02x01 - Fracture

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Previously on SEAL Team...

RAY: My shoulder wasn't messed up,
that boy would still be alive.

JASON: You lied to me, Ray. You lied
to the team, put us all at risk.

Yes, I did.

You're gonna go, uh, teach a Green Team

while you're rehabbing.

FINLEY: I would definitely say
you've got a concussion.

And you remember the whole incident?

[SCREAMING]

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

Bravo .

You'll be taking us to target.

Roger that.

Don't get us lost, Blondie.

Havoc, this is . I'm passing
Hextall. How copy?

ERIC: Bravo , this is Havoc. Good copy.

CLAY: Target building's
the northern structure.

Path clear?

- Creepers lingering on target.
- Take it.

Time to wake up the neighborhood.

[g*nshots]

♪ ♪

Hey. We're here to take you home.

[WINCES]

I got this, Jace.

I got this. Hey.

Havoc, this is . Jackpot.

Get up now.

ERIC: Good copy, .

Let's go, boys. Let's go home.

- Exfil, exfil.
- Come on.

- TRENT: Got hostiles moving on us.
- CLAY: Move.

Looks like the end of the line.

All right.

End ex.

Every one of you pencil pushers

better be checking off
that "perfect" box.

Yeah, we'll debrief when
we get back to the base.

CLAY: Come on, Blackburn.

Come on, at least tell us
how we did. Let's go.

You crushed it.

We're back.

So back.

Navy spent millions on you,

but a coffeemaker stops
you in your tracks.

What are you talking about?
I mean, six months here

and I still can't figure this thing out.

Must be a girl.

There you go.

I was just gonna do that next.

Yeah. Mm. Of course you were.

Right. Huh.

You sleep well?

Yeah. Well, you know what?

Mikey had the buzz saw going again.

You know, the kid can snore,
let me tell you.

So I ended up on the couch again.

I'm sorry you're still
bunking in his room.

No worries. We should've
bought that, uh, bigger home.

You know, the one that you wanted?

- Not what I was talking about.
- Yeah, I know.

Under the same roof,
but not sharing the same bed.

It's not ideal, but hey, look,
you see me complaining?

I'm not complaining.

Rent is free

and I get to see the kids all the time.

Yeah, well, they wanted
you here after the crash.

They were scared. We all were.

How'd it go last night?

Great. Team's clicking. [WHISTLES]

- That's not what I meant.
- I know.

It's... it's not my first
concussion, Alana.

You collapsed in a restaurant.

[SIGHS] Doctor cleared me.
You were there.

I was there. I remember what she said.

"Jason, we know so little about
traumatic brain injury..."

Stop. [GRUNTS] No. You know what?

This conversation
is starting to remind me

of when we were married

and we're not married,
but we're doing good,

so you know what? Let's be good.

I need a ride to school...
which, obviously,

wouldn't be an issue
if I had my own car.

All right, you're complaining
about not having a car

and I gotta sleep
in a Spider-Man bunk bed

with your snoring brother.

EMMA: Here's a vision, for example.
JASON: Yeah.

Dad wouldn't have to sleep in a
ten-year-old Spider-Man bunk bed

if he rents the house on Pine.

Either of you even look at it yet?

Um, you know what,
I tell you, I just, uh,

I haven't gotten to it yet.

Yeah, it's on my list of things to do.

Right. Avoidance much?

Okay, let's go.
I'll take you to school. Okay?

Love you.

- This toast's for you.
- Good day.

Juice.

- I'll keep that for you.
- Oh, thank you.

Yeah.

- No.
- You almost had me that time.

You cheated, Clay.

- How do you cheat at running?
- Cheated.

You... how do you cheat at running?

You elbowed me three times.

- No, no, no, no.
- Yeah, and then you cut me off...

- No, that's not cheating.
- like, three other times.

No, no, no, that's strategy.

- That's not cheating.
- Oh, is that what it is?

- Yes.
- Oh, really?

Look, maybe you'll get lucky.
Maybe you'll get me tomorrow.

Oh. Well, in that case, maybe
you won't get me tonight.

- Wait a second.
- What?

- Hold on.
- Yes?

- You know what?
- What?

