The Last Detail Page #5

who's doing their job.

Who then?

Injustice.

Bullshit!

You don't never get mad at nobody.

You're just a p*ssy.

I do too get mad.

Did you ever get mad at the old man

for what he done to you?

Well, he was just...

Doing his job.

They're going to take eight years

out of your life.

Six years. You said six.

What the f*** difference does it make?

You don't even care about it.

Hey, come on, Bad Ass.

- That don't help him.

- F*** help!

I mean, f*** fair.

F*** injustice.

Don't you ever just

want to stomp on someone...

...and bite off their ear,

just to do it?

Just to get it out of your system?

Well, I do remember something

I got mad at.

Something when I was in the brig

a marine did.

What happened? Grunts beat you up?

But that didn't get me mad.

Well, goddamn it,

what did get you mad?

This marine guard...

...he asked me if I believed

in Jesus Christ.

I said, "Yeah."

And he said that from now on...

...he was Jesus Christ,

and I shouldn't ever forget it.

What'd you do?

Did you hit him?

Can you imagine that?

That's awful!

Did you coldcock him?

He better hope the chaplain

don't catch him.

Most of the chaplains I know...

...want to stand up on the bridge

with the old man...

...and look through aviator sunglasses.

It takes a lot of dedication

to be a Navy chaplain.

Don't take diddlyshit, man!

Come on.

Come on. Come on!

Take a f***ing poke at me!

Take a poke at me. Come on.

- Come on.

- What for?

I'll punch you out...

Punch me out, you little prick!

- He won't punch you. You know that.

- I'll make him!

Bad Ass, I like you.

Yeah, I like you.

I'm taking you to jail,

motherf***er.

That ain't your fault.

Come on, Mule!

Come on, goddamn it!

Bad Ass?

Would you teach me the hand signals?

I don't give a sh*t!

One time...

...when I was down in Long Beach...

...this friend of mine

was looking for me...

...and I was up

on top of the car...

...and I pissed on his head.

Just being crazy, you know what I mean?

Don't you get crazy with me!

I think I'm going to be sick again.

How're we going to work this out?

Work what out?

Who gets what bed!

What the f*** difference does it make?

Well, I can't take...

...this sh*t indefinitely, man.

What sh*t?

Somebody's got to make a decision.

There you go.

Just remember...

...rank has it privileges.

Wait a minute.

They make them sh*t here.

What?

All we got to do is

get off the train at Philly...

...and take a bus to Camden.

What's the matter with that?

It's a couple hours.

He didn't ask to see his mother.

He wouldn't ask...

...to go to the head if he had the runs.

I'm telling you,

he wants to see his mother.

How do we know she's home?

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