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- You go.

- You sure?

- You go.

- I thought you were finished.

- No.

To that end...

uh, now is probably

a good time to share with you

where the president hopes

that assessment might land.

Obviously, the endgame here

is to just finish this thing.

So, how do we do that?

- Is it by reducing our footprint here?

- The civilian executive.

These were guys who, in Glen's eyes,

hadn't earned their power the way he had,

through hard work and discipline.

I don't know. But whatever it is,

we want you to bring it on home, Glen.

But, whatever you do,

please do not ask the president

for more troops.

No more troops, Glen.

These were men who'd acquired

their power through charm and seduction,

and who seemed to serve no purpose other

than to stand in the way of his greatness.

God, it's so f***ing hot!

F***!

Another f***ing assessment.

How many assessments do they need?

Just one f***ing assessment after another.

They all point the same direction.

Bring General Glen McMahon in here

and do whatever the f*** he says!

Oh...

Settle down, Greg.

They just wanna feel involved, is all.

Wars aren't fought

by nations or by armies.

Wars are fought by men.

There are two types of general

in the American military.

There are those who believe they can win

in the face of all evidence

to the contrary.

And there are those who know they can't.

Unfortunately for the world,

it's the believers

who climb to the top of the ladder.

It's guys like Glen

who get given the keys to the castle.

President Karzai is very much

looking forward to meeting you.

I think you will like each other.

There is no need to be nervous.

I'm not nervous.

F***!

F*** it.

- Ah! General, excuse me.

- Ah.

We are trying

to make this Blu-ray player work.

- Uh, do you know how they function?

- Uh...

Normally, you have those wires with

the red, the yellow and the white plug.

But, uh, this machine seems

only to have this wire.

I can't find where to plug it

into the television.

I'm sorry, Mr. President.

I'm afraid I don't know

a whole lot about technology.

I'm sure I could have somebody come by

and take a look at it for you.

F*** it. Never mind.

I think I need a new television.

I'm sorry, General.

Please, let's sit.

Welcome.

- Thank you, Mr. President.

- Please call me Hamid.

Excuse me.

Please.

Your predecessor, General Whelan,

I liked him.

I'm not entirely certain he liked me.

He didn't visit very often.

Why was he dismissed?

It seems, uh, one minute he was here...

the next minute, not here.

Ah. Well, Mr. President,

I think our government

simply felt it was...

time our effort took a new direction.

- And, uh, what is this new direction?

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