Megan Leavey Page #5

She's only trained a can

so far.

Quit whining and act

like a goddamn marine.

You got this?

Think faster.

-Yeah, I got this.

-Good. You're dismissed.

Remember me?

All right, Rex,

get in the house.

In the house, now.

You're not gonna get any food

unless you listen to me.

I will stand here all day.

Okay?

Good. Good. Good boy.

Stay. Stay.

Over here. Seek.

Seek. Seek.

Seek.

That's time, leavey.

Damn it.

You found one

out of five.

See this guy?

Dead.

Dead. Dead.

Oh, and your dog,

yeah, he's dead too.

And you blew off your legs

in the process. Follow me.

Again, leavey.

Hey. Hey. Hey.

-Where are you going?

-Following the perimeter.

-He's pulling towards the desk.

-But I thought there was

a search pattern.

Forget the search pattern,

leavey.

-He's showing a change,

all right? Listen to him.

-Okay. Rex, seek.

Follow him.

Okay, seek.

That's it. That's it.

He's on odor. Present higher.

-Praise him, leavey. Praise him.

-Good boy. Good boy.

Good.

Okay, this is

a good detection dog.

There's nothing wrong with him,

so it must be you.

What are you

doing wrong?

Everything you feel

goes down leash.

Okay? Everything.

If you're not confident,

then he's not confident.

I could train the heck

out of you, leavey, but...

I can't teach you

how to bond.

Okay?

Okay.

Good work.

-Okay, he's just nervous.

-These aren't nerves.

Shh.

I've been watching this dog

all year.

He's the most aggressive dog

I've ever treated.

He can't deploy

without this exam.

Hey!

I'll have to sedate him.

Shh, shh.

Rex, calm down.

Calm down.

Come on.

This door always

stays closed, okay?

Hey, Alice, Tucker.

All right, go find Walters

and tell him I want

Tucker's cleaned out again.

Yes, sergeant.

Hey.

Good girl.

Leavey, wrap his leg.

Show him you're not afraid.

Yes, sergeant.

Rex, sit.

I mean... lay down.

Rex, lay down.

Stay.

I'm just gonna wrap your paw.

Good.

Just...

Here you go.

Good, good.

If you ever get into trouble,

you're gonna want me

to know how to do this.

Hey.

I didn't...

I didn't ask for Rex.

I didn't even want him.

Yeah, well,

i did want him.

So don't get him killed.

Hey.

Hey, baby.

Rex, sit.

Oh. Good.

We're shipping out

tomorrow.

We are so

not ready for this.

But... people

are counting on us

and if we do it wrong,

people die.

So we gotta do it right.

Okay?

Tomorrow, beginning the moment

you step off that bird,

you must act,

trust your training,

trust your partner,

trust yourself.

Hoorah!

And remember,

everything you see,

hear, taste and touch

over these next seven months

will remain with you

for the rest of your lives.

Make it count.

You okay, leavey?

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