- I'm gonna disqualify myself.
- Uh-huh.

I lost. You won.

You're a sensible man, after all.

Hey, don't forget that we have dinner

with Polly and Chris tonight.

Yeah, yeah. And, uh, brunch with
Pete and Lacey on Saturday.

Cocktails at Professor
Kilborn's on Tuesday.

You realize that most of
my brainpower is in charge

of keeping track
of your social calendar?

I'm just taking advantage
while you're still around.

Sorry.

Kabul. .

Bravo performed a hit on an HVT
and ran into something

no one had ever encountered before:

a sandbagged position concealing a PKM.

I don't know about y'all,
but a big-ass machine g*n

is the last thing I want
greeting me when I enter a room.

[GREEN TEAM CHUCKLING]

Evolution.

After a period of kicking down doors,

the enemy countered our approach.

Now, why am I sharing this, Benzo?

So we don't get our nuts sh*t off?

- [LAUGHTER] - Partly.

But the point of the story
is the point of Green Team.

It is to get you
to expand your thinking.

The enemy adapts to us.
We've got to adapt to them.

And most often, a split
second is all you got.

So how did we adapt?

We started coming in from the roof,

from the floor, the walls.

Hit them hard from everywhere
and send them on to their maker.

All right, get jocked up and meet me

in the sh**t house in five. Let's go!

- Sir.
- You heard him.

They love you, Ray.

Yeah, after a year here,
I've never seen anybody

take to instructing the way you have.

Yeah, no offense, Adam,

but I hope I'm not
looking at a year of this.

ADAM: It matters, Ray.

Teaching the guys who'll
be fighting in the field

to be better, smarter.

It's tough to imagine not doing this.

Yeah. Tough to imagine.

Get up.

Ugh.

[CHUCKLES] Davis.

You know you must be some kind of VIP

if the strip club has
your emergency contact info.

Oh, trust me, it-it ain't cheap.

[GRUNTS]

I thought the idea was that the
strippers take off their clothes.

Mm. I am what you call an innovator.

Yeah, you keep up the
partying, you're gonna be

- what we call unemployed.
- Oh, yeah?

"All in, all the time" doesn't
just apply to trigger pulling.

Listen to me. I know that the downtime

- gets you a little bit stir crazy...
- Mm-hmm.

but you've been pressing
the red harder than usual.

And all without my right-hand woman.

Still don't understand
why you grounded yourself.

- Something you want to tell me?
- Yeah.

That you're about one G-string
shy of an intervention,

so let's go, Magic Mike.

Sonny has landed.

The w*r on Terror continues, boys.

Dude, you reek.

That is the aroma of champions, okay?

Two parts whiskey, one part
Brittany's cheap perfume.

You ever take a night off, Sonny?

SONNY: Well, some of us like
more action than Crock-Potting

and Parcheesi with Lady Professor.

CLAY: What was with last night?

You running back to help Jason
with that pilot?

Jason's our team leader
and he called it in.

Look, that door was an open thr*at, man.

You know, some mudsucker
could've got the drop on us.

SONNY: All right, listen, wonder boy,

we're playing paintball,
not hunting Talimonsters.

And because you seem to have forgot

that Jason got his bell
rung not too far back,

maybe I was a little reactive.

Jason's squared away, okay?

Not trusting that
is gonna lead to mistakes.

I do trust that.

I don't take kindly, though,

- to lectures before breakfast.
- Okay.

Just trying to tell you, man.
It just could've been,

you know, a little cleaner, that's all.

Oh, I agree.

Bravo hasn't fired on all cylinders

since we lost our number two.

[DOOR OPENS]

All right,

who wants to get in the ring
with me and throw hands?

You ready to turn those
show muscles into go muscles?

- Shoulder's %.
- Mm.

Which I can't say
for your breath, Sonny. Damn.

Training cycle got you
crawling the walls again?

You know it. The whole world's on fire,

and we're sitting around here
playing capture the flag.

Hey, Ray, when you coming back?

Ball's not in my court.

Hey, Ray.

Jason.

How are the wife and kids?

Um, little man took his
first steps the other day.

[CHUCKLES] That's great.

Special time.

