13 Hours: The Secret Soldiers of Benghazi

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walls, gate cameras,

and blue-eyed

Westerners

walking in and out of

this place all day long.

But if you want

to avoid...

That's so rude.

Can't believe he

just did that to me.

Chief, if you want to avoid

an international incident,

you give me my guys

when I ask for them!

Local faces need to resolve

local conflicts, Tyrone.

We're guests

in this country.

We're unwanted

guests, Bob.

We're spies,

you're security guards.

Your job is to keep us out of

trouble, not get into it yourselves.

Well, then help me do my

job and give me my guys.

Here's what you

guys are good at.

Working out,

eating five hot meals a day.

What you're not so good at

is doing what you're told.

I need your trace report on

yellowcake in five minutes.

It's coming.

That roadblock was run

by Ansar al-Sharia.

It's not just tribal groups

and freedom fighters anymore.

If you have useful intel,

Tyrone, put it in a memo.

You guys bunk here,

but you're not CIA.

You're hired help.

Act the part.

Where are my manners?

Jack Silva, this is our

esteemed Chief of Station.

Hey, Tig.

How are the twins?

- Crazy cute.

- Cute.

You have

a move tonight.

No recon, Chief?

What makes you Special

Operators so special

if you can't do what I

need when I need it?

He's fun.

Well, that was fun.

He gets his jollies pushing

around alphas because he can.

We had this commander

back in Ranger school,

he was a real cockbag.

So on our last night, me and

a buddy, we stole his beret.

The whole barracks

chubbed it.

- "Chubbed it"?

- Yeah, rubbed our dicks on it.

Leader was a former

Gitmo detainee.

Yeah, those guys usually

don't hold a grudge.

Jack. Mark Geist.

- Oz.

- Pleasure.

Brother, I'm sorry. Everybody,

this is Jack Silva.

It's our third contract together,

so he knows the drill.

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