:28:00
No other memory lapses
or oversights, perhaps.
:28:03
There's two men. One's locked up.
I'll take care of it.
:28:08
We'll handle it. Secure the galley.
Send Cates and Ziggs.
:28:13
This Marine's armed.
:28:14
We need more. I'll go.
:28:17
Don't worry. They're professionals.
:28:19
They can handle 20 Marines. . .
:28:22
. . .and 1 00 cooks.
:28:30
You're wrong, Ryback. You're wrong.
:28:32
-They were party poppers.
-You got shit for brains.
:28:36
I know they brainwashed you,
but you have to question authority.
:28:40
Trust me, boy.
:28:42
That's gunfire.
Free me and I'll take care of it.
:28:46
I'll be relieved in a few minutes,
so just shut up and sit tight.
:28:50
Something's going on.
Use your head this time.
:28:54
Do what you got to do. Let me out.
:28:56
Or when I'm out,
I'll shoot you myself.
:29:03
Commander Krill?
:29:07
Is that you?
:29:12
Get your hands on your head.
Turn around.
:29:16
Get down on your knees.
:29:18
Cross your ankles.
:29:25
Where's the cook?
:29:26
In the reefer.
:29:28
Which one?
:29:59
Son of a bitch!