Billy Lynn's Long Halftime Walk Page #11

- I'm sorry, guys.

- It's cool, man.

I know you've been looking out for us.

Taking one for the team.

Yeah, you the man, Billy Lynn.

- You okay, Billy?

- Yeah. Yeah, I'm good.

F*** it. Better this

movie not get made, man.

Sh*t, with Bravo starring,

people'll get so pumped up about the war,

they'd keep redeploying our asses

back to Iraq, you know?

- Wait, Sergeant, nobody's seen Major Mac.

- He'll show.

There goes those f***ing

asswipe d*ckheads again.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

- Hey.

- Hey, hey, guys, guys, guys.!

- Hey, come on, now.

- Back down! Back down!

- Come on. Come on.

- Back up, you guys.

- Come on, guys.

- Get back to work.

Let's go. They're not worth it. Let's go.

Let's go. You all right?

- Get back to work.

- Everyone okay?

Hey, Josh, where's your kit?

Whoa. What do you mean?

You're rolling

with Bravo now, man.

- Yeah, one of us, going to Iraq, man.

- Come on,

I'm just gonna take

you, 'cause I like you.

No, no, no.

Whoa, whoa, boys, okay,

that's my undercarriage.

Josh, man,

you got to learn how to fight.

- Hey. Where are you?

- Near the yellow loading area.

I'm almost there. Hang on.

I see you. I see you.

Oh, God, why do you have to go?

No sacrifice too great. Duty first.

Geez, I can't believe I just said that.

I need you, Billy Lynn.

Well, you can have me. Anytime.

I'd like that.

I'd like any minute I can get with you.

Wow.

Girl...

I'd just about run away with you.

"Run away"?

But y'all are getting redeployed.

You're a decorated hero.

Right. Of course.

I was just kidding.

Well, I still got a long

walk ahead of me, so...

I guess I better get going.

I'll pray for you.

- Shut up.

- Thought we lost you there, Billy.

No?

Suck my dick, you bunch of shits!

I'll f***ing kill you, you f***ing sh*t!

Get off! Get off me!

I'm going down.

Boys!

F***. Get the f*** off me!

Stand down. Stand the f*** down.

F*** off.

Sarge?

Sarge?

Take them out!

Cover that f***ing building.

F***! Lynn!

He's gone, Sergeant.

F***. Come on, buddy.

Come on, Shroom. Come on, buddy.

I knew it'd be you, man.

I f***ing knew it'd be you.

I am so f***in' proud of you.

Hey, Billy. You still with us?

Yes, Sergeant.

I'm not flaking on you.

Good. I'm gonna need you, Billy.

You got to help me

keep these clowns alive, okay?

Come on.

All right, 2nd Squad, let's move on out.

Okay, boys, your duffels, and your

footballs, are in the car already.

It's been a pleasure.

Real bad-ass, Josh...

Right back in time.

One minute.

HEY-

Looking like I might die a virgin.

That's really f***ing hilarious, Billy.

I'm going back, Kat.

Good. You go back.

Trashing another country's easy.

Standing up to your own...

That would take a real hero.

It's not fair, Kat.

It's not fair.

Nothing's fair.

I'm not a hero, Kat.

I'm a soldier.

That's what Shroom taught me.

That's where I belong.

I'm not saying it's right,

but it's not wrong, either.

It just is.

I just wish there was some goddamn way

I could make you proud of me.

I'm always proud of you.

I love you.

So, here you are, Billy.

Yeah.

I guess I always have been.

You know, I've been thinking

these past two weeks

that I know something.

Something that civilians don't know,

but you know what?

They're the ones running this show.

I mean, I've lived the damn war,

but it's still their war. Isn't it?

Their movie.

We're a nation of children, Billy.

We go somewhere else to grow up,

sometimes die.

It's your time to step up.

Remember,

the bullet's already been fired.

Yeah.

I'm ready, Sergeant.

I love you.

I love you.

I love you.

I love you, man.

- I love you.

- I love you.

- I love you.

- I love you.

What do you

want me to say?

I love you, too.

We're good. Let's roll.

- Hell, yeah.

- And get us the f*** out of here.

Yeah, before they kill us.

Take us someplace safe.

Take us back to the war.

Take us home.

Seat belts,

ladies.

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