War Pigs

What do you have for me?

Orders from battalion, sir.

You confirmed this?

Yes sir, verified it twice.

Thank you.

Problem?

Hope that means good news.

Not really.

Orders to push.

Make a push?

They know where we are, right?

They should.

Jack, this is wrong.

Yeah, I know.

Damn orders, right?

Yes sir.

Let's get it done, Sergeant.

Sir, it's a great spot to be ambushed.

How much further?

Right here.

25 kilometers ahead.

Griff, take point.

We gotta get out of here.

Dying won't save them.

We gotta take out those MG's.

We've got to find the flank.

You got it.

Stay low, stay low.

Six Jerrys, what do you think?

One, two maybe.

They'd be on us before we got the rest.

Guess their only hope is

to wait for a battle change.

I gotta get close.

Jack...

Keep your head down, Sergeant.

It's about time.

You know what they say...

You don't get tired of

saving my ass, Sergeant?

Never.

Damn you!

What'd you do?

What'd you do, huh?

I'm sorry, Jack.

You're not going anywhere,

you're not going anywhere,

You hang in there,

you hang in there, ok?

Come on, soldier!

You better get rolling, Jack.

Come on, hang in there!

I'm sick of this f***ing war.

You were a good man, Sergeant.

I'm sorry to hear about your men.

Brass gave you the wrong orders,

And now you're taking

the hit for their f*** up.

You know what your problem was?

Not a god damn thing.

You followed orders.

I'm Colonel A.J. Redding.

Lieutenant Jack Wosick, sir.

Listen soldier, sorry about

this but you're gonna have to...

You're gonna have to slap these on.

Yes sir.

I've actually heard about

you before, Lieutenant.

How so, sir?

Everybody knows your name.

D-Day you attacked and

held a vital German position

At a crossroads for, what, six hours?

Earned yourself a bronze star.

That night, sir, we were

dropped all over the place,

Gathered the troopers I could find,

Just did what was

necessary, nothing more, sir.

A lot of men couldn't have done that.

Soldier, you know how to lead men.

You know how to lead men

when the sh*t hits the fan.

I'm putting together a

group of handpicked men

For a very special mission.

And I need you to lead them.

Respectfully, I think you

have the wrong man, sir.

No soldier, I got the right man.

And I ain't got nobody else.

Lieutenant Wosick,

this is Captain Picault

Of the French Foreign Legion.

The Colonel has told me all about you.

I look forward to fighting together.

Can I ask why me, sir?

Why not you, soldier?

I need you, I need

you back in the fight.

And not everybody

deserves a second chance.

What's on your mind, soldier?

If I do this, will I be

cleared of all the charges?

You got my word, you

bet your ass you will.

Then I guess that's a yes, sir.

I thought that might be your answer.

Here are the folders on our men.

The um... War Pigs.

War Pigs... What's that about?

Bless America.

Go, go, go!

This was a really terrible idea.

We gotta go, kid!

I'm too young to die.

Stupid American!

Oh, what the hell is this?

It's good is what it is, eat it!

It looks like bird sh*t on a shingle.

Who put you in charge

of breakfast anyways?

You're welcome.

You should have seen the kid earlier.

He had one hand full of eggs,

the other one full of balls.

I wasn't scared.

Come on, you sh*t your trousers, kid.

A few small prayers,

son, you're good to go.

Speaking of prayers, preacher, you know,

I could use a little

heavenly help over here

With this hand, maybe you

could put in a word with

The big guy for me upstairs

regarding this hand?

You know what, I don't think

the Lord works that way.

Well, oh, he surely does

work in mysterious ways.

Stop distracting us from

your lousy hand, Sarg.

Alright, I got a...

whole lot of nothing.

I'm out.

Nobody's got any luck? Come on!

Are you praying against us?

No, just against you... I'm out.

I'll raise.

Now we're talking!

I'll see you, kid,

and I'll raise you two.

Oh, now we've got a game.

A lot of you guys seen combat?

Oh, ho, ho!

Kid wants to see some action.

Moffatte over here, he

captured a whole kraut patrol...

Where was that?

Sicily.

Italy.

I'm still waiting for the medal.

It's coming in the mail, right?

Yes, the mail.

Preacher here, don't let this

clean cut routine fool ya.

No, he is one stone-cold

natural born killer, this one...

And Frenchy, he got shot twice already,

He got shot in the leg,

and he got shot in...

Ahhh!

Ok, ok, thank you, thank you.

We've stormed two beaches

together, seen three countries.

Been together since basic.

Lucky bastard, you.

What about you?

Oh me?

Me, I just want to see the end

of this war and get on home.

Don't be too eager to see combat, kid.

We've got it pretty good here.

We got booze, we got

cards, we got grub...

We even got some dirty

magazines somewhere around here.

Hey, I'm still using those.

You go ahead and hang

on to those, Preach.

All I'm saying is there's

kids younger than you dying

In foxholes, dreaming

of half of what we got.

You think they're gonna

send us up to the front soon?

You can bet on it.

Scuttle is that we have a new

officer arriving presently.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, hold

on, where'd you hear that?

Same sorry sap in supply.

I'll tell ya, in a war, there's

really only two things that are

Gonna ruin your day and you

know what those are boys...

Officers and orders.

Correct.

This might ruin your day, too.

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