Tunnel Rats Page #3

I'm gonna get a girl.

I'm gonna get a boat. I'm gonna get

a little house on Lake Winnipesaukee.

It's gonna be f***ing great.

I'm serious.

But meantime,

this is what we've got right

here. Right f***ing here.

There's a forest full

of chinky-eyed motherfuckers,

and they got their vision of the

gook dream, whatever that is.

They'll slit your

f***ing throat to get it.

- You're missing it...

- Oh yeah? Tell me.

Burger joints.

They're the wave of the future.

That sounds good.

How about some f***ing water?

Yeah. Sure.

F***ing war.

What the f***, man?!

Did you piss in this?

- Nah, nah.

- F***! Thank you.

You're a real winner.

This is serious sh*t,

boy, all right? Pay attention.

There's power to the way a man

smokes a cigarette, all right?

- Right-handed?

- Yeah.

All right.

Relax your shoulders.

Look forward. Inhale.

- Sh*t!

- You all right?

Heading to the tunnels tomorrow.

I wouldn't be smoking.

The VC don't give a damn

about no cigarette smoke.

When you're underground in a confined space,

the VC can smell anything on you:

Your aftershave,

cigarette smoke in your uniform.

They can even tell what brand.

If that happens, you're as good as dead.

Bullshit, Johnson.

Bullshit, all right?

My mom would kill me

if she saw me doing this.

I wouldn't worry about your mom

killing you tomorrow, Verano.

My parents have a house

on Lake Michigan.

And at night, me and my sister,

we'd sneak out and go down to the beach.

We'd run up the sand dune and

lay there and look at the stars.

We'd talk about

all kinds of sh*t.

She'd talk about girl stuff

and I'd talk about baseball.

We'd spend hours up there.

I remember one time...

...we fell asleep up there

and we got in so much trouble.

I woke up to my f***ing dog

licking me in my face.

I don't know, man.

I'd do anything

to see my family right now.

My sister and my dog

and my parents.

What about your folks?

It must have been pretty tough

on you, your mom and your dad.

You don't know sh*t about

my mom and my dad.

Sorry.

Why you asking all these

stupid-ass questions, anyway?

- Get the f*** off my bunk, man.

- I didn't mean anything. Sorry.

None of that sh*t matters.

Where you've been,

where you're from.

Right now you're in Vietnam.

It matters what you do

on that field.

Oh, sh*t.

Got a blow a kiss to my girl.

Oh, yeah. The moon

is nice and bright out there.

- Who you out there kissing?

- Oh, it's a concept

me and my girl came up with:

the satellite of love.

I send a kiss up every night

and she takes one down from the moon.

- It's nice.

- Yeah.

Let me ask you something.

What happened with you

and Hollowborn today?

We had to talk

a couple things out.

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