comparison... to having to write dads, tell 'em their boys ain't coming home anymore. He feel any pain? We gave him a lot of morphine. He didn't feel much, Private. Thanks, you guys. We have some fresh chow in a few tents down. We heard you boys hadn't eaten for a few days. You should probably go fill your bellies. Let's go, Mikey. The only thing we look forward to around here is hot chow. If you find a paper, let me know. I wanna find out the score of the ga... Yeah, you got it. Archer, what the hell you doing? MICHAEL: God damn, look who it is. My sarge took one to the head. They reassigned me to your unit. Said you were getting low on supplies. Told me to bring as much as I could carry. Sorry to hear about your sergeant. He was a good man. We're about to go get chow, you wanna join us? I just ate. Thank you, though. All right. We'll see you after. - Thanks, buddy. - All right. [FIRE CRACKLING] How you holding up, Mikey? Just another day in Europe, Greg. I wish I could have seen this place before the war. And go to Rome... Athens. Well you already been to Paris. Is that enough for ya? Yeah, but it would've been nice to see it, before all the swastikas flying around, you know? Yeah. I bet it was pretty as hell here. Europe's just gonna be one big mortar hole after this is all done. Ain't gonna be much to look at, then. Time, Mikey. Time heals all. Does it? Why don't you tell that to Goldie? Tell it to Hickman, Benny, Cray, and Dillinger. Hey, I have to carry that shit around too, Mike. You're not the only one here. All I'm saying is, ain't much of us left, Sarge. Don't you think I know that? I'm your sergeant. I'm supposed to keep you boys alive! [CLATTERS] May we join you? I think we'd understand if you wanted to be alone. - Yeah. Sit. - No, it's all right. Good to see some friendly faces. Any word on when the line might move? Not gonna be for some time, I'm thinking. [MICHAEL CLEARS THROAT] We're outnumbered, out manned. This flank is falling apart. Look around you. We had some boys come in yesterday. They were from the 28th infantry division. The word is that the entire division's down to a few hundred men. They were referring to them as the... [SIGHS] the Bloody Buckets. The war'll be over soon. And we'll all go back to our lives and... the world will be better for it. What makes you think rainbows and sunshine's gonna be waiting for us when all this is over? When, uh, ideologies... and men this evil enter the world... Private, good men and women have no choice... but to battle against them. For the good of the people... then the world must change. And it must change for the better. Otherwise, Sargent... Otherwise... what is all this for? We have no choice but to change. And if we don't... well... [CHUCKLES] ...humanity's still young. Well said, lieutenant. This is the warmest I've been in weeks. [SCOFFS] Yeah, you're telling us. You boys should really get some rest. Especially before they call you out again. That's the best idea I've heard all day, huh, Greg? Yeah. NURSE: Sorry, Sergeant. [BIRDS CHIRPING] Sergeant. Morning, Sergeant. Morning. I won't say good considering you look like hell. Look, feel. I'm pretty sure this place is hell. No. Hell's warmer. Hell is empty. And the devils are here. Shakespeare? Didn't think you ranger boys were into reading. Always liked The Tempest. You ladies get the supplies you need for the medic tents? [JACKIE] No. The supply chain got cut off. Won't get new supplies for another few days, at least. Right. Those Krauts are really leaning into you boys. Yeah. [JACKIE] You okay, Sergeant? No. That soldier that just died on your table, he was... he was a friend of mine. Goldman? Yeah. I'm not sure I really have any left to spare, you know? [CROWS CAWING] Friends or soldiers? Both. I remember when I enlisted... Me and the guys at school, we wanted to enlist together. We heard that some of the boys in town had. And then when Pearl happened... we thought, "Shit, we gotta go over there, kill some Japs." Then Roosevelt's speech. Declaration of war and what not. We