Casualties Of War Page #5

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That's what I was thinking.

-Ever heard of Genghis Khan?

-What?

-What are you talking about?

-Meserve is unbelievable.

I mean, what we're doing...

...it's fantastic.

Why didn't we think of it before?

-This is nuts.

-It ain't nuts. It's what armies do.

-We ain't Genghis Khan.

-You're the one who's nuts.

It's the 20th century, man.

We're supposed to be here

to help these people.

I'm definitely gonna f*** this b*tch.

What's the matter with you?

You okay? Come here.

Come here for a second. Come here.

You all right? You all right?

That was some hump, huh?

Yeah.

You want some gum?

Come here. I'm not gonna hurt you.

Do I have to mess with her?

Diaz...

No, man.

Hey, come here.

Come here, somebody.

Somebody, come here, quick.

-Come here.

-Check it out, Clark.

-Is that a farmer or VC?

-Where?

-In the pool.

-What is it, Clark?

-It's a rock, I think.

-It's moving.

The bushes are moving,

the rock ain't.

-What are you doing?

-He said to shoot them in the open.

It's a water buffalo, sarge.

Dumb, very f***ing dumb.

Aspirin. Number one. Okay.

Open.

-Hey, sarge.

-Yeah.

We on track?

Just follow the red Crayola line.

About two and a half hours

and we'll be there.

Give me a minute

on this thing we're doing.

I mean, what we're doing.

What are we doing, sarge?

We have a VC suspect.

Is that what you mean?

She's a VC whore

and we're gonna have fun with her.

But she's just a farm girl.

Look. You're the cherry here,

right? So lighten up.

-Let me carry the weight.

-What's the problem, sarge?

He don't think our VC whore

is a VC whore.

He don't? You've been in town.

They'll sell their children.

These people were sleeping

in their hootch.

He got the wrong outlook

on this thing.

You got the wrong outlook.

-What are you talking about?

-She's a VC.

-She ain't.

-I'm telling you, Eriksson.

This ain't a VC. Clark ain't.

Hatcher, he ain't no VC.

Diaz ain't no VC.

I ain't. I ain't no f***ing VC.

Now this?

This here's a VC.

And you?

You I don't know about.

Hold it up. You ain't cutting

yourself this slack, man.

You ain't humping your ruck,

hump mine.

-Why, man?

-Just put it on.

-Hey, sarge!

-Hey! I'm a corporal, Hatcher.

This is a direct order.

You hump my ruck.

Oh, man. What an a**hole!

It's all clear, sarge.

The stream's 30 meters down.

Plenty of water.

Get her inside.

Get your ruck off her, Hatcher.

Put mine over there.

We'll use this place as our C.P.

Eriksson, you and Diaz

get the chow and ammo stored.

Clark, you and Hatcher

come with me.

Let's do it.

I ain't gonna rape nobody.

You gotta back me up.

-I'll back you.

-Swear it.

I do, man. I promise.

You gotta back me too.

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