American Sniper Page #3

from what looks like the east side.

And it goes into the building

with the flames...

...and the smoke billowing out

the other side of the tower.

It's hard for me to tell exactly which is

the north side and which is the south side.

It appears it's coming out

of the north side.

And then, moments ago,

these incredible images.

I believe that's the first one.

That's the south tower collapsing.

It almost looks like one of those implosions

of buildings that you see...

...except there is nothing controlled

about this. This is devastation.

You hardly even know me.

I know enough.

You are a package deal, babe.

What are you so afraid of?

Nothing.

Everything, I don't know.

What if it doesn't work out?

We're gonna get married

and then we're gonna start a family.

You got it all planned out, don't you?

I'm done.

I love you.

You're gonna need a ring if you

wanna talk all tough like that.

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Ladies and gentlemen,

Mr. and Mrs. Chris Kyle!

- What the hell is on your neck?

- Hm?

Your neck. You got, like,

green paint all over you.

Would you believe me, babe,

if I told you...

...that I had an IV and I was

all green about two hours ago?

What?

It's a package deal, babe.

Oh, my God.

Come here, you.

Cheers to that.

What's the word, chief?

Just got the call, boys.

It's on!

Hooyah! Ha-ha-ha.

Shots!

Yeah! Whoo!

- Only six weeks, baby.

- I'm so afraid, baby.

That's what they say.

You got nothing to be afraid of.

It's all part of the plan.

Your heart is beating out of your chest.

That's just because I'm not

the only one who's going to war, that's all.

Welcome to Fallujah.

The new Wild West of the old Middle East.

AQI put a price on your heads, and now

extremists from around the globe...

...are flooding the borders to collect on it.

You snipers, you're gonna be paired

with a Marine to watch your back...

...and inserted along the main road to do

oven/vatch for 1st Marines going door to door.

Your job is to protect those Marines

at all costs.

The city has been evacuated.

Any military-age male

who is still here...

...is here to kill you.

Let's bring these boys in safe

and get our asses back home.

Out of my truck! Out, out, out!

I'd keep that head down, Tex.

Muj got snipers, too, you know.

A sniper won't aim for your head.

Man, they got this one sniper that's been

hitting headshots from 500 yards out.

They call him Mustafa.

He's in the Olympics.

They got sniping in the Olympics now?

Hold on, I got a woman and a kid,

200 yards out, moving towards the convoy.

Her arms aren't swinging.

She's carrying something.

She's got a grenade. She got a RKG

Russian grenade she just handed to the kid.

You say a woman and a kid?

You got eyes on this? Can you confirm?

Negative. You know the R.O.E. Your call.

Man, they fry you if you're wrong.

They send your ass to Leavenworth.

F***, that was gnarly.

F***ing evil b*tch.

Nice shooting. Hell of a call.

Roger. Good looking out, Navy.

- F***, you hear that, man?

- Get the f*** off me.

Where is everybody?

- We're just picking our d*cks.

- We're training those f***ing Haji soldiers.

- Hey, why aren't you out there?

Well, I have the shits.

What...

...from reading a comic book?

It's a f***ing graphic novel, man.

It's a big difference.

I heard you were on f***ing fire out there.

Marc Lee came in,

said you popped your cherry.

Is that right?

There was a kid

who barely had any hair on his balls.

Mother gives him a grenade.

Sends him out there to kill Marines.

Dude, that was evil like I never seen before.

Yeah, but, hey, man...

...you know that kid could've taken out,

like, ten f***ing Marines, right?

- Yeah, but I killed him.

- You did your job.

That's the end of the story.

Yeah, it's just not how I envisioned

that first one to go down.

Oh!

F***, man.

What the hell?

That was your overvvatch, Einstein.

You can thank him later.

Let's move!

Keep it going.

Keep it going.

Hurry up.

Contact! Front disperse!

Cease fire!

Whoa.

Eyes on the rooftop.

Keep your eyes up there.

Breacher up!

Man down! Man down!

We need a corpsman over here now.

Enemy sniper located.

Approximate grid:

Quebec-Romeo-155604.

Smells like piss in here.

Yeah, well...

You covered our asses out there,

man. Some ballsy shots.

Uhn. F***. They were clean, right?

Hell, yeah, they were.

F***ing sniper went right up our ass.

I already chewed out security detail.

Won't happen again.

It better not happen again.

There's a hot spot 400 meters out.

I'm gonna go write up

some shooter statements.

How many did you get?

I got six-

Well, that's not true. I got eight...

...but they dragged two off.

You got six?

- Yeah, why? What's wrong?

- Nothing.

You got more

than the rest of the snipers combined.

Yeah, but they got one of us.

You can't shoot what you can't see.

His wife said he was carrying a Koran.

Look, I don't know what a Koran looks like...

...but I can tell you what he was carrying.

It was pressed metal, shot 7.62s,

and it looked just like an AK-47.

So you tell me what he was carrying.

Oh, here he comes.

Ladies and genitals, listen up!

We have a legend in our midst.

Round of applause for the legend.

There we go. We're so proud of you

back home on the range, boy.

Now, it's been said that the legend here...

...can kill 100 men with one blow.

Or, no, it was- No, f***, what was it?

It was one blow from a single man.

He blew 100 men.

And he's single.

And so-

Goddamn it! Sh*t!

Oh, sh*t!

Damn, man!

You want a food fight?

Come on. Sh*t.

Only way to shut you up.

Have you killed anyone yet?

That is not the way the call home

is supposed to go, babe.

Don't be weird with me.

Seriously.

I want you to tell me everything.

Well, there's certain things

you just can't say over the phone.

Okay, you knocked me up, right?

And I'm sitting here by myself,

literally assembling baby cribs...

...and you can't talk to me?

That's your big plan?

You guys almost done over there, yet?

I can't stop thinking about that little

pink number you wore on our honeymoon.

Yeah, it's called a nightgown.

Yeah.

And three days?

Three days is not a honeymoon.

You know, it was a good three days.

I miss you real bad.

I miss you too.

Hey, you want me to talk dirty to you?

Yeah.

Hold on. Hold on a second.

But I got a phone in one hand

and a gun in the other...

...so I don't know what I'm gonna do.

Well, you're gonna have to decide

what's more important, baby.

You're horny preggers.

Fat and horny.

- It's f***ing disgusting.

- Ha-ha-ha.

If you were 300 pounds, I'd still do you.

So romantic.

How's my boy?

Nobody said it's a boy.

I can't wait to see

the way you're gonna be with him.

How do you know?

I just know.

I can sense it.

I hope you're right.

Baby, I am right.

Hey, did your dad get ahold of you?

No, I haven't checked my e-mails.

Sh*t.

Okay, you need to hang up

and call him, all right?

Why, what's wrong?

F***, I'm so selfish.

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