wanted to go over there, and right a wrong. Never thought we'd end up here. In Europe, I mean. When we landed on the beaches of Normandy in Omaha... those MG 42's, and the pill boxes, they... they cut down practically my entire football team. Damn near my entire senior class... turned into soup right in front of me. That's an image that I still can't shake. I suppose it ain't that much different than going to war in one of these. Boys just burn in there. It's like an oven. What's your name? Jackie. Jackie, have you lost anyone around here? Someone you know, a friend? More than a few. GREGORY: I'm sorry to hear that. [GREGORY SIGHS] This is crazy. How many of our boys have to die so we can stop one tyrant's... lust for power? And when is this enemy gonna give up? We have 'em beat, cornered, on the ropes. Yet they still fight. It baffles my mind... how one man can raise an army... behind one idea, one... symbol. JACKIE: It's just a piece of cloth, Sergeant. You start staring at it, like it has a meaning, that's when it gets ya. [GAS CAN CLANKING] [FIRE CRACKLING] The only time this symbol will be mentioned or shown... will be in the history books... as they talk about how free men fought tyranny and oppression... and won. GREGORY: "Mother. The weather has arrived, and it's wet and cold. The kind of cold that sinks down to your bones and stings your soul. Even when the sun decides to grace us with its presence, there's still a chill in the air. It's as if this forest were in hate's warmth altogether, as if it hates all living things. I haven't seen a deer since we've been here. But maybe it's not this forest. Maybe it's the enemy that we're fighting. The Germans have mustered their last line of defense and they refuse to surrender. They appear to be more brutal than I remember. More so than when we stormed the beaches at Normandy. They are monsters among men. I'm not sure why men have so much hate about them, but they are unleashing every bit of it on us here. Please pray for us. We rangers are tired. I'm tired. Pray for me. Pray that God gives us the strength and sound mind to return still whole. I love you. Your son, Greg." I couldn't believe it. [SIGHS] They got hot joe back at that med tent. I figured you'd want some. They got fresh water, too? - Crazy, right? - Yeah. Christmas came early this year. [CHUCKLES] Christmas. Writing that thing again, are ya? Yep. You ever gonna write home, Boston? I don't see no cause for it. I mean, why I gotta put my pops through that? We're all ghosts out here anyway, ain't we? [SIGHS] Just going through the paces is all. I still got a heartbeat. Doesn't look like that jaw of yours is gonna stop flapping any time soon. We're defying the odds on the daily. Don't you think? Yeah, for how much longer you think that's gonna go? You gotta will it, Mikey. You gotta will it. This is a death factory. It's a meat grinder for anyone wearing an allied patch. I know that, and you know that. Wait a minute. You're telling me you're not the slightest bit excited to get home and watch my Yanks beat the shit out of your Red Sox? - Not even a bit? - Ain't gonna happen, Greg. - No way, no how. - Why is that? You got Cronin the Catfish, and Peacock. [CHUCKLES] Peacock. Give me a break. I'll be damned if any ball's getting through any one of 'em. - We got Chandler. - Chandler? You ain't got shit. [MICHAEL COUGHING] We're gonna make it through this war, Mikey. I promise you that. Yeah, I made a promise once. Oh, yeah? I promised your sister we'd see her when we get back. That shit ain't funny, Private. Pretty funny, Sarge, to see your face right now. I'm gonna slug you if you keep talking - about my sister that way. - [MICHAEL CHUCKLING] - Flowers. - What? - Flowers. - What about 'em? I'd like to make it back, take some dame out, and give her some flowers. Maybe go dancing. Maybe go see a picture show. Yeah, that'd be nice. [BOMB WHISTLING, BOOM ECHOING] Got a fire in the hole, Sarge! [BOMB WHISTLING] You hear that whistle? Those ain't no 88s! - [BOMB WHISTLING] - What... What's the