Three Kings Page #2
VIG:
War's been over five days, Jim,
ain't gonna be much more of this.
SOLDIER #5
Bobby, take my picture.
SOLDIER #4
If he shot the guy, it's up to him.
SOLDIER #5
It's not like he shot a f***ing
deer. It's the enemy.
VIG:
Troy's enemy, yours for twenty.
Soldiers get their cash out, Troy takes it.
TROY:
Accept no substitute, this is the
real thing, oh, Jesus [winces] --
VIG:
What's wrong?
TROY:
I got a really bad headache all of
a sudden--
SOLDIER #7 bends next to the corpse and holds his camera out
at arm's length.
VIG:
No free pictures, motherf***er.
Vig shoves the soldier away and the two wrestle as they roll
down the sand berm.
"I Just Want to Celebrate" by Rare Earth comes on LOUD.
Troy walks away holding his temple in pain; SOLDIERS gather
to stare at the dead Iraqi, getting their cameras out.
EXT. IRAQI DESERT ROAD - AMERICAN SOLDIERS IN COMBAT GEAR
dance on a road in the desert. "I Just Want to Celebrate"
BLARES as the CAMERA DOLLIES THROUGH the soldiers.
DOLLY INTO TENT TOWN, past bare chested soldiers pumping free
weights; jogging in formation; sunbathing on big water
storage mattresses; DOLLY OUT OF THE TENT TOWN, past a
soldier taking a makeshift foxhole desert bath, past a dead
Iraqi on the road, a chopper hovering in the distance, to
MORE DANCING SOLDIERS, as music continues --
BILL SMITHSON (O.S.)
Spirits are high and the music is
boisterous as these young troops
celebrate -- Sh*t. Let me try that
again.
DOLLY AROUND the dancing soldiers to see: hundreds of
stripped Iraqi soldiers lying face down in undershorts.
BILL SMITHSON (O.S.)
Spirits are high and the music is
f***ing motherfucking sand in my
eye --
PAN PAST CNN REPORTER BILL SMITHSON, 45, in white safari
jacket over Desert Storm fatigues, cleaning his eye; nearby
a cluster of ROWDY SOLDIERS who are mugging into the camera.
DOLLY TO ARCHIE GATES, 55, Lieutenant Colonel, Special
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