Rescue Dawn Page #4

We call him Little Hitler

for a very good reason.

He is the worst.

This one we call Jumbo.

DIETER:
Oh, wow.

That's the first smile I've seen

since I was shot down.

Yeah. He's, in fact,

one of the only truly nice guys here.

This is Nook the Rook right here.

He's also very much not a nice guy.

- What is his problem?

- It's all right. Just keep going.

His problem is he's Crazy Horse.

That's what we call him.

And he is a bastard. Keep going.

And I just cannot stand him.

- That's Walkie Talkie.

- Walkie Talkie?

We call him that 'cause he does not speak.

Never, never.

Hey, do yourself a favor, Kraut.

Keep your head down

and your mouth shut.

That's your best chance of surviving.

So there is a war.

There is a war.

All right. So tell me about

the peace talks, man. Geneva?

There's got to be peace talks, man.

Shut up, Gene.

There is no goddamn conference.

When are you gonna get that

through your skull?

Secret talks, man.

I'm just talking about secret talks.

Forget it.

We're not getting out.

No, no, no, there was a honcho

on the outside,

he said I would not be here too long.

They tell that to everyone

to get them to sign.

No, I did not sign. No.

Anyway, nice having met you.

What do you mean, met?

Well, my friends,

you can rot in here if you like,

but I'm gonna scram this very night.

This hut, it ain't no prison.

Scram. I like that. I like that.

Listen, listen, my friend,

you cannot escape.

If you try to escape,

you'll screw up our release.

Look, I don't give a sh*t about our release

or whatever you think is gonna happen.

But without water, you won't survive

more than two days out there.

And without water,

your tracks will be visible for even more.

The jungle is the prison. Don't you get it?

Hey, when does the rainy season start?

Five months, maybe six.

I can't wait that long.

Hey, listen, let's say you do survive

the jungle and lack of water,

whatever you find, snakes and animals

and sh*t are out there,

you won't make it out of camp.

There's six guards posted during the day.

Yeah.

That is during the day.

I'm going at night.

Why, what happens at night?

No.

No.

No.

I'm shitting my intestines out.

Again.

I'm sorry, I can't help it.

You just sh*t right on my hand again, man.

- Sorry.

- That makes it 2,207 times and counting.

Leave the guy alone, okay?

There ain't no alone, brother.

Does anybody have a nail?

What are you gonna do with a nail?

You're gonna stab all the lousy guards

to death with a nail?

What kind of plane you fly off of?

- Procet has got a shard of glass, man.

- No, that's no good.

I have porcupine needle.

No.

I've got a hammer and a socket wrench

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