modus? Border team's gotta be a few hundred yards that way into the tree line. [BOMB WHISTLING] You got enough M-Blocks over there? - Yeah. Plenty. - [BOMB WHISTLING] - Boston! - Yeah? [BOMB WHISTLING] [GREGORY GROANS] What do you say we go find that mortar team, yeah? - [BOMB WHISTLING] - [BOMB EXPLODING] Right after you, Sarge. - [BOMB WHISTLING] - [GREGORY GRUNTS] [BOMB EXPLODING] - [BOMB WHISTLING] - [BOMB EXPLODING] [PANTING] Right now. [BOMB EXPLODING CONTINUES] [PANTING] I got one loader, two support. [SS SOLDIERS YELLING IN GERMAN] [GUNSHOTS FIRE] [SS SOLDIER YELLS IN GERMAN] [CONTINUE YELLING IN GERMAN] [MICHAEL GRUNTS] If there's so much as breath in their lungs, we fire. Ready? MICHAEL: Sarge! [GUNSHOTS FIRE] They're just gonna keep coming until the last man, Mikey. There's no surrender in these boys. The story checks out, Sarge. [HEAVY BREATHING] Oh, shit. Jesus Christ. They shelled our aid station. [SIGHS] Who does that, Greg? Huh? Who the hell does that? That mortar team. That was a suicide mission, Mikey. Ain't no way a three man team like that gets so close. This place was a target, but... for what? - The colonel's there. - Yeah. Grab all the unit leaders. Have 'em meet me in the comms tent. SOLDIER: Right away, sir. Something must be up, huh? Probably more shit news. I suppose all of you boys have noticed that the Kraut's haven't put the 88's on you. It's because they're concentrating all their fire power on our second armored just a couple miles away. They've been splitting Sherman's in half like walnuts. The SS have gathered in strength just to our north. They know that we are weakest on this flank. We don't have any tanks coming through save for a couple of M3s, but our supply chain has been cut off at the River Rur. Operation Queen is on the verge of failure, gentlemen. And we haven't been moving the line in days. And even when we do, Germans are killing 50 of our good men for every one tree that we take. [SIGHS] The SS are... they're about to make a push right through this flank. We got six aid tents with wounded soldiers on stretchers, and we do not have enough manpower or supplies to fend off another attack. You saying we need to retreat, sir? No, what I'm saying is, if we don't wanna see our wounded slaughtered and our nurses raped and murdered, we need to pull back, immediately. And even then, I don't know if there's enough time. Jerries are already on the move... marching through this goddamn forest. They'll probably be here by morning. Now listen up. [SIGHS] There is a, uh, petrol station about a thousand yards in from the line. It's not much, but enough to fuel German light armor, and give them Krauts a jumping off point. If we gear up right now, and I do mean right now, load up the wounded... we might be able to get some of 'em out of here before the attack. - GREGORY: Colonel? - Sergeant? We only got a few rangers left, but... I'm thinking maybe we can contribute a bit more given the current situation. Explain, Sergeant. What I mean to say, sir, is that... me and the boys, we head in them forests, and we take out that petrol station. You know, put a hitch in them Kraut's step. If we do that, maybe we buy these nurses and the wounded some more time. There's a thousand yards of forest to cross. And most likely, an MG nest and a sniper or two. Are you Irish, Sergeant? No, sir. If it's luck you're referring we're needing, Boston here is a leprechaun. He just don't look it. How many men you got left, son? I got three rangers, colonel. More than enough to get the job done. Well there's your mission then. You fellas get these boys all the ammo that they can carry. Now. GREGORY: Think they maybe get us a paper, we can see the score of the game? That'd be nice. You should get that arm checked out. GREGORY: Last paper I saw was from two weeks ago. [MICHAEL CLEARS THROAT] Lieutenant. We heard. We figured we'd get patched up before we gotta head back out again. Not much to fix on us though. Please. Sit down. [SIGHS] You took quite the beating there, Private. [GROANS] The kids in the school