Lone Survivor Page #9

APACHE PILOT:

That’s what we thought. BAGRAM isnow QRF.

MUSSLEMEN:

The 47s?

APACHE PILOT:

Correct.

MUSSLEMEN:

Are we not the QRF now?

APACHE PILOT:

That’s my understanding.

Mussleman is a bit confused...

54.

Apache pilots climb into their two birds.

Take off.

43 EXT. MOUNTAIN 43

10 MINUTES LATER:

Gear packed the four SEALs stand over the Afghans.

MURPHY CONT’D

Everybody good?

Quick nods from the team as Murphy’s flip knife comes out. He

quickly cuts through the flex cuffs. Freeing the Afghans.

MURPHY:

You three just won