Our Girl Page #4

Well I've have had my Nespresso machine

sent from England at great expense...

MOLLY:

To the tax payer.

JAMES:

Maybe but completely justified because

I am not a fully functioning soldier

until I've had my first shot of coffee

in the morning.

MOLLY:

Tea bag does me, boss.

James laughs.

JAMES:

(pulling out a felt tip pen

and writing on Molly's arm)

Now, Dawes, London. Nespresso shop on

Regents Street. Go and buy me some

Rosabaya coffee capsules and I will

adore you for always?

MOLLY:

Always sir?

Molly looks at her forearm that now has 'Rosabaya' written on

it in felt tip. Silence. He touches her hand, gently. Their fingers

entwined. They both watch their hands.

JAMES:

(whispers)

Come back to me.

MOLLY:

(whispers)

I will. Don't worry.

They're fingers are still entwined until suddenly they hear

wolf-whistles and a somewhat raucous salacious cheer and a shout

of 'Oi, boss man.'. It jerks them back to reality as it were.

JAMES:

(back as her Captain)

Hand over with the temp medic and get

your kit packed..

Molly stands and James leaves the tent in a hurry, embarrassed.

Molly looks sad watching him go.

10:
10:54 EXT. FOB. AFGHANISTAN. DAY 11. 13:30

A helicopter has landed to take Molly and Smurf to Bastion. As

Molly and Smurf prepare to head through the first gate everyone

is shouting orders at them and handing them pieces of paper with

orders written on.

NUDE-NUT

I want protein shake, chocolate

flavour.

FINGERS:

Some Marmite, yeah. A big bastard. 500

grammes minimum.

DANGLE BERRIES:

Get us some more boxers. Like anything,

Primark'll do.

MANSFIELD MIKE:

Yeah cos you've got skiddies in the rest

of em, haven't you Dangle Berries?

DANGLE BERRIES:

No mate, I used yours for that.

BRAINS:

Bring back some eye drops, Molly.

Seriously, all this dust and sh*t's

gettin in to my eyes and I'm in agony.

MOLLY:

I'd say that's the early stages of

cataracks!

MANSFIELD MIKE:

Are swear that's where we did basic

training, innit?

DANGLE BERRIES:

Catterick!

BAZ VEGAS:

Sensodine toothpaste, the one dentists

recommend.

SMURF:

We are going on our bloody holidays so

would you lot kindly...

Smurf gives them the finger. They cheer.

JAMES:

Good luck you two.

MOLLY:

Where's Sohail?

JAMES:

He's gone AWOL.

Molly lets this sink in. Smurf has heard.

SMURF:

I f***ing knew it. Taliban. You should

have let me shoot him on day one boss.

JAMES:

I'll pretend I didn't heard that,

Smurfoid.

BRAINS:

Might have saved the four lives on the

mountains.

SMURF:

Maybe if we find him we can invoice him

for the four body bags.

KINDERS:

Oi. Behave.

SMURF:

Am I right or I am I right, boss?

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