What the hell's the matter with you Taylor! You a
sorry ass motherfucker. Fall back.
swatting at the red ants that are all over his neck.
with him is Sergeant ELIAS, concerned.
Ants. I got ants on my neck ...
(shaking them out)
Yeah, black ants are killers, you look sick man. You
need a little salt.
(reaching into his satchel)
gas mask, books.
(shaking his head, amused)
You're humping way too much, troop, don't need half
this shit. I'll haul it for you but next time you
check it out with me okay?
Chris nodding, grateful, panting.
keep up face.
the dead gook's face.
KING passes, glances at him.
You're a sick mother Bunny.
hitting the ground with a loud bang.
Hold it up.
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