Heroes Don't Come Home Page #2

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bet's to go infantry.

Excel.

Try out for recon.

You want to be the tip of the

spear, that's how you do it.

You will deploy, and

you will kill bad guys.

- Nope, absolutely not.

No.

- Why?

- Ugh, okay I got

the whites in the...

- you have to sign this.

- I'm not signing anything.

- Josh is asleep, okay?

Now what's going on?

- Ask your son.

- My son?

- Yeah, your son.

- Ben?

- I'm 17, so I need parental

permission to join the marines.

- Okay.

- Guys, I've been talking about

this since like September.

- What brought this on?

- We went to the

recruiter's office today.

- You went to the

recruiters today?

- Why do you keep asking

me the same questions

just over and over again?

It's not gonna change my answer.

- Don't talk to us like that.

- Yes, I went to the

recruiter's office today.

- Okay look, you're frustrated.

I get that.

You made it perfectly clear.

Ben, you've gotta see

this from our perspective.

- And what's the problem?

You went to war.

Look, I just wanna be

there for my friend, okay?

His dad was killed.

He was f***ing murdered.

- Watch your mouth.

- What's the problem?

'Cause I'm willing

to risk my life

Sp Josh doesn't have

to grow up with this?

Yeah, I'm a real dirtbag.

- No, you're our little boy.

And I'm not gonna bury you, too.

You're 17 years old.

What if something

happened to you?

I'm not doing this right now.

- What's the problem?

- I'm scared!

- You could get hurt.

Or worse, you could die.

Ben, you're gonna

have to kill people.

Do you think that's

not gonna affect you?

Who are you gonna become

when you watch somebody die

because of something

that you did?

I mean we love you, buddy.

Right now, you...

But what if somebody

else comes home?

- I'll be fine.

What?

I need to do this.

I have to be there for him.

I gave him my word.

- I know.

I know.

- I'm gonna do it.

It's just a matter of

now, or in eight months.

- What?

This country is worth defending.

- Oh.

That's what he's doing, huh?

Do you remember how

messed up you were

when you came back?

Have you forgotten that?

You know, you have

to tell him, okay?

At the very least,

you have to tell him.

- Alright.

- Dedicated it to you.

I ran 2,000 yards.

I'm sorry.

I miss you.

- Up in there.

Got this.

Ah, rookie.

Listen, Ben.

I don't like to

talk about this, but

when I was drafted,

they put me in a

helicopter and they told me

to shoot anything that

wasn't wearing green.

I did.

To this day, I don't know

why I killed those people.

You need to make

your own decisions.

Before you pull the trigger,

you need to be able to

look yourself in the mirror,

and say why you're doin' it.

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