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You're not gonna make

some kind of weapon, are you?

You're cute.

l told you to secure the prisoner.

Sorry, chief.

Close the door.

We're shoving off. Get in the van.

So, chief.

What's your wife's name?

What?

Your wife. Her name?

None of your business.

-You're married?

-None of your business either.

l just have trouble picturing it.

What is she, a marine?

Glad you got a sense of humor.

-You'll need it where you're going.

-lt seems we hit a nerve.

l'm not in the habit of chatting up

family to a prisoner.

So you do have a family?

Wife and a son.

You two rehearse this

at the gas station?

This isn't how we came.

Shortcut. We're behind.

Are you sure about this?

l've come this way

plenty of times before.

lt's an old mining road.

Connects with the highway in 20 miles.

Save us an hour.

Well, what's the rush?

l thought you were the one itching

to get back?

Can l have some water?

Thanks.

What the f*** now?

What was that?

Come on, honey.

Come on, baby.

Come on, sweetie.

No-good piece of sh*t!

Why'd it stop?

What do l look like,

the Amazing lKreskin?

Jesus.

We're in the middle of nowhere.

No need to panic. l was a machinist's

mate with the fleet.

Give me that!

That's an encouraging sign.

Oh, sh*t.

Could it be the battery?

No, it's not the f***ing battery.

-Maybe it's all this rust.

-You don't know sh*t about engines.

Just trying to help.

-What kind of gas did you get?

-Don't try to blame this on me.

lt was fine before.

Sure it's not the battery?

Son of a b*tch!

You should put a tent

over this circus.

All right! We're shoving off.

Where?

-The way we came.

-You mean walk?

No, l'm gonna carry you.

lt's not like you're going anywhere.

All right.

This is the first exercise

l've had in weeks.

-Glad you're enjoying yourself.

-Pass the water bottle.

No. One capful an hour.

Those are the rules.

-Everything with you is rules.

-Rules are why we got water to drink.

Single file.

Whole thing's absurd.

You join the Navy and you think,

worst case, you'll drown.

But dying of thirst?

Remember high school English?

This is how they'd define ''irony'':

Three sailors dying in the desert.

Rock, where you going?

Highway's on the other side

of that hill.

What, another shortcut?

Don't start, Devane.

lt seems extreme to leave the road...

...go across the desert to a hill.

lt's not open for discussion.

Either follow me or l'll

shoot you for mutiny.

-Look, l found something.

-What?

l don't know.

Looks like a sign or something.

What's it say?

Looks like ''anger.''

Must have known Rock was coming.

Ha, ha, ha.

That ain't ''anger,''

that's ''danger.''

From what?

l'm pretty sure l got enough to file

a lawsuit against you guys.

Let's raise the floor until we're

standing above ground.

l don't see you doing anything.

Look for some rope or something.

No. We're f***ed.

Well, that's the spirit!

Chief, we should've never

left the road.

That's history. Quit your whining.

We could all die here.

Not if l kill you first.

Go ahead and try it.

Don't get me started.

You don't scare me, pop.

-That's it, you jack-off!

-Hold on!

-Back off!

-There's a way out!

How?

lf we stand on each other's shoulders,

one of us can reach the top.

And who climbs out first?

l do.

-That's what l figured.

-l can't hold you!

-Forget it!

-Who cares who goes first?

You think that once she got up there

she'd drop a rope down to us?!

Of course she will.

-Won't you?

-l'm not a murderer.

How do l know? Maybe that's

why you got 7 to 10.

You're a real a**hole.

lf she let us out, she'd be facing

at least seven years in the brig.

-She'd cover the hole over us.

-ls that what you think?

-That's what l think!

-You're wrong!

What choice do we have?

We either try this or we all stay

here and die like rats.

Hey, hold still down there!

Almost got it.

l got it!

Okay, send her up!

Got it!

Okay! Throw it down!

Come on, toss it down!

Toni?

Toni!

-Give it a rest, she's gone.

-No, she's not. Toni!

Sucker.

She left us.

That f***ing b*tch left us.

Goddamn it!

l gotta get to a phone.

What is it with you

and that f***ing phone?!

She's back!

You're damn lucky l come out

to get you at all.

Fourth of July and all.

We got fireworks tonight.

Some people say it's the best

in the county.

Far as eats goes...

...only place halfway decent

is Bucky's.

Them kids yours?

Gee, l'd love to see

the fireworks, Pop.

-Can't we stay, Dad? Please?

-You should.

l got a band playing tonight

over at Shorty's.

Just ask for Dead in a Row.

We'll try to have her ready

for you in the morning.

lt's been real. Adios.

l gotta report back to base,

tell them what's going on.

You book us two connecting rooms.

And you stay with me.

ln there.

Boy.

Gonna reach out and touch someone?

Two rooms.

Evening, skipper. Chief Petty Officer

Rock Reilly reporting.

What's going on?

We had mechanical problems

and have to spend the night.

I can't authorize that.

Where the hell are you?

-Place called Yemassee.

She has a flight tomorrow.

l know she has to be on a plane

to San Diego at 0800.

Get her down here ASAP!

-We'll be there in time.

-You better be!

Aye-aye, sir.

l was just trying to save myself

a shitload of paperwork.

Thanks just the same.

Thanks for coming back.

Let's go.

Thought you never read them.

l got toothbrushes and toothpaste.

So what'd she do? Espionage?

Jaywalking?

Overdue library books?

Well?

Watch her while l take a shower.

l knew you had nothing to wear.

lKind of loud, l guess.

lt's beautiful.

You like it?

Thank you.

Two rarebits, one blue plate,

one soup. lt's too hot for soup.

l'll bring you three salads.

Anything else?

Not unless l'm missing something.

Honey, you ain't missing nothing

as far as l can see.

That goes double for you, ma'am.

l just love a man in uniform!

Now, there goes a real woman.

Thanks.

Got a real lady-killer here.

l'll give up my room for the cause.

At least get rid of the ring.

Ring don't matter.

-Real pro.

-No.

We separated 10 years ago.

Thank you.

Anytime.

What about your son?

With his mom.

What about your brother?

What about him?

File only has the facts.

That's all they're interested in.

lt didn't say if he--

A week after l got sentenced.

Guard came in with lunch and said,

''By the way, your brother died.''

l raised him, see?

Me and my aunt, but me mostly.

But he got wild long before

l joined the service.

Last couple years l started getting

calls for money.

Bail, mostly.

Then for other things.

That's when l started saying no.

Not that l've been an angel...

...but at least l learned

where to draw the line.

l thought l had, anyway.

l get a call that Bobby's

lying in some hospital OD'd.

l asked for emergency leave.

Refused. Well, l flipped.

And the assault?

l hit an SP trying to bring me in.

With a tire iron?

You're handy with a tire iron too.

Obviously, l wasn't thinking clearly.

And finding out about Bobby

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