You know what? Good that you're around.

Yeah.

Say, uh, look, Jace, I wanted
to talk to you about, um...

[PHONES RINGING]

Well, looky, looky.

It is about damn time.

All right, bro. Got to go.

All right, let's go.

Come on.

Hey, Sonny. Stay there.
Wash up. You smell.

SONNY: Roger that.

Someone forget to call Mandy?

Agent Ellis is out of the country
building a target package.

Please don't tell us
you brought us in here

to go over Miss Mandy's
travel itinerary.

No. There's a situation spinning up

in the Gulf of Guinea. Keywood Rochelle.

It's an American oil platform
off the Nigerian coast.

It's been overtaken by armed militants.

SONNY: GOPLAT takedown. Hell yeah.

That is the white whale
of Special Operations.

So, let me guess, Americans on board?

- Is that why we're handling this?
- Yeah, American crew

- on board.
- Okay.

Two were k*lled
during the initial as*ault.

Right. Who's behind this?

An upstart group. It's called
the Delta Resistance Army.

Uh, right, okay. What's the ransom?

Doesn't appear ransom is the motive.

Sig-Intel indicates
three smaller tankers

steaming their way.

Look, small or not,

a tanker loaded with oil, that's, what,

at least $ million on the open market?

Is this some kind of oil heist?

In part. Their communications indicate

the militants have rigged
the platform with expl*sives.

Analysts think it's a coming-out party.

JASON: Steal millions in oil, fund up,

k*ll some Americans, and...

blow off an offshore oil rig

just to announce yourself to the world.

So, rescue the hostages and prevent
an environmental disaster?

Just another day at the office, boys.

The platform is stories high
and million square feet.

And we got to find the
hostages in all that space

before the baddies find we're
there and turn us into fish food.

I'm sorry, but does
every death fantasy of yours

turn out to be a shark meal?
Just curious.

No.

Maybe.

Yeah, maybe. Okay, infil ideas?

Platform's inside
of commercial trawling lanes.

- Go ahead.
- So I think

we infil on some fishing boats,

maybe gets us within a few klicks
without raising any eyebrows.

All right.

- Davis, trawlers?
- Already have 'em.

ERIC: It's wet season there now.

Talking about large swells,
low visibility.

Too rough for a swim?

Please, Lord.

Too rough.

I tell you what, low viz at
night... I say we go in on RHIBs.

Yeah. Infil directly beneath
the beast, right?

I can lead climb one
of these stanchions,

- drop a ladder.
- All right, so we're gonna need

an EOD, uh, specialist
to defuse the bombs.

Well, speaking of...

Gentlemen, this is our new expl*sives

ordnance disposal specialist.

Courtesy

of the U.S. Navy: Summer Kairos.

You know, I'm gonna
go out on a limb here

and guessing you're not from Texas.

California.

Okay, Davis, where we at with the ISR?

The bird's gonna launch out of Djibouti.

It should be over the platform
by the time we're on the C- .

But that round-trip's
gonna burn a lot of gas.

The drone can only be over
the target until sunrise.

Well, tell you what, we'll
be long gone by then, right?

Right.

All right.

Wheels up in two hours.

Got any business to handle,
now's the time.

- Hey.
- Hey.

- You're home early.
- Yeah, passport.

Been so long, I, uh, forgot
it wasn't in my cage.

You left all three here?

[SIGHS] Wait, are you spinning up?

Seems kind of soon.

Crash was only six months ago.

I'm not worried.

Which is why I have to worry for you.

I'm late for a client.

Yeah.

Look, Alana, hey.

I'll see you when I get back.

[DOOR OPENS, SHUTS]

STELLA: You don't know
when you'll be back?

No, it's just a little spin up.

Shouldn't be too long.

But you don't know?

Okay, so I guess I'll cancel
dinner at Professor Kilborn's.

Well, it might be for the best
anyway. [CHUCKLES]

I was probably gonna end up
sh**ting her husband.

That's not funny.

It's just that this scares me,

and you making jokes is not helpful.

That's not how it's going to be, okay?

I'm a big girl. I can handle your job.

I can live being afraid for you.

I just need you to take my fear
seriously, please.

