The Victors Page #3

coming and going by truck.

I can remember

when soldiers used to walk.

Yeah? Well, I don't see

your guys walking.

Move it!

(SERGEANT LAUGHS)

Where's your sentries, Craig?

(LAUGHS)

Little bo Peep has lost his sheep.

(DRUNKEN SINGING)

(BOTTLES SMASHING)

Are you crazy?

What are you doing?

How could you let this happen?

It seemed like a good idea

at the time.

(CRAIG) All right, the party's over!

- Hiya, Sarge.

- Upstairs, all of you.

On the double. Come on, move!

Come on.

You can report me for that

if you want to.

Anybody else gets funny,

and I'll do it again.

Now move!

Come here!

- Turn those spigots off!

- Yes, Sergeant.

(SERGEANT LAUGHING)

(CRAIG) Come on, come on.

All right, let's go.

With all they've drunk

on empty stomachs,

they'll get sunstroke out there.

You should have

thought of that before.

- Sarge, I've got to apologise.

- I'm not interested.

I wanna tell you I'm sorry.

Will you let me apologise?

(MUMBLING)

(LAUGHING)

(ARGUING)

I don't want to hear any more!

Understand? Get back to the truck.

- Come on, Sarge.

- Let go of my ear!

- I told you, let go!

- Come on...

Put me down, damn it!

Put me down! You let go... Moose!

Get away from me.

Sarge, I gotta apologise.

So help me, if you put your hands

on me again, I'll kill you.

Now get in the truck.

What's the matter, old buddy?

What's the matter, buddy?

You okay? You sick?

Would you feel any better

if you hit me again, Sarge?

Just get into the truck.

Oh, well, now I've seen everything.

(SOLDIERS LAUGHING)

I wouldn't laugh too soon,

if I were you.

Just give me a hand, thanks.

Come on, old buddy. Into the truck.

(GROGAN) Oh, Sarge, I'll help you.

Sarge, I'll help you.

I'll help you, Sarge.

I'll help you, Sarge.

(CRAIG) Here you are, take this.

(GROGAN) I'll help you.

I'll help you, Sarge.

I helped you, Sarge.

Good old Sarge.

There you are, Craig. As fine

a body of men as I've ever seen.

Hey! Where have mine gone?

I told you not to laugh too soon.

(TRUCK ENGINE REVS)

Oh, no. In the back, in the back.

I don't even want to look at you.

I understand.

(SOLDIERS) Hey!

(SOLDIERS TALKING INDISTINCTLY)

Keep moving, keep moving!

Cut across that field

and get under those trees.

What do you want me to do?

Run over the Captain's vegetables?

Why don't you pull up

right in front of his door?

I'm sorry, Sarge.

(CHATTERING INDISTINCTLY)

I worked hard for these stripes, too.

I was up for staff.

That's the way it goes, Sarge.

You do your best and some jerk

comes along and louses you up.

Yeah, but...

(CHASE) Good afternoon, sir.

Sergeant...

Yes, sir?

Looks like you worked those men

pretty hard today.

Yes, sir.

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