[hunting down Mustafa]
Chris Kyle:
I got something 1900 yards out.
Army Ranger:
Fuck, we can't even see that far out. Hold your fire. You'll expose us all.
'D':
He's right. That's a no pointer.
Chris Kyle:
Correction, It's 2100 yards out.
'D':
That's more than a mile. Impossible shot, Chris.
Chris Kyle:
[after adjusting his scope] It's him. [into his headset] I got eyes on target. Initiate QRF, over.
Predator operator:
Copy that. Quick reaction force 20 minutes out.
Chris Kyle:
He has eyes on our guys.
'D':
Can you confirm it's him?
Chris Kyle:
It's him. Oh, it's him.
'D':
It's your call, Chris.
Army Ranger:
Quick reaction force is 20 minutes out. Stand the fuck down.
'D':
You got it, take it, man.
Chris Kyle:
Aim small, miss small. Do it for Biggles.
[Chris fires the shot, which is seen in slow motion, and he kills Mustafa. However, several insurgents have been alerted and start to move towards the team.]
Army Ranger:
You just fucked us, Legend.
Chris Kyle:
Tango down.
Army Ranger:
[into his headset] We need QRF, ASAP!
'D':
Mission accomplished.
Chris Kyle:
He had eyes on our guys. I took him out.
Army Ranger:
Yeah, now we're fucked like a football bat.
'D':
Biggles would be proud. You did it, Chris.
[the team then enters a huge firefight with the insurgents and barely escape, using a sandstorm as cover.]