yard back home hit harder than these Krauts. Ain't that right there, Falcone? Maybe kids in Brooklyn. I don't know about Boston, though. Caught a window when we confronted that mortar team. Caught me unawares just for a moment. I'm sorry. What you sorry for? I'm sorry that you and what's left of your team is gonna have to go back out there. Ain't nothing for you to be sorry about, miss. It's our job. Just like patching us boys up is yours. Funny thing, though. I don't think I could do this every day. What's that? This. I couldn't do it. Those boys who go down in the field, patching em up, that's one thing. But here, day after day. You got boys coming in and you're trying to save 'em. Stopping 'em from dying. I just couldn't do it. You do it every day, Sergeant. I just don't think you realize it. You scared, Private? Scared? I ain't got time to be scared. Second fear visits your mind, you hesitate. Hesitation is what gets people killed out there. It would be okay, you know. What's that? To be afraid. We all are. I hope that helps. Good as new. Stay safe out there, Sergeant. Please. Greg. My name's Greg. Stay safe out there, Greg. [SIGHS] Hopefully, next time we see you, we've accomplished the mission, and you'll be safe and out of danger. Thanks again. See you when the dust settles, Lieutenants. [CLICKING] We got 12 of these grenades. Four a piece. - Sounds good, Private. - [METAL CLANKING] [METAL CLANKING] [CLEARS THROAT] Yeah, I'm full on dirty out six. Archer, you should probably, uh, load up another slinger, too. We get in trouble out there, there's no telling if any help's gonna be coming. Make sure you load up heavy. Sarge, you think we're gonna, uh, pull through on this one? We don't got no choice, Mikey. If we don't pull this off... and all these people here, they're gonna die. Seems like us rangers have been taking a beating, Sarge. Even if we do take that forest, there ain't gonna be no more blue patches left in the whole damn army. Rangers lead the way, Private. What, you forget that? Sarge, I think what Archer means is, we get stuck with all the shit jobs. I volunteered us for this mission, so that's that. Okay? I don't have to remind you boys. We're at war. Ain't no clean sheets, no comfy beds here. We got mud for pillows and the only thing keeping us warm is when we're holding our barrels tight after a fire fight. I don't wanna hear anymore complaining. We good? How many Krauts you think we'll be crossing out there? You heard the colonel. There's at least one MG nest out there. Falcone, what's that? Four or five men? At minimum. It's not the buzz saws I'm worried about. It's the snipers. This place is like a paradise for 'em. I hate snipers. Oh, yeah? What makes them so special? You can't rightly appreciate an individual who takes pride in... shooting another man from a distance. Cowardly. It's war, Private. Just war. Yeah. Their feet are a hundred yards. Don't mean much to me, as long as my bullets find Jerry. Seems like the honorable thing to do would be to look a man in the eye before pulling the trigger. Honorable? The enemy don't got that word in their vocabulary. I remember this Fourth of July, way back when I was a kid. My pops bought up a whole bunch of fireworks. Wanted the family to have a nice big show, you know what I mean? Yeah. He had all sorts of crazy things. Bottle rockets, poppers, mortars. He wanted us to feel real special. Anyway. Puts the crate down next to my mom's brand new Ford. And my pops, he loved the cigars. [BULLETS CLANKING] And he's puffing on this big old one like a chimney stack. Neighborhood's all around, waiting for the big show. He's puffing and puffing away, until it gets down next to nothing. He flicks this thing right into the goddamn box. [LAUGHS] Box explodes, colors are flying everywhere. Boom, boom, boom. [EXHALES] The fireworks start to simmer down, and... realize my ma's car is on fire. [ALL LAUGHING] [MIMICS MOM] "My car's on fire." Pops had to bring her to Atlantic City to try to make up for it. [CHUCKLES] Let's make sure we take out that