Kris Paronto:
"Chief, are we cleared hot to shoot? Chief, I repeat, are we cleared hot to shoot?"
Bob:
"See a weapon, shooter's discretion."
Tyrone Woods:
"Everybody hold. You do not fucking fire until I give the word."
Mark Geist:
"What? My daughter's drinking."
Dave Benton:
"You drank when you were 15."
Mark Geist:
" Little girls don't drink."
Jack Silva:
"It's just another Tuesday night in Benghazi."
Tyrone Woods:
"Sean was sent here to install secure comms for the Ambo. Ended up supercharging our Wi-Fi."
Jack Silva:
"Wish he could do that at our residence."
Bob:
"Be advised, ISR saying that cars and bodies are massing in the parking lot to our west."
Kris Paronto:
"Yeah, Chief, I just put that out over the radio about two minutes ago. Tell the ISR guys they're pretty much worthless."
Bob:
"I'm proud to know Americans like you."
Jack Silva:
"Why can't I go home and just stay there?"
Sona Jilliani:
"My authority is that Americans are going to die. Including the one you're talking to."
Soan Jilliani:
"I don't know how you survived out there. I know how we did."
Tyrone Woods:
"You have a U.S. Ambassador at risk. Send us, Chief. You've got to send us."
Bob:
"The Ambassador is in his safe haven with his body man. You're not the first responders. You're the last resort. You will wait."
Glen Doherty:
"Okay, annex, we're officially lost. Neither Google or Siri know where the fuck you are."
Tyone Woods:
"You're not giving orders anymore. You're taking them. You're in my world now."
Glen Doherty:
"Sorry I'm late. I got hung up in the gift shop."
Kris Paronto:
"I mean seriously guys. If the consoluate ordered a fucking pizza it would've been there by now."
Jack Silva:
"You can't put a price on being able to live with yourself."
Jack Silva:
"What would they say about me? 'He died in a place he didn't need to be, in a battle over something he doesn't understand, in a country that meant nothing to him.' "
Tyrone Woods:
"Payback's a bitch and her stripper name is Karma."
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