Brad and Walt share a moment about how sad it is that Walt's gun is so effed up and needs this totally necessary grit-resistant lubricant called LSA, and Nate climbs up beside them. "Lieutenant Sir, the main weapon on your point vehicle is unreliable. Given the prevailing climatic conditions, using this lubricant is like trying to buttfuck a virgin underaged Phuket whore with chalk when KY is clearly called for, sir." This last sounds very Swedish, for the first time. "You'll have to deal with it, Sergeant. We have four more towns to assault through today." Brad gives him this look like, "Aww, I didn't actually expect you to do anything, I was just being adorable." Nate jumps down: "You want logistics, join the Army. Marines make do." Walt and Brad are like whatever, Casey Kasem is a fucker.

Doc's on a Humvee oiling his... gun parts or something when Casey Kasem approaches them to spread a little bit more of his fuckin' sunshine. "Marines, I just want you to know the Company Commander feels that it was our team that scored the touchdown yesterday for Godfather! He runs off like Doc Bryan, of all people, was waiting for that news, and Doc sighs. "Of course Godfather's happy. He's trying to get his full bird on our backs." This is something of a theme with Doc, officers getting medals and promotions based on bad ideas, but as usual, Doc's never wrong. I mean, think about it: take a risky shot and nail it, you're golden; take a risky shot and it doesn't work out, plausible deniability and a possible commendation for trying. But they're never the ones on the line, are they?

Q-Tip doesn't even care because at least he got to bust his cherry, but Doc's not hearing what he's saying. Because what Q-Tip is saying is, "Generation Kill. Right here. Officers make choices, that's what they do. I want to shoot motherfuckers. They make choices so that happens, I love them. They hold me back, fuck them. This is a good thing we're hearing, because it means more action." But, thinking Q-Tip doesn't also understand his point, Doc explains further: "My point is, we gotta follow Godfather wherever he leads, no matter how fucked up it happens to be." Pappy agrees, and Q-Tip's like, "Whatev. You're not hearing me. Generation Kill. No matter how fucked up it happens to be? Cool. That's why we're here. That's as far as I'm willing to go with that line of thought."