Hey, boss, you got a minute?

What's on your mind, Ray?

Six months I've been
instructing at Green Team now.

Yeah. From what I'm hearing,
you're one hell of a teacher.

[CHUCKLES]

Just passing on knowledge
that was passed on to me.

Yeah. [GRUNTS]

Look, I should've told
you about the shoulder.

I put you in a tough spot.

But it's time I'm reinstated.

I don't know, Ray.

Might disrupt the whole flow
of the team.

You're worried about how
I'd mesh with my own team?

Come on, look. [SIGHS]

Jason, I lied and I'm sorry.

But-but how's it so different
from you misleading a doctor

about the extent of your concussion?

Huh. Sorry, that
a serious question, Ray?

- Dead serious.
- Dead serious. Yeah?

You lied to me. That's how.

And you're just gonna keep
punishing me for that...

Someone d*ed. Someone d*ed.

This is not about me punishing you.

This is about me not trusting you.

Big difference, Ray.

Well, how am I gonna earn back
that trust

trapped in a damn classroom?

Take care, Ray.

Yeah, you got your team waiting, right?

Yep, yep.

- Your family.
- Yep.

ISR spotted a skiff uploading six
more fighters onto the platform.

Brings our total number of enemy
combatants to around a dozen.

And confirmed an oil tanker
just left the platform.

Pumping oil's way too
sophisticated for these guys.

They're definitely making
the hostages do all the work.

Well, that makes our job even harder.

I mean, some of these guys are
gonna be in the control room.

But the others, who knows
where they're keeping 'em?

JASON: Kairos, you're up. All right.

Come on, swami guy.
Talk us through your deal.

- What do you do?
- ISR gave me

a look at their expl*sives package.

Looks like ten to kilos
of Semtex per charge.

It's a gnarly amount.

Gnarly. Okay. How long to defuse?

If they're on the same
trip line, five minutes.

If not, three minutes per,
once I find them.

Pray it doesn't take long.

Hippies pray?

What, are we gonna hold hands
and light incense after?

- Good idea. Maybe on the boat.
- Don't touch me.

All right, let's revisit
the topic at a later time.

It's gonna be a long flight.

Let's get some rest.

Hey, Sonny,

what you, uh...
what you said about the team

not f*ring on all cylinders,

you really think that Bravo runs
better with Ray as number two?

Listen, Clay, I'd kick
a hornets' nest with you

any day, any time.

But don't you forget...

you are just keeping Ray's seat
warm until he gets back.

You understand?

[GRUNTS]

[SNIFFS]

- Daddy!
- Ah, there's my baby girl.

- [CHUCKLING] - She already picked out

- her bedtime book for you to read.
- Yeah? Let me guess.

- Goodnight Moon.
- How'd you know?

It was a lucky guess.

- [GIGGLES]
- [GRUNTS]

Go get ready for bed.
I'll be right in there.

I love you being home, Daddy.

What is it?

Bravo got spun up.

Rolled without me for the first time.

It stings.

Maybe Jason comes home with
the knowledge that he needs you.

No. [CHUCKLES] No.

I mean, bringing me back
after one mission,

he'd be admitting he made a mistake.

Jason's a great friend, but...

you can't keep putting
your future in his hands.

He's team leader. I'm not gonna
operate again till he says so.

Last I checked, there
are other teams at DEVGRU.

What are you saying,

I should transfer out of Bravo?

That's exactly what I'm saying.

You're waiting on Jason to make a move.

But... maybe God's waiting
for you to make one.

You all right? You need
a Red Bull or something?

You look a little out of it.

Especially considering what
we're about to head into.

Out of it?

I'm in it.

Look, just, uh...

just don't let us get blown up, okay?

All good.

Look at you. We're not even in the drink

and you're rocking your shark bracelet.

Safe over sorry.

You know what really scares me, though?

Being separated from my team.

Being alone,

cut away from the team,

that's when the sharks,
they come get you.

How's it look?

No movement at the GOPLAT.

Here's hoping the Delta Resistance Army

likes their sleep.

Yeah, winds are pushing
opposite Bravo now.

Losing time.

Something on your mind?

I reapplied to Officer Candidate School.

