A Midnight Clear Page #2

All right, stay here.

What is it?

Miller.

Check it out.

Why do I always have

to check it out?

Jimmy Brunowski

from Griffin's patrol.

Looks like

he finally found a date.

I don't get it.

What's going on?

Those filthy, Nazi...

Kraut-headed

motherfucking bastards!

Give me a hand.

May God have mercy

on your souls.

I don't see anything.

No smoke, no movement.

What do you think?

Head on up with the jeeps?

Actually, I thought

maybe shoot through an eye.

We head down the road a ways,

circle around the back...

then come down the front of the road

and check for mines.

Is that okay with you?

- Yeah. We'll cover you.

- Great.

If Mel hadn't gotten trench foot,

he'd sure as hell be squad leader.

And that's the way

it should be.

Or maybe he'd be dead.

I'm not exactly sure

what country we're in.

It could be Belgium,

Luxembourg, France or even Germany.

I don't know what day it is. I have no

watch, so I don't know what time it is.

I'm not even sure of my name.

The next thing you know,

they'll be making me a general.

We find four mattresses

and satin-quilted covers...

along with some wine

and cases of sardines.

The I & Rplatoon,

or what's left of it...

will be living in luxury

for a few days.

Wow. Sheets and pillows.

I haven't had that since home.

Mel, come on.

Show 'em how we did it for the old USO.

USO, huh?

They call it

theJersey Bounce

The rhythm

that really counts

The temperature

always mounts

Whenever they play that crazy rhythm

they play

It started onJournal Square

Somebody heard it there

They put it

right on the air

And now you hear it

everywhere

Uptown

Back at Camp Shelby,

when we finally realized...

they really were going

to ship us overseas...

we went into a mild

state of panic.

The thing that

bothered us most was that...

with the exception of Mother Wilkins,

we were all eleven virgins.

I don't know

if this was normal...

or if there's some sort of correlation

between a lack of sexual precocity...

and what is known as intelligence.

I think Shutzer came up with the idea.

Or maybe it was Eddie.

Eddie was the youngest

of all of us.

Four of us managed a weekend pass

and headed into town...

to find a nice, complacent whore

who could put us out of our misery.

We kept it to four. We figured any more

would be some kind of gang bang.

And, well, we had

more romantic aspirations.

We had fifty dollars.

We spent ten on the room...

and left the rest

for the investment.

There was much discussion

as to the kind of woman.

I think we were all scared

that we'd end up with a real woman...

and not be able to manage it.

And the "B"girls

in the bars were out.

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