Hyena Road Page #4

"Take this dirt and

dump it around the palace,

see what happens."

6-1, taking fire,

left, 10 o'clock.

300 metres, breaking right.

Clear to engage.

Target is neutralized.

Roger.

So Alexander's mother

spread the dirt

all around the palace.

Later that night, a couple

of attendants showed up

to make sure she was alright.

One says, "Go ahead, after you."

And the other says,

"No, after you."

And the first one says,

"No, I insist."

And the second one says,

"Don't you tell me what to do."

They pull their swords

and go at it

till they kill each other.

Alexander's mother

watched all this

and wrote a note to him saying,

"Okay, okay, now I get it."

And he wrote back saying,

"Even the dirt is hostile."

In Afghanistan, dogs fight dogs,

birds fight birds, men kill men.

Fire!

Oh, man, come on,

show me their picture.

- Mind if I join you?

- Not at all, Warrant. Please.

Hey, I got an update

from the engineer

on that stretch of Hyena

from yesterday.

They cleared 8 IEDs in all.

Something went wrong

with the last one.

The guy lost his leg above the knee.

They airlifted him to Landstuhl.

I think we need to talk.

Hey, uh...

Hi, Jen.

Sorry to interrupt here.

Ryan, I'm Pete Mitchell,

one of the effects guys

with Brigade.

I don't mean to wreck

your meal, but you mind

if I have a word with you?

Sure.

Catch up to you later.

I was in the TOC

where you guys

had that engagement

in Haji Baba.

You were f***ing lucky.

You come all the way

out here to tell me that?

Nope.

No, I came out here because -

and I could be

way out of line here but... -

you know, manifestly,

you and Jen got

a little something going.

On behalf

of the entire battle group,

I'd just like to express

our collective f***ing jealousy!

You got a girl?

Yeah. Woman of my dreams,

back home.

- Does she know what you do?

- My wife? No.

She thinks I work

inside the wire

and I'm gonna leave it that way.

Let her sleep easy at night.

Tell me something.

How much you do you know

about Pashtunwali?

Whatever's in the handbook,

you know.

It's a tribal code. It's old.

Oh yeah.

It's so old they look upon Islam

as a kind of recent add-on.

- What are those?

- They're dates.

They're local.

They help you sh*t.

The code has got

a bunch of, uh...

Well, they call them pillars.

And one of them is Panah,

which means... protection,

more or less. So when that elder

invited you into his home,

he gave you Panah:

no harm could come to you.

Uh... so I owe him, you mean?

Well, he did it for Allah,

didn't do it for you.

But you're still breathing,

so that'd be your call.

This elder...

He speak any English?

No. Just a couple words.

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