The Messenger Page #4
...you're not cut out for it.
So you have a girl?
Kelly.
We were together
since we were little kids.
Then when I was deployed, everything...
She wanted you to commit, you balked...
...and the minute you were gone,
Jody plunked his ass down in the La-Z-Boy.
The only reason to get married like that
is the extra pay.
Cut them in, then cut them loose.
Of course, they can always get pregnant
and bleed you dry.
It's too easy.
I just told her she was free.
I didn't want you knocking on her door.
Yeah, well.
Anyway, lot of Shellys out there.
Kelly.
You know, up to Vietnam,
they used send a telegram.
If it was your wife, what would she want?
Why don't you just kill me,
you son of a bitchl
Yeah! Come on! Come on!
Hey, that was quick.
Are you awake?
Just making sure you're on your toes.
- Is this a joke, sir?
- No, no. I just...
You know, since I stopped drinking,
I stay up nights...
...especially after notifying someone.
So you think you might stay on
after your enlistment's up?
I mean...
...hell, you...
What's your e-mail anyway? Do you I M?
I don't have a computer.
Really? How does that work?
Hey, you're funny.
- What?
- You calling my beeper.
- No, I'm not.
- Oh, sh*t.
Get ready. I'll meet you on post.
What's going on?
You gotta get out of here.
Don't look at me like that. I gotta go,
so you gotta go. Come on, let's go.
I don't get it. You married or something?
No, no. I just got... work.
Work? In the middle of the night
all of a sudden?
What the do you do? Deliver babies?
Dale Martin. Dale Martin. Dale. Dale.
Specialist Eric Martin, killed in action...
- I got it covered.
- I'm doing this one.
...in southern Iraq...
- It's okay. I'll do it.
I'm assigned to do something,
I'm going to do it, sir.
Specialist Eric Martin, southern Iraq.
Well, okay. It's a man this time.
So?
Men try harder to keep it together.
They're also the ones that can hurt you.
You cannot be a burden to taxpayersl
- You're not entitled to welfare...
- I'm doing this.
... Assistance that comes
in any way out of my pocket.
Well, then, reach down in your pants...
...grab a double handful of balls
and do it right.
Freeloader, got itl You can come here
if you can invest here...
around, let's say, 50 times
If you can do that, ha, comel
Let's go.
Let's go.
Excuse me?
Mr. Martin?
Oh, sh*t!
Dale Martin?
The Secretary of the Army
has asked me to express his deep regret...
...that your son, Specialist Eric Martin,
was killed in action yesterday...
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