Figured you should know.

Okay.

Didn't expect that after you
opted not to go last year.

Well, that's the thing, you know.

- Bravo is family.
- Right.

But that ambition that
got you into the Navy

and got you out of the hell
you were raised in,

it's tugging at you again.

People like you need to listen to it.

Leaders.

Me? [CHUCKLES]

Um... not yet.

You have a group

of the most dangerous,
egotistical men in the world

eating out of the palm of your hand.

It's because they trust you,
they respect you.

You are a leader. OCS just puts a stamp

on what everyone else here
already knows.

You get in, you go.

Havoc, this is . We're passing Tacoma.

I say again, we are passing Tacoma.

How's that storm?

Shifting the currents against you.

RHIBs are not gonna be able
to compensate.

What time's that put us on the platform?

An hour and behind schedule, Bravo .

Chasing daylight now.

That sun comes up, it is game over.

We lose any more time,
your team's in serious danger.

Copy that.

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

Havoc, this is , we're on target.

Got minutes to sunrise. Let's move.

, on you.

Bravo , this is Havoc.

Go for , Havoc.

You've got two enemy combatants,

armed, yards east of your position.

Roger that.

All Bravo elements hold.

There they are.

MAN: Down here.

JASON [WHISPERING]: Come on, let's go.

Let's go. Let's go.

All Bravo elements, continue infil.

Checking something

along that main flow line.

Yeah, my guess, something
that goes "boom."

Dodged that b*llet.

Yeah, don't jinx it. On me.

Last man.

[SILENCED g*nshots]

You're up. Do your thing.

You trip one of them bombs,

it's gonna be Deepwater
Horizon from then on.

What? Do we have a problem?

They're smart. Bombs aren't
on the same fire line.

I have to defuse them individually.

Spicoli, how long's that gonna take?

I got to find them and then
dismantle 'em. minutes.

minutes? That puts us
in full daylight.

Havoc, this is .

Situation's changed. We're delayed .

We gotta push back our window of exfil.

I lose ISR in minutes, .
We're in the blind after that.

We know.

Bravo ,

you'll be in sunlight with no overwatch.

We know.

Bravo , be advised,
more is all you've got.

Copy that, Havoc.

Trent. Hey.

Control room, me and you.

We do not want a gunfight.
We fight with our minds.

Sun's gonna be up when
we come back. You good solo?

Alone's my groove, boss.

Poster boy, hey. Haul your ass up top.

You got overwatch.
You cover his back. You got it?

Roger that.

Trent, on you.

The drone's got to be running on empty.

How long till it needs
to head back to the station?

Ten minutes until
we can't see the platform.

We're gonna lose our exfil route
if anybody else shows up.

Yeah, I know.

[MEN YELLING INDISTINCTLY]

Bravo , you on that?

Bravo , platform above you,
you've got a couple of hostiles

pushing around a hostage.

We have a jump?

Negative, Bravo ,
you start up those stairs,

they're gonna get the drop on you.

Bravo , clear a path for us.

Roger. Getting in position.

[MEN CONTINUE YELLING]

CLAY [OVER COMMS]:
Bravo , coast is clear.

Hey, where are the other hostages?

T-Two in the control room.
The others in the break room.

Under the stairs,

stay put. We'll come back for you.

Bravo , this is . What's your view?

All quiet on deck.

CLAY: EOD, what's your status?

Sun's coming up and I still got
some heavy lifting to do.

All right, well, stop wasting your time

talking to me, okay? Come on, let's go.

Trent, with me, control room.

Sonny, Brock, break room.

[g*nf*re]

Bravo ? A little loud down there.

SONNY [OVER COMMS]: That wasn't pretty,

but we have four hostages secure.

So much for the element of surprise.

Yeah? Well, you ain't
gonna mind this then.

Cover your eyes!

Go, go, go, go! Up, up!

Up, up! Let's go! Move!

Look, double-time those hostages
back to the exfil point.

We're gonna turn into pumpkins soon.

Roger that, boss man.

CLAY [OVER COMMS]: EOD, this Bravo .

Be advised, lost visual on you.

JASON [OVER COMMS]: EOD?

