Billy Lynn's Long Halftime Walk Page #5

Car's totaled.

Fractured leg, pelvis.

A hundred and seventy stitches

below the neck, 63 above.

- Kat was this angel.

- You're creeping me out, Lynn.

I know how you Texas boys are

about your sisters.

Stay on point, Private.

My sister came this close to death.

And then her p*ssy-boy fianc dumps her?

In the hospital?

And what did you do?

Uh...

I sort of went and f***ed up his car.

Seems like Private Lynn

has an issue with vehicles.

What kind of car?

Brand-new Saab convertible

with graphite alloy rims.

And I chased after him with a tire iron.

Just, uh... I just wanted to see him run.

My dad, uh...

My dad was able to get him

to drop the charges

if I went to the recruiter's

office the next day.

No regrets, Sergeant.

Hey, y'all. Look! It's you!

Ladies and gentlemen,

America's sport proudly honors

America's heroes.

- Welcome, heroes of AI-Ansakar Canal.

- Beyonc!

Put a lid on it, Sykes.

Staff Sergeant David Dime,

Sergeant Antonio Holliday,

Specialist William Lynn,

Specialist Marcellino Montoya,

Specialist Theodore Yang,

Specialist Robert Earl Koch,

Private Lodis Beckwith

and Private Kenneth Sykes.

USA!

If you suffer

from erectile dysfunction,

it could be due to inadequate blood flow...

Figures.

Sergeant, request permission

to switch seats.

Permission denied, Specialist Lynn.

You will take it for the team.

Move out and draw fire.

Roger that.

Hi. I saw you on the TV.

It was just like a movie.

I was just so proud.

You guys are the best.

I'm right there with you.

No. Not with you in Iraq, but...

My cousin's girlfriend's brother

is also serving in Iraq.

You remind of my dear late husband, Fred.

I wear a uniform, too, but...

I must have watched your video, like...

Then we could drop a big one on Fallujah.

But you boys, you're the real thing.

Your supreme sacrifice.

Keep you in my heart.

Just like it says in the 89th Psalm.

Gettin' 72 virgins in Heaven. Why 72?

- Thank you.

- Yes, sir.

- Good job.

- Good job.

Very cool.

Josh, man, I'm starving right now.

Can we please stop and

get a slice of pizza,

- a hot dog, something?

- Uh, I'm sorry, man, we just...

We have to head to the end zone

now for the video shoot.

- What video shoot?

- They didn't tell you guys?

You're gonna be starring

in the official team greeting.

- Go America!

- Wait, what about...

What about halftime, Josh?

I am still waiting on intel from HQ.

"Intel"? "HQ"?

That's, like, G.I. Joe talk, Josh.

Hey, but seriously, Josh,

you're gonna look out for us, right?

We don't want to look like

a bunch of morons on TV. Understand?

- Of course.

- You are a soldier, Mango.

Just be prepared.

Yeah, but prepared for what,

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