"All right, Lockett. You wanna go there, let's go there. I commanded men and men died. Kids. 19 years old. The best men I ever led. Do you think for a second I wouldn't rather trade places with them? I know you think I got my men killed. They're dead. I'm here. Like the punchline to some bad joke. You think I like that? Do you think a minute goes by that those faces aren't right here, seared into my brain? [points to head]. Dante, Thomas T. Corporal. 1-5-6-5-0-9-3-8-6. Ambruster, William R. Private. 8-7-6-6-6-2-3-5-4. Wharton, Jeffery H. Lance Corporal. 8-7-4-2-7-3-9-9-3. Lockett...Duane G. Corporal. 1-5-6-8-7-0-9... [Lockett: 5-5.] Your brother was an outstanding Marine. He was my friend. And I miss him every day. And you remind me of him. But none of that matters right now. Because our duty is to keep moving forward, to keep fighting. That's how we honour your brother, and Lieutenant Martinez, Corporal Stavrou, Lance Corporal Motolla...Hector's father, who picked up a rifle and did what needed to be done. A civilian did that. So we'd better dang well step it up. Discard any lingering doubt. Work fast, work as a unit and we will prevail. Let's figure out how we're going to get out of this mess. Imlay, you come with me. We need to get to higher ground. The rest of you, find some ammo and some vehicles. There's got to be a few LAVs or armoured Humvees still operational."