damn station, yeah? Yeah. Yeah. Private. Let's take a break right here. Stay low. Based on the map, we've got another 700 yards before we hit the petrol station. We keep going at this pace, we should get there in about two hours. [SIGHS] Two days. We're going at a snail's pace. GREGORY: Better to go slow and stay low. Run into one of those bouncing Bettys. Based on the colonel's map, we got patterns and mines all over here. MICHAEL: Who's thirsty? Two full. Thanks, Private. The first thing I'm doing when I get home... is have my girl whoop up a batch of fried chicken. She makes the best damn chicken you've ever had. I don't care where you're from. What was your girl's name again? Molly. Blonde or brunette? Wouldn't you like to know. This is the only time I'll say this, but... I'll take that chicken over a dame right now. Well, that's a good thing, 'cause it's the only option you got. We'll be home soon enough, boys. Safe and sound. Soon enough. All right, that's enough break. [SIGHS] Archer, you take point again. Go slow. Stay low. Archer, go. - [GUNSHOT FIRES] - [ARCHER YELLS] [ARCHER GROANING] Sniper, twelve o'clock. Archer, you hit? Left leg, Sarge. GREGORY: Archer, can you find cover? I think so. [GRUNTS] - [GUNSHOT FIRES] - [YELLS] Private, just stay down! [WHISPERS] Boston. Can you get to Archer? - I think so. - All right. - Go, I'm gonna cover you. - Okay. [GUNSHOTS FIRE] Where are you, Sarge? Stay down, Archer. Boston's coming to you. MICHAEL: Archer, I'm right here. Stay down. GREGORY: Boston. I'm gonna flank left. Try to draw his fire. I'm gonna try to surprise him from behind. Archer, look at me buddy. Where's that sniper? [GRUNTS] - Archer. Look at me. - [ARCHER GROANS] Look at me. Look at my eyes. [GRUNTS] Look, Archer, just stay where you are. Falcone's going around. He's gonna get this guy, all right? I just need you to relax and stay put now, okay? We're gonna get you. [GUNSHOT FIRES] [ARCHER YELLS] Look, I need you to roll over and get to these ferns right here and I will pull you the rest of the way. [COUGHS] [GUNSHOT FIRES] - Archer. - ARCHER: Mikey. - You gotta come get me, Mikey. - Just stay put, relax. - Mikey, you gotta come... - You're gonna be all right. I didn't write a letter, Mikey. - I didn't write a letter, Mikey. - All right, you don't need to. You're gonna make it home, all right? I just need you to stay put, all right? Just stay right there, Archer. Just come get me. Just stay put man. - Save me! - Archer! [GUNSHOTS FIRE] [GREGORY BREATHING HEAVILY] - GREGORY: Got him! - [MICHAEL SIGHS] [FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING] GREGORY: He's loaded. Boston, I'm flanking left, all right? MICHAEL: Oh, fuck! Jam! Ugh, I'm getting lit up over here! [GRUNTS] GREGORY: Clear. Two Krauts down. Keep your eyes open. [GUNSHOT FIRE] MICHAEL: Sarge! I got a Panzerschreck over here! [GUNSHOT FIRE] [SS SOLDIER SHOUTS IN GERMAN] [GRUNTS] [SS SOLDIER SCREAMING] [PANTING] [GUNSHOTS FIRE] - [GUNSHOTS FIRE] - [SCREAMS] [INAUDIBLE] Stop. Stop! - [SOBS] - We're not them. We can never be them. They're savages, not like us. If we become savages like them, there's no point in fighting this war. [MICHAEL BREATHING HEAVILY] It'll be all right, Private. [MICHAEL BREATHING HEAVILY] Come on. Let's go find that petrol station. I'm sorry, Greg. Hey, you got nothing to be sorry about. You have this many Krauts coming at ya, you start losing your humanity. You've got nothing to be ashamed of. Come on, there might be more Krauts up ahead, we gotta be quiet. The night's moving in on us. No way we can keep crawling through these woods in the dark. Bound to have a Kraut step on us, or worse, stumble upon a bouncing Betty or something. - MICHAEL: You thinking shifts? - GREGORY: Yeah. I'll go first, do a few hours, then you do a few hours. Just make sure none of the patrol sees us. MICHAEL: All right. I'll go first Sarge. GREGORY: You sure about that, Mikey? MICHAEL: Yeah. I ain't resting much these days anyhow. GREGORY: Okay. Keep your eyes open, Private. You gotta open fire, do so at your own discretion. Copy that, Sarge. We're gonna go after that goddamn petrol station at first light. Make sure those Krauts pay for what they did to Archer. He was a good man. Let's finish this mission for him, huh? Yep. Think they're moving all those nurses and our boys out? I haven't seen any infantry armor. I think the colonel was right. They're gonna gear up and assault the flank early tomorrow morning. Get some sleep, Greg. Ain't nobody I'd rather be out here with than you, Mikey. Boston, I got one bag of grenades and one satchel charge. I'm gonna go around the corner, I'm gonna throw one grenade in. You're gonna have a couple of guys coming. I need you to pop 'em one at a time. At that point, I'm gonna take the satchel charge, throw it at the tent. I'm gonna also try to get one of those barrels with the gasoline in it. You got enough arm on you to hit that tent? I liken' my arm to Spud Chandler of the New York Yankees. I think I'll be all right, all right? I'll take that as a no then. [TANK APPROACHING] You hear that, Sarge? Light armor. Can't let 'em refuel here. They get that to the front line, our boys are done. We gotta move fast. [SS SOLDIERS SPEAKING GERMAN] [SS SOLDIERS SPEAKING GERMAN] [SPEAKING GERMAN CONTINUES] [GUNSHOTS FIRE] [SS SOLDIER GRUNTS] [GUNSHOTS FIRE] Hit the deck! [GUNSHOTS FIRE] Falcone, hit the deck. [SS SOLDIERS SCREAMING] [SCREAMING CONTINUES] Boston, let's go. [TANKS ENGINE SPUTTERING] [INDISTINGUISHABLE SHOUTING] MICHAEL: I got fire! [GREGORY YELLS] Reloading! Fall back! Sarge! [GREGORY YELLS] MICHAEL: Reloading! Sarge! - Boston. - Yeah? We got over a mile left to get back to base. Don't even worry about hitting the Krauts. We just gotta keep giving each other cover, got it? Hope I have enough M-Blocks to make it a mile, Sarge. Use smoke grenades, grenades, whatever you got. - Boston! - Yeah? Grenade out. [MICHAEL GRUNTS] - Boston, go! - Running! Jam! [GUNSHOTS FIRE] - [GREGORY YELLS] - Covering! Jam! - MICHAEL: Reloading! - Grenade out! Boston, out. [GUNSHOT FIRE] - Boston, you good? - Yeah! Reloading! [GUNSHOTS FIRE] [MICHAEL GRUNTS] Jam! GREGORY: Move out! [MICHAEL AND GREGORY PANTING] - [GRUNTS] - [SS SOLDIER 1] Oh, shit. [GRUNTING] - [KNIFE SLASHING] - [YELLS] [BOTH GRUNTING] GREGORY: Shit. No. [GRUNTS] [GREGORY YELLS] [GREGORY CHOKING] [SS SOLDIER GRUNTS] [GUNSHOTS] Mikey? [GUNSHOT FIRES] [MICHAEL GRUNTS] No! [SS SOLDIER GRUNTS] GREGORY: Jesus, no. No, no, no, no. Mikey, you'll be all right. You're gonna be all right, Boston. Christ. It ain't that bad. You'll be okay, all right, all right? It ain't bad. Oh, I'm out of ammo, Sarge. I'm out of ammo too, all right? It's a good thing that improvisation's one of our strong suits, right? Yeah, you got it, Sarge. [MICHAEL COUGHS] You're gonna hang on, hey, hey! Look at me. You got two hits. All right, that wound? The knife wound ain't nothing, all right? That medics gonna fix you up real good. We just gotta make it back to the line, all right? Now you're gonna get up right now. Get up right now. Put your weight on me. One, two, three! [GRUNTS] [BOTH GRUNTING] [GREGORY PANTING AND GRUNTING] Gonna come over here. Alright, I'm gonna put you down. That line ain't nothing but a few hundred yards away, Mikey. We keep this pace up, I promise you, we're gonna get back. We're gonna get you out of here. Keep your eyes open, all right? [PANTS] [GREGORY SCREAMS] [GUNSHOT FIRES] [BODY THUDDING] Mikey? [WHISPERS] No. You all right? Keep your eyes on me. Mikey, come on. No. No. No. No, what're you doing? Come on, Mikey, wake up. Mikey, wake up. Do me a favor. What? Give this to my pops. We had a good run, Greg. We did. [GREGORY SOBBING] - [GUNSHOT FIRES] - [SCREAMS] [GUNSHOTS FIRE] [GRUNTING] [CONTINUE GRUNTING] [SS SOLDIER SPEAKING IN GERMAN] - [GRUNTS] - [GUNSHOTS FIRE] [YELPS] [SCREAMS] [GUNSHOTS FIRE] [SHOUTS PAINFULLY] [BREATHING HEAVILY] [GUNSHOTS CONTINUE] [BREATHING HEAVILY] Fire! Glad to see you made it, Sarge. All the way! Let's go! Did everyone make it? Yeah, Greg. |
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