(upbeat hip hop music) (upbeat hip hop music continues) - I just wanna get through it, you know?

Unnoticed, under the radar.

- I don't.

It's kind of family tradition to carry the guidon during basic training.

- What's a guidon?

- (laughs) It's- (soldiers shouting distantly) (bus door squeaks) - Get off my bus.

Go, go, go!

Hurry up!

Go, go!

What part of hurry up do you not understand?

- Let's go.

- Go, go!

Stop wasting my time, ladies.

- [Straum] Fall in.

Eyes up.

Fall in.

Hurry up, hurry up.

Dress and cover, dress and cover.

Move!

Dress and cover.

At ease.

- This is my precious guidon.

I need a volunteer to carry it.

You.

Yes, you, trainee.

Fall out.

Not you, private powder puff.

Tall one in the back.

Move, trainee.

- Hurry up!

Move!

Move!

- When you form up, you will fall in in the front of the formation, hooah?

- [Williams] Yes, Drill Sergeant.

- Welcome to your first day of basic training.

We have some fun planned for you today, trainees.

- Look forward.

Look straight!

- Trainee, you better figure out what the fuck you're doing.

- Somebody's not gonna make it.

- Drill Sergeant Straum, tell 'em what they've won.

- A fun run, team building.

- A team, a ten-hut!

Are you fucking kidding me right now, trainee?

You better figure out what the fuck you're doing with that flag, or I swear to God, I will skull drag you so far, it'll take you a week to find your dignity!

All of you, especially you, will be smoked until you're puking tomorrow's breakfast.

The guidon is not for show.

Soldiers have died carrying their colors.

You know what?

Fall back in and beat your face, trainee.

You ain't worthy of my guidon.

- [Straum] Move your ass!

Kiss the ground, trainee.

Let's go.

Push, push!

- Who volunteered?

(birds chirping) (birds continue chirping) Hmm, I've never had a female guidon before.

Trainee Brody, fall out.

You're up, don't fuck it up.

Hooah?

- [Brody] Yes, Drill Sergeant.

- [Straum] Trainee, on your feet.

- At the command of fall out, you will promptly put your duffle at the foot of your bunk and then you will move quickly, deliberately, and with a purpose back down to the formation area.

- Fall out!

Males to the right, females to the left.

Get your duffle and move!

- Move, move, move!

- Move, move!

- Hurry, hurry, hurry!

I said hurry up!

- Get your shit out of my lot.

- I want you to beat them there!

- Guidon, get your duffle and move!

- Get there!

Get that door!

Get that door!

- Close the door!

- [Trainees] Left, left, left, right left.

- Hey ah hey ah hey.

- Hey, hey!

- Hey ah hey ah hey hey.

- Hey, hey!

- Guidon, take a lap.

- Hey ah hey.

- [Trainees] Hey hey!

- Hey ah hey ah hey.

- Hey, hey!

- Pick up those feet.

- Hey, hey!

- Guidon, again!

- Yes, Drill Sergeant!

- Hey ah hey ah hey.

- Hey, hey!

- [Straum] Left, left, left, right, left.

- [Trainees] Left, left, left, right, left.

- Guidon!

Let's go!

- [Straum] Release foot on my command.

- You better finish first, Guidon.

- [Straum] Release!

(trainees panting) (trainees continue panting) - Give me the guidon.

- You lost at battle.

- What the hell, trainee?

(Varro panting) Front lean, rest position.

Move.

Not you.

- [Straum] Get down.

Push.

- Trainee Varro thinks she can do whatever she wants.

- [Straum] Face is parallel to the ground.

- Do you know what being an individual in the Army gets you?

Okay, you wanna stand out?

You wanna be recognized?

Here's your chance.

Go out to that guidon and hold it at the position of present arms.

Go!

Trainees, by a show of hands, how many of y'all would trust any of these females with your lives in combat?

Put your hands down.

You just wanna fuck 'em.

Actually.

- [Straum] On your feet, trainees.

- Line up.

- Hurry up!

Get up there.

Go.

At ease.

- From where you're currently located, you will high crawl to the guidon.

Do not take your eyes off Trainee Varro.

Go.

- Down, down, down!

Crawl.

Let's move, let's move.

Move your asses.

Get your heads down.

Keep a low profile.

Get your asses out of the air and crawl.

Is that the best you got?

I know y'all can move faster than that.

Let's go!

Put your face in the dirt!

Crawl!

Let's go!

- Kill one.

- Rickle, you're dead.

Lay down, you're dead.

Don't move.

(trainees grunting) - Kill three.

- All y'all, dead.

Lay down.

(gun shot blasts) - Another - Brody, down.

Another.

- (indistinct) Lay down.

- Another.

- No heads when you're dead.

Lay down.

- Another.

- Roguard, you're dead.

- Another.

- [Straum] Trainee Ryder.

You're dead, down.

- Everyone's dead.

(somber music) (somber music continues) - Hey, you can always try again tomorrow.

I mean, we're stuck here for three months.

Might as well, right?

Right?

- I think I'll pass.

- [Ryder] Why?

- It's fine.

It's no big deal.

(bed creaks) (Varro sighs) (light clicks) (pages flapping) - Hey trainee, it's lights out.

- Yes, Drill Sergeant.

(light clicks) (papers ruffling) - This was found on the bus.

You tried today.

It's more than I can say for most females.

(door clicks) (birds tweeting) - Permission to speak, Drill Sergeant.

- Really?

Right now?

Trainee, get the fuck back in formation.

- Speak trainee.

- Spit it out!

- Drill Sergeant, I would like to nominate Trainee Varro for guidon barer.

- Hooah.

- That's not how this works, trainee.

Fall back in.

Everyone except Trainee Varro, part lean, rest position, move.

You are absolutely infuriating, trainee.

What the fuck do you want?

Are you trying to make mommy proud?

Tell me what you want.

Tell me!

- I want to carry the guidon, Drill Sergeant.

- Oh my God.

Really?

I would've never fucking guessed, trainee.

You know what?

Battle, get me the extra special guidon.

(Varro sighs) Move!

Attention!

Left!

Face!

Right.

Face.

Forward.

March.

Left, left.

Baton march!

Left, left.

Group, hold.

Up, up.

Face.

Present arms.

(birds tweeting) (soft music) (water dripping) (birds tweeting) (soft suspense music) (soft suspense music continues) Order!

Arms!

Hooah raise.

Present.

(water dripping) Fall in, trainee.

Not you, private powder puff.

Leave my guidon with Trainee Varro.

Move, trainee.

- [Straum] Drink water!

- [Trainees] Ain't no heat like the Carolina heat because the Carolina heat is crazy.

- [Straum] Woo!

Ready for day two, trainees.

What?

- What?

- [Straum] What?

(bright music) - [Mallett] Hey, Guidon.

Fall in.

- [Straum] Hydrate, hydrate.

Hurry up.

Back on your feet.

Let's go.

- [Mallett] What is that?

Did you just drop that?

You gonna pick that up?

Do you see that?

What is that?

Do you think you won't get killed?

- [Straum] What is this right here?

What is this on your- - Put it away!

What are you waiting for?

- Do you not understand the Army uniform?

(Straum and Mallett shouting indistinctly) (bright music) (bright music continues) (bright music continues) (bright music continues) (no audio)