I'm a little busy at the moment.

We're not ghosts anymore.

No kidding.

They're gonna want to blow this rig now.

seconds, they won't be able to.

Bingo.

Bravo , the platform's secure.

Havoc, this is .

expl*sives are secured.
Send the boats for exfil.

Copy, Bravo . GOPLAT shut down?

It's about to be.

Don't move!

It's okay. We're U.S. m*llitary.
We're gonna get you out of here.

Okay?

Bravo , be advised, we've lost ISR.

We no longer have eyes on you.

Copy that, Havoc.

Listen, we need to shut this down.

The whole thing, the GOPLAT.

Disable the whole thing.
You shut it down?

- Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
- Shut it down.

- That's it. It's done.
- Done?

I code locked the panel.

Bravo , this is .
We're finished up here.

We'll meet you at exfil.

Let's go. Come on, move!

Move!

Got your last one, boss man.

Bravo , how's it looking?

Yeah, no hostiles exited during
the firefight or shutdown.

- Looks like we got them all.
- Havoc?

ERIC: Exfil transport is ten mikes out.

Roger that. Hey!

- [g*nf*re]
- Down, down!

Move! Move! This way.

Move!

[b*ll*ts WHIZZING]

Incoming! Incoming! Down!

JASON: Bravo , how copy?

Bravo , Bravo , good copy.

[b*ll*ts WHIZZING PAST]

One of them RPGs is gonna
blow this whole damn thing!

Bravo , this is . Platform secured.

Exfil. We're out of here.

Bravo , this is Bravo .
I got a problem up here.

The stairway's cut off.

Yeah, I'm gonna have to meet
you guys down at the bottom.

♪ ♪

Come on.

[EXHALES]

Bravo , you good?

Texas judge scores that a . .

Interesting form.

Port side!

We got you! Reach!

[GRUNTING]

♪ ♪

Hell of a jump.

Great job of keeping our asses
out of the fire, boss.

- Game on for a minute.
- Yep.

- Yeah, but we handled it, didn't we?
- Mm-hmm.

Same as we always do.

Yeah, it's just been a while since we

operated with b*ll*ts flying,
and without Ray is all.

You got some concerns there, Sonny?

Well, with pinup girl here
as number two, who wouldn't?

That's right, pinup girl number two.

I'd follow you anywhere.

And I'm happy we're back.

- Right, we're back.
- We're back.

Watch it.

[BOTH LAUGH]

[WHISTLES] Hey, swami.

- Thanks, man.
- Yeah.

Well, you know what,
you earned it, Eddie.

- You earned it.
- It was an honor.

Not every day one gets
to roll with the best.

Well, you know, I'm good
with the false modesty,

if that's what I'm
supposed to be doing here.

- Not necessary.
- Yeah.

I'm just saying Bravo has a rep.

You all lived up to it.

You know, uh, we're looking
for a new, uh, EOD guy.

Something permanent. You interested?

- That works for me.
- Does it?

Okay, just one condition, all right?

As long as you keep, you know,

freaking Sonny out.

- Loud and clear.
- [BOTH LAUGH]

All right? Yeah.

- Sorry.
- Mm...

Didn't mean to wake you up.

It's just, this is
kind of my bed now, the couch.

[CHUCKLES]

Oh...

- Hey.
- Hey.

- How'd everything go?
- Great.

Everyone's safe. Everyone's good. Good.

How do you feel?

Good, you know?

I'm back in the field.
Exactly where I belong.

- [SOFTLY] Yeah.
- Uh-huh.

Chasing a high...
somewhere else in the world.

Mm-hmm.

I-I got to go to bed. [SIGHS]

You know, Alana,
I think I found a place.

My own place.

It's close, so it's not like I'm not
gonna be around when you need me,

or if you need me for the kids.

- I'm always here for the kids.
- You're operating again, so...

it's not like you're around anyway.

What do you want from me?

Look, I'm...

I'm trying to do everything here.

- What I want...
- Yeah.

you can't give.

I'm okay with that now.

I am.

- I guess what I really want...
- Hmm.

is for you not to die.

'Cause we have kids

and they love you.

I'm not gonna die.

I don't believe you.