Triage Page #2
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- 2009
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Oh, here we go.
it was made in a f***ing war zone.
And by the way,
that's what your kid's
going to be eating
for the rest of his life
if we don't bring back
some decent pictures.
You're worse than a pit bull.
Do you know that?
Has anyone ever managed
to say no to you?
Let's say we hope
for a war in France.
Nice food, close to home.
The only thing is, knowing the French
it'd be over in less than a week.
After this, I switch
to fashion photography.
Two more days, then.
But no more.
And if they come back tomorrow
and say "Just another..."
Then we go. No questions asked.
Absolutely.
Okay.
Good man, fair play.
I cannot believe
I've been talked into it again.
Mark!
Where the f*** are you going?
[In Kurdish]
Cease fire!
What's happened?
- We go!
- Go base?
No base.
No, we're going Iraq.
- Iraqi fort?
- Yes. We go.
You all right?
What was all that about?!
I can't do this anymore, man.
There's been a change in plans.
They're not going back to base,
they're going to hit the Iraqi fort.
What?
They're gonna go up there
in the truck.
- The Iraqis'll think it's a convoy...
- What, we going? No, no, no.
Look, David! We've no choice, man!
We're along for the ride, remember?
Along for the f***ing ride?!
What are you saying?
Listen to yourself!
It's another day, then another day,
then another day,
and I can't do it!
I'm going home, man!
David.
What the f*** are you gonna do,
walk home?!
It's 20 f***ing miles back to base!
Just don't get it, do you?
I don't care.
- David!
- I'm going home.
F***! David!
Mr. Walsh, are you coming?
Mr. Walsh?
They found you down by the river.
Do you remember that?
He says you can't walk.
Is that so?
Not sure. I, um, just woke up.
Does it hurt?
- So you can feel it?
- Yeah.
No pain?
Can you move your arms?
Your legs?
Very good.
A head wound as well?
Flesh wound.
Maybe concussion,
but no skull fracture.
Kurdistan is not a good place
for skull fracture.
Well...
You took quite a jolt,
but you're not paralyzed.
And it seems
there are no broken bones.
Legs will be the biggest problem.
That's always the case.
Legs, legs, legs...
For every arm
I've amputated up here,
Strange, isn't it?
Human legs are just not designed
for modern war.
Take it easy. Get some rest.
You have some neural disruption
but, Inshallah, it's only temporary.
You're going to be right.
How do you feel?
Geez.
Scared me.
Better.
Only a little bit of pain.
Excellent. Pain is always
preferable to numbness.
You were lucky, Mr. Walsh.
Really lucky.
If there'd been any complications...
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