SBSGT Barranco
Ma'am, I'm sorry they called you over. My Captain is out with a two-day pass and I think his CO might have misunderstood or misstated the seriousness of this--
All security matters are serious, Sergeant. You responded accordingly.
SBSGT Barranco
Ma'am I understand but it may not be classifiable as a security matter per se. Could be an action counter to protocol, or possibly an issue of quarters contraband, or a violation of post policy. Again, ma'am, I am sorry you were contacted.
Well, I'm here now, so hup to.
SBSGT Barranco
Yes ma'am.
[SGT Barranco opens the door and reveals Lucky the dog.]
How about if I cut my hair like this?
Shorter. Like this. [folds hair up] That's sexier right?
[amused] It's not possible to have anymore sexiness in one woman. Can't be done.
Seriously? [Roxy nods] I like your hair the way it is.
Is this one of those trick questions like, "Do I look fat?"
No, no no. Ok, Rox, I love your hair the way it is and you do not look fat. Now I'm going to the live firing range where things are a lot safer. [leaves room to go to work]
[Roxy sits on the bed and continues looking at catalog]
[from outside] Don't cut your hair!
[Brigadier General Holden is walking out of his office with a cup of coffee when Lucky runs past him into his office while Joan and Private Sutherland catch up.]
HHolden
[Joan and Sutherland salute him] As you were. Colonel Burton, is that a dog in my office?
HHolden
Why is there a dog in my office?
Still working out the details, sir. [looks at PV2 Sutherland] Apparently-- [Lucky barks]
PSPV2 Sutherland
Permission to pursue, sir.
HHolden
Permission granted.
Apparently this animal has been living in barracks. Rumor has it that he was smuggled from down range.
HHolden
[surprised] From Iraq?
[Lucky runs into the foyer past the cleaners with PVT Sutherland behind him]
PSPV2 Sutherland
Stop that dog!
[PV2 Sutherland is chasing Lucky in the background] Yes, sir. By way of the 315th Airlift Wing. By way of quarantine in Germany. By way of Kuwait, sir. But that's just a rumor.
HHolden
A little below your pay grade isn't it, Joan. Dog catching?
HHolden
Roger that. Go get 'em cowboy.
[...]
[Trevor is walking along when Lucky runs past him on the lawn.]
LeBlanc!!! Stop that canine!!
[whistles to Lucky] Come here! [Lucky runs to him]
[looks to PV2 Sutherland] Why didn't you think of that?
PSPV2 Sutherland
I'm more of a cat person, ma'am.
[sees Joan] Hey! Mommy's home.
But you do have time for lunch right?
[playing with Sara Elizabeth] Hmm?
If it's quick. [takes out a file and reads]
[takes food out of oven] It's not only quick, my dear. It's ready. [brings plate to Joan] First course, ginger shrimp Thai dumplings. You mince the shrimp–– [Joan takes a dumpling and puts it in her mouth without saying a word] ...and let it marinate for three hours in ginger sauce. Add a little fresh cilantro and sc–– [Joan takes another without looking up] ...scallions.
[Joan is still preoccupied]
[awkwardly] Glad you like 'em. [looks at Joan writing in her file] A grocery list?
[continues writing] Jostling my battle strategy.
It's a good thing these war games start tomorrow. I like my wife back for at least a little while before she deploys.
[Joan is still preoccupied and takes out her bullet-ridden target from shooting practice earlier.]
[sighs] I'm gonna mop the floor with Evan Connor. [turns and leaves]
[salutes] Corporal LeBlanc reporting as ordered, Ma'am.
[salutes back] At ease, Corporal. You take a public ass-kicking very well.
[laughs] Thank you ma'am. And you publicly kick-ass very well, if you don't mind me saying.
Ah, sorry about that. I had to make it feel real for Major Dandridge to see.
Now that that's over with, I'll make sure that Colonel Connor's letter of reprimand is removed from your record.
[smiles] Thank you ma'am.
And that, Corporal LeBlanc, should clear the way for you to start thinking about taking the steps to becoming "Sergeant LeBlanc".
MPMajor Proell
In a war zone, sometimes a smallest thing could escalate out of control. That's what was happening. [...] Time and again he was getting us out of jams. He saved American lives and I could honestly say that I would lay down mine for his. But I didn't get that chance. We were on patrol in Mosul. We were talking about our kids, how they all loved the same movies. We were just two dads walking along, when a sniper's bullet blew the back of his head off. I would say that bullet was meant for me. But everyone knows insurgents would target an Iraqi translator before the American soldier. We got that sniper, but there was nothing we could do for Raizal. Translators like Raizal or this girl Haneen's father, they're as much a part of this war as any soldier, their family. But most people back here don't appreciate it. But by helping this girl you're sending a message back to Iraq, that we do understand, that we do care. And for that, God bless you.
It was amazing. Colonel Burton said I should start studying to make Sergeant.
Trevor! I am so proud of you.
There's a promotion board I gotta study for, a Warrior Leader Course, but it is so worth it. [notices the "edible underwear" on Roxy's dresser] What's this? [picks it up] It's a....[sniffs] It smells like fruit or something.
[sniffs] Yeah, that's it. It's apricot. [looks at it] What is it?
[pauses] It's edible underpants.
Yeah, but Lucky got to it before you came home.
[Roxy is vacuuming while Trevor is studying and the boys are lying around in the living room reading and studying]
Blame the dang dog. He's the one who dragged in all the dirt. [to Trevor] You want me to fix you a snack while you're studying for your finals?
This isn't high school, Rox. It's the promotion board. I gotta earn enough points to make Sergeant.
[picks up a tattered sock chewed off by Lucky] Thought you already had a whole heap of points.
Still gotta ace the board.
A bunch of NCOs lock me in the room and grill me with questions, that's what. [looks at Roxy] I'd better know the answers.
But we need to make Dad's brain Army strong.
We need to make your brain Army strong.
[...]
[Roxy finds a teacher's note in Finn's textbook]
How long have you had this?
[irritated] You don't know?
I think Miss Hayley says I have a listening problem.
Yeah. Well, I think you have a remembering problem. Were you ever gonna give this to me?
[to Finn] Hey, what you meant to say was "I'm sorry Mom. It will never happen again".
[smiles at Roxy] What Dad said!
[At the Holdens' residence]
No idea. Some place special, Frank said. He wants to continue our conversation from last night.
What happened last night?
I told him he was "old-fashioned".
Yeah. I meant it as a compliment.
[cringes] Errr, no man likes to be called "old"-anything.
Men are such babies. He'll get over it. Just ask him to open a jar or something.
[...]
[Frank drives up in his new Harley. The ladies stare at him in bewilderment.]
[takes off his helmet] Afternoon, ladies.
Hey, baby. Wanna go for a ride?
[Pamela, Claudia Joy and Roxy all look at Denise]
You bet! [walks to Frank and gets on his bike]
[Pamela, Claudia Joy and Roxy look on in amazement and are speechless]
[Denise is helping Frank shaving]
[mischievously] That'll be $8.50, soldier.
Hang on now. Are my sideburns even?
Uh....yeah, yeah. It's your head that's crooked.
