Heroes Don't Come Home Page #4

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What do we got here?

What the f***?

You call this a keeper?

What?

- It's pitch black out there.

It felt way bigger than that.

- Yeah, that's what she said.

- To who?

- Mm, there's not enough

here to make a fish stick!

Gentlemen!

Tonight we dine like kings!

- I had no idea.

- Her grandfather

was a bush pilot.

Flew her up to moosehead lake

when she was a little girl.

She wanted to

share that with me.

- How did you end up here?

- Oh, the directions

were 20 years old,

and so faded, you

could barely read 'em.

We drove around for hours.

God, she got us so lost.

And then, then we found

this dilapidated cabin.

No electricity, no water.

But she knew that was where

we were meant to

spend our honeymoon.

She knew it.

Only cost $14,000.

So we broke in that night,

spent the night on the floor,

and we bought it the next day.

Your father and I, we

built that back section

when you and Ben were born.

But that first week,

that was the happiest

time of my life.

So simple.

I'm hungry.

Who's hungry?

Oh!

Oh.

- Pop!

Morning.

- What time is it?

- Like, 10.

- No sh*t.

How long has he been out there?

- Oh, I shoulda gotten up.

Dad!

Dad!

Dad!

Dad!

Dad, dad!

- Hey slow down, slow down.

I'll go to the other side.

Go, go, go!

Alright, Ben!

Ben.

Ben.

Grab my hand.

- No, no, no, no!

- Ben, Ben, grab my hand.

Over here, over here.

Grab his head, grab his head!

Pull him back, come on!

Come on!

On his back, on his back.

You know CPR?

Okay, I'll do three

minutes, then you.

One, two, three, four, five,

six, seven, eight, nine, ten,

11, 12, 13, 14, 15,

16, 17, 18, 19, 20,

21, 22, 23, 24, 25,

26, 27, 28, 29, 30.

One, two, three, four,

five, six, seven, eight,

come on!

Come on, come on

not today, old man!

Come on!

Today's not your day!

Come on!

28, 29, 30!

Go breathe, breathe!

Breathe, breathe!

Good, good, good, good, good!

- Somebody!

Somebody help us!

- Breathe, breathe.

It's been two hours, Ben.

Ben!

- Six, seven, eight, nine, ten.

- Ben, he's gone...

- don't stop!

Keep going!

- He's gone.

- Five, six, seven,

eight, nine, ten.

- Hey!

- What do you want to do?

We need to do something.

It's been three hours.

Things are gonna

start to happen.

- I know.

- Put him in the truck?

Drive to the nearest hospital.

Want to tie it down?

I just don't want

it sliding around.

- Just get in the truck.

No!

No!

F***!

- Alright, what's

your plan here?

- I'm gonna walk.

- Okay great, now let's

think this through.

- What's wrong with you?

He's dead, Tim!

My dad just died.

- Yeah I know, I was here.

- Do you even know

what this is like?

I mean can you be

human for one second?

- We need to think this through.

That's 175 pounds.

We're at least 100 miles

from any kind of help.

We don't have the gear, the

supplies, or the manpower

to carry him that far.

- I'll take care of it.

- No, you'll end up dead from

dehydration or exhaustion.

Then you become my problem.

Ben, your arm's already shaking.

You haven't even reached

the end of the driveway.

- Don't worry about us!

We'll be fine.

- No!

You won't be fine!

What you're trying

to do cannot be done!

Better men have

tried, and failed!

- Then help me.

- I'm trying to.

- What is wrong with you?

- He was old.

I'm sorry.

He had a great run.

Sh*t, he went out on top!

Heart attack in paradise!

I can come up with a

lot worse ways to go!

Sorry I'm not so

broken up about it,

but this, this is the world

I'm very f***ing familiar with.

- Oh, you're such an a**hole.

- Why?

'Cause I'm here for

him, and not you?

I loved the guy, man.

I really did.

I wouldn't be here if

it weren't for him.

Not a chance in hell!

Really though,

what'd you expect?

- My friend!

I expected my friend!

Where's that guy?

- Dead.

You left that guy.

And he died in some sh*t hole

in the middle of the desert.

I'm right behind you!

You remember that?

That guy held his real

best friend's hand

while he bled out

from a shrapnel wound

that tore his body to pieces!

He lied to him!

Told him he was gonna be

okay while he bled out!

Try being human after that!

You ever felt someone's

hopes and dreams

leave their body?

Held their hand as

their skin turned gray?

And they sh*t themselves?

Where were you?

- You never let me apologize.

I've always been sorry.

- You f***ing should be.

Get the shovels.

Can't leave him inside,

and we can't carry him.

It's too far.

It's not a bad view.

You up?

- Yeah.

- Let's go.

You're not drinking enough.

Come on last thing we need

is you gettin' dehydrated.

Come on.

- Enough!

I'm fine.

- Your body needs water.

Simple biology.

- I'm not thirsty.

- Hey man, just take the water.

What the f***, man!

We don't have enough

clean water, as it is!

- Then just leave me alone!

- If you get dehydrated,

I won't be able to get

us both outta here!

- I don't need you

to get me outta here.

- Alright, f***ing tough guy.

- You know, I'm so sick

of your macho sh*t.

Excuse me!

Ladies and gentlemen!

But we have a real, genuine,

certified bad-ass here.

F***ing congratulations.

You hear that?

That's the sound of

the world not clapping.

- You're a f***ing prick.

- I'm a prick?

- Yeah.

You.

Where do you get off?

What do you have

to be so mad about?

- Everything.

- Blowing this out of proportion

a bit, don't you think?

- I just buried my

father in the dirt!

- And where you goin' now, huh?

Back home?

To your wife?

To your perfect home?

Your perfect little life?

- You chose not to

have those things.

- What?

No, I didn't make that choice!

I didn't get to!

- Please, are you

f***ing serious?

- Yes, I'm f***ing serious.

No one chooses to watch

their friends die.

You think I choose to hear

them when I close my eyes?

- You enlisted again.

You chose it.

- Where were you?

I distinctly remember you

saying you'd be right behind me!

Where were you!

Say it!

- I couldn't do it, man.

I couldn't kill my

person for that.

- You were afraid.

Maybe you do think

it was wrong now,

but you were afraid then, and

that's why you weren't there.

That's why you feel so guilty.

While you were doing keg stands,

and f***ing that pretty

little girlfriend of yours,

you know what I was doing?

- I'm sure you're gonna tell me.

- Defending your country.

Protecting this place.

A place you didn't earn.

- Then why are you so broken?

- I'm not broken.

- I think you can't deal

with what you've done,

and it f***ing kills you.

- And what have I done?

- You killed people, man.

You murdered people

for something that

you didn't believe in.

- You think I murdered people?

- What else do you call

killing another person

for something you

don't believe in?

- Oh, please.

All that political bullshit

goes right out the window

the minute, the f***ing second,

someone is trying to kill

you, or your friends.

I didn't murder them.

I stopped them from killing

people I cared about!

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