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: You, get up there and drive! Othic
: But I'm shot Colonel! McKnight
: Everybody's shot! We need the prisoners, let's go!
: Colonel, they're shooting at us! Colonel, they're shooting at us! McKnight
: Well shoot back!
: Ok, we're going to have to turn 'em around and go back the way we came. Maddox
: [over the radio
] Get us off this fucking street!
[after McKnight orders Maddox to turn around and go back to Haldawig
: Sir, they're going to get us fucking killed out there! McKnight
: Just get it over with!
[after the briefing
: What's the matter Danny? Something you don't like? McKnight
: No Spectre gunships, daylight instead of night, late afternoon when they're all fucked up on Khat, only part of the city Aidid can mount a serious counter-attack on short notice...
: What's not to like? Harell
: Life's imperfect. McKnight
: Yeah, for you two, circling above it at five hundred feet it's imperfect. Down in the street, it's unforgiving.
[McKnight sees Schmid treating the injured Blackburn
: What happened to him? Schmid
: He fell, missed the rope. McKnight
: How'd he do that?
[Schmid shrugs with an odd smirk
: [after the wounded are sent off
] Struecker, you lead humvee. Struecker
: [over the radio
] How are things going? Things okay there, Struecker? Struecker
: I don't wanna talk about it now, Colonel. I'm busy!
[Pilla is shot and falls into the humvee
: Sergeant Pilla's hit! Christ, he's fucked up! McKnight
: Is anybody hit? Struecker, talk to me! Struecker
: It's Sergeant Pilla! McKnight
: What's his status? What's his status? "Hoot"
: He's dead! Struecker
: He's dead. Pilla's dead, sir. McKnight
: C2, this is McKnight, we have a KIA: Dominick Pilla, over. Harell
: Roger that. Struecker
: Get on that fifty! Someone get on that fifty! "Hoot"
: It's mine!
: [after Kowalewski had been killed by an RPG
: There's a fucking rocket in him, sir! McKnight
: Othic, cool off! Goddamn it! There's live ordnance, now get out! McKnight
: [after pulling Kowalewski's body out of the humvee
] Son of a bitch! McKnight
: [while helping to put Kowalewski into the back of the humvee
] Lift him up! Easy, easy!
: [while the convoy is under heavy fire going through a raided street
] Motherfuckers! Motherfuckers!
: Now, there will be some shooting. Bakara Market is the Wild West, but be careful what you shoot at because people do live there.