Lone Survivor Page #19

Choking.

Gulab takes water bottle from Marcus.

GULAB:

(arabic)

Slow.

Gulab hands Luttrell a bowl of cooked Lamb.

Luttrell starts inhaling the meat. Fist fulls. As he starts

choking.

GULAB (CONT’D)

(arabic)

Slow.

Luttrell nods. Trying to slow down. Trying to show a

semblance of control.

Gulab points to the Texas flag on Marcus’s vest.

GULAB (CONT’D)

America?

MARCUS:

Texas.

GULAB:

America?

121.

MARCUS:

Yes. America. Texas is America,

Yes.

LITTLE BOY:

Tex.

MARCUS:

Texas.

LITTLE BOY:

Texas.

Luttrell eyes the water bottle.

LUTTRELL:

More water. Please.

Gulab hands Marcus the bottle. Again he starts drinking in

desperate, choking gulps. The little boy laughing at

Luttrell’s ravenous thirst. Gulab a small smile.

The little boy and Gulab just stare. As Luttrell finishes all

the meat and drinks all the water.

LUTTRELL (CONT’D)

I don’t know why your doing this

for me.

Gulab and the little boy staring at Marcus.

LUTTRELL (CONT’D)

Thank you.

The two men staring at each other as an incoming RPG slams

into the house. Huge explosion.

Frantic screaming from outside. Gulab up and out first.

Luttrell struggles to stand. The little boy moving to

Luttrell helping him up. Luttrell grabbing his vest and gun

moving out just as a 2nd RPG detonates destroying the rest of

Gulab’s house.

106 EXT. VILLAGE 106

TARAQ attacks with his men.

Brutal fight. Hand to hand, gun on gun. Gulab shot, Marcus

shot again. The Taliban is about to kill Marcus when the

little boy calls out to Marcus.

122.

The Taliban is on top of Luttrell, choking him, killing him.

Luttrell’s hands clawing at the man, digging into earth,

grasping for wood, a stone, anything...when...a KNIFE, is

slapped into Luttrell’s hand. Luttrell looks up, the little

boy. Staring at Luttrell.

Marcus buries the knife into the neck of the fighter.

Rolling out as the building in front of them detonates. Heavy

machine gunfire tearing it up. Luttrell and Shah fall back. A

woman charges out grabbing the little boy. Eye contact with

Luttrell as he is carried away.

Gulab and Marcus pinned down...Taraq moving in.

Taraq is about to win.

When off camera, Luttrell looking up at the empty sky, he

hears something.

THUMP THUMP THUMP

Silent. Then.

Giant explosions all around Luttrell. Taliban blowing up as

if HAND of GOD was attacking.

106A INT. AC-130 106A

We see gunners targeting. The 40mm firing with extremeprecision.

106B Luttrell looks up behind him. 106B

Two American Apaches, flanking two Blackhawks.

106C

HIGHER 106C

C-130 gunship starts slow banking...

Tight on pilots, gunmen, ammo, fingers on triggers...sights

locked in...

106D On the ground... 106D

All gunships open fire, the ground around the village erupts.

Taliban shredded.

Taliban trying to run away. Shredded by the Apaches. The C

130.

Taraq turns...starts to run away.

Tight on Luttrell, gun up. Tight on Gulab, gun up...

123.

POV:
Both sights, Taraq’s head full frame.

Both men take a breath...

LUTTRELL:

Glorious Day.

Gulab fires first.

On Taraq, running towards us full frame as...

Gulab’s bullet slams into the side of Taraq...spinning him

around as...Luttrell’s bullet takes his head off...Taraq

falling slow and hard. Dead.

Tight on Luttrell and Gulab.

Apaches circling over head as two Blackhawks land behind

them.

Air Force Search and Rescue Helicopter airmen charge out of

the chopper towards Luttrell.

CREW CHIEF:

Luttrell?

LUTTRELL:

Yes sir.

CREW CHIEF:

It’s time to go home.

The Airmen reach for Luttrell. Luttrell won’t let go of

Gulab. They hold each other like life long brothers.

The US Airmen separate Marcus from Gulab. Marcus is too weak

to resist.

107 INT. CHOPPER 107

Luttrell loaded in the chopper, looks back at Gulab, reaches

for him.

Gulab takes his hand.

LUTTRELL:

He comes with me.

Luttrell’s hand is gently separated from Gulab as Green

Berets move into the village. Gulab steps back as the

chopper takes off.

Tight on Luttrell, weak eyes open, glassed up.

123A.

LUTTRELL (CONT’D)

There is a randomness to life. A

luck, a rhythm that is beyond my

ability to understand.

124.

108 INT. CHOPPPER 108

Flying fast over the Afghan mountains.

Luttrell beaten and broken, but clear-eyed...

Staring down at the vast epic Afghan mountain range.

LUTTRELL:

Brave men have fought and diedbuilding the proud tradition andfear of reputation that I am boundto uphold.

The mighty Hindu Kush...

As the sun sets...

Back to opening. Doctor’s working franticly to save Luttrell.

LUTTRELL (CONT’D)

I died up on that mountain. There’s

no question a part of me will

forever be up on that mountain dead

as my brothers died.

Close on heart monitor.

LUTTRELL (CONT’D)

But, there is a part of me that

lived. Because of my brothers,

because of them, I am still alive,

and I can never forget that no

matter how much it hurts, how dark

it gets, how far you fall...

From flatline to a heartbeat.

LUTTRELL(CONT’D)

You are never out of the fight.

LONE SURVIVOR.

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