Acts of Violence

[down-tempo tense music]

[panicked breathing]

[up-tempo tense music]

[grunting]

Hey! Hey!

Deklan, that's enough.

Come on.

Get in the house.

Get in there.

[birds chirping]

[man] What now for

the hollow-hearted soldier?

[gunfire, explosions]

[indistinct shouting]

When the beast of battle

digs in its claws

and... a soul sets sail

in eternal pause.

Survival's true cost

is growing older.

Where to for the man

without a mission?

When the cries of combat

cease to sound

and the ones once brave

all lie in the ground.

The warrior's new war

is attrition.

What hope

an entire war cherish?

To brave a new battle

or to perish.

- Deklan.

- Hm?

You wrote this?

Yeah.

You think I didn't?

No, I was just...

I was just surprised

by how profound it is.

You think, uh, soldiers are

incapable of being profound?

Is that it?

[sighs]

You know, I've been calling you

for a little over two weeks.

I've left you messages,

and you've never called me back.

Why is that?

Uh, I understand.

I have a lot of veterans waiting

for appointments, not just you.

The whole system is swamped. You're

lucky you got in when you did.

Right.

How are you sleeping?

[sighs] Not very good.

Well, with all this anxiety,

I'm not surprised.

Uh, I think we should try a

new medication to help you...

You know what? You've been

pumping me full of medication

for over a year,

and nothing works.

I'm either walking around

like a zombie,

or I'm punching holes

in the wall.

I don't have a magic wand.

Medications are tools,

not solutions.

Jesus Christ.

Your tools are broken.

If you don't

change your attitude,

things aren't going

to get better.

- You have to take an active responsibility...

- Hold on a second.

I am taking responsibility.

- Not as far as I'm seeing.

- Really? Then what am I doing here?

- You tell me.

- I'm here because I need help.

You think I like

feeling like this?

Well, then

do something about it!

Stick with a support group.

Reach out to a family member.

No one can help you if you're

unwilling to help yourself.

I am trying

to help myself!

You shouldn't be allowed

anywhere near veterans.

[soft string music]

[sirens in distance]

Where's the team?

We don't have one.

We pulled our assets again?

For what?

Bomb threat downtown.

- Again?

- Apparently.

[chattering]

Avery, we can't

go in there alone.

Want a coffee?

Sure. I'll take

a cream and two sugars.

I'm not getting you coffee.

[laughs]

You're such an asshole.

Meet the entry team.

Stevens. That's Davis.

You guys kick in

some doors before?

- [Stevens] A few.

- Marines.

Fallujah.

Oh. Appreciate the help.

Are you kidding me?

Rather do this than write tickets

for the next five hours.

We still have clearance

for this raid?

We're clear.

- [siren in distance]

- [sighs] Okay.

You guys bring

enough firepower?

We're good then.

How bad have you

ever wanted to have

- your fucking cock sucked by a high schooler?

- [laughs]

Let's fucking do it.

[up-tempo tense music]

[woman] Police!

Open the door, ice man.

[man] Hey! What the hell?

Get on the wall!

Get on the wall!

Get on your knees!

Both of them!

Give me your hands,

motherfucker!

Clear!

Ready? Go!

- Police!

- Put it down! Put it down!

[grunts]

Get down! Get down!

Get down!

[Avery] Don't move!

She's dead.

Avery!

[pistol clicks]

- [pistol clatters]

- It's all over.

[grunting]

[shouts, grunts]

Help me!

I'm gonna fall!

Help me up!

You're a fucking cop!

Help me up!

Help me! [screams]

[thud]

[blows kiss] Sayonara.

Are you all right?

What happened?

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