Fort Bliss Page #4

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Help me?

Dance with him.

Come on, come on, let's dance.

How do you even dance to this?

You follow me.

Can you do that?

Come on. Yeah, yeah. Come on.

That's great.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Eh, eh, eh, eh.

What are you talking about?

Come on, come on.

Ssh.

You're beautiful.

Just f*** me, okay?

Oh, f***.

Get off! Get off me!

Get off me! Get off!

What?

Get out.

Look, I don't know what just

happened back there, but...

It's not your fault.

I'm sorry if I did

something that...

No, I'm... I'm sorry.

I should probably go.

You can stay if you want.

Stay.

What does that say?

El Porvenir.

It's the name of my hometown.

It means the future.

That's nice.

It's not, believe me.

It's a good thing you left,

then.

I still got my father and my

little brother back home.

I'm just starting to bring

them over here, you know?

Until then, it's like my

heart is in two places.

What about you?

What were you doing

in Afghanistan?

I was a medic.

Like a doctor or something?

More like an EMT.

I rode around in convoys and

assisted them when they got hit.

Sounds hard.

What?

I don't know too many

Mexicans with blue eyes.

I don't know too many

girls in the Army.

Come on in.

Hi, I was on my way out, sir.

You wanted to see me?

Have a seat, Sergeant,

close the door, please.

I just got word from battalion.

They moved up deployment.

We ship out in 60 days.

Sir?

I need you to keep a lid on it till COB

tomorrow when we make the formal announcement.

This was supposed to be

a temporary assignment.

I have a son,

and you assured me...

I'm sympathetic

to your situation.

But orders are orders.

There's nothing I can do.

What about my replacement?

Last I heard they were trying

to pull someone from distro...

but they're running on empty

same as everyone else.

If you don't mind my asking,

sir, how old are those photos?

A couple of years, why?

Do you ever worry you won't

be able to catch up anymore?

I know what I am...

and I know what I'm good at.

The world's best dad ain't it.

I've come to peace with that.

That'll be all, Sergeant.

Sir.

Sir, I told you I

couldn't guarentee the repair cost...

of the roof for your car.

And now you're

telling me it'll cost 500 bucks?

You guys are all the same,

aren't you?

Why don't you take your

business somewhere else?

Yeah, why don't you go back to your own

country, huh? How do you feel about that?

You want to see my

green card, pendeho?

You want to see

my green card, a**hole?

Get the f*** away from me!

Get the f*** out of here!

Get the f*** out of here!

I'm gonna report your ass

to the Better Business Bureau.

Yeah, f*** you, coolero!

I don't give a f*** what you do!

I'm sorry you had to see that.

Terrell was picking you up?

You sure?

Okay.

It's pretty good.

Mommy?

Yeah.

Why aren't you talking?

I've got nothing to say, buddy.

Okay.

We got a monkey over here.

Yeah. Tell me about it.

You're still cream

and sugar, right?

Ah, no sugar. I'll take it.

Really? Sh*t.

It's been a long time since we've

been at a playground together, huh?

Thanks for the call.

Hey, Dad.

Hey, buddy, looking good.

I got my orders.

What are you talking about?

My unit was in the pipeline for deployment

later this year and they moved it up.

You just got back.

I know, but my replacement

hasn't come in yet, so...

No, so you tell them

no f***ing way!

Besides, you get out

in like six months, right?

I re-enlisted.

What?

When I was in theater,

I re-enlisted.

Why would you do that?

Because I'm good at my job.

Look at me!

I can see you, buddy!

Jesus Christ, Maggie,

I don't believe you.

That's the thing, if a guy has to go

away to work, nobody questions it.

But if a woman leaves her family

to go to work, she's a bad mother.

No, we're not talking about

a three-day business trip here.

You know what? Who's gonna

get us health insurance?

Health insurance?

We would buy health insurance.

With what? Your commissions from those

bullshit condos that nobody wants?

We should have talked

about this.

Oh, really?

Yeah.

Oh, so you're the only one who gets

to do whatever the f*** you want.

No, this isn't about me,

this has consequences for Paul.

Oh, really, consequences?

So you f***ing some big-titted bimbo you

met in a bar didn't have consequences?

Hey! Don't talk

about Alma like that!

You didn't even

try to get out of it, did you?

Oh, you know that's

not how it works.

So what? So Afghanistan?

For how long?

Nine months... maybe a year.

Could be 15 months.

It could be.

So why aren't you

more upset about this?

I am upset about this!

No, no, you just don't

feel anything anymore?

The Army takes that

away from you?

Oh, you don't even know what

the f*** you're talking about.

You know what? I look at you and I look

at the woman that I met six years ago.

I don't even see the

goddamn resemblance.

You don't give a sh*t about

anybody but yourself, do you?

That is not true!

Huh? Well, why don't you

give me something then, huh?

Why don't you give me a little taste of how

you feel coming back after 15 months...

and then you get

to leave Paul again.

It sucks!

Because I'll tell you

how I feel about it.

I want to put my head

through a f***ing wall!

You think I don't know

what it's like?

Let me tell you something.

You don't know what it's like.

You don't know what it's like when there's a

voice on the phone and I don't recognize her.

Somebody rings a doorbell,

and I think, hm...

I wonder if it's dress uniforms.

Wonder how I'm gonna tell Paul.

I'm sorry.

No, you're not, you're just trying

to break that little boy's heart.

Because you'll fight for your country,

but you won't fight for your son, will you?

I don't have a choice.

Bullshit. You had a choice,

and you made it.

And I'll tell you something, if he comes

to live with us, he's gonna stay with us.

You wouldn't do that.

Well, you made your choice,

so I'll make mine.

Can you play with me?

Do you see I'm in the

middle of something?

It's bleeding.

Yeah, I'm fine.

Can I put a Band-Aid on it?

How come you don't cry?

Alice cut her finger at Day Care

and she cried for like three hours.

I used to cry when I was little.

I guess the older you get,

you just do it less and less.

I guess it's just a part

of being a grown-up.

All right, man, looks good.

Congratulations.

See you at the movie all right?

Hey, save me a seat this time.

All right, I'm gonna head out.

This good?

Yeah, it's great, it's all done.

Hang on. Stick around.

Talk to me.

How you doing?

Can't complain.

Can't or won't.

You miss your kid?

Oh, god, every day.

Are you trying to make me cry?

No.

It won't work.

Can't deal with tears.

You can talk to me, though.

You know that, right?

Yeah, I know that.

Because we're all

we got out here.

That's right.

You make me feel good, Maggie.

You always have.

The truth is... you excite me.

Relax. Nobody's coming in.

Mark, we're friends, okay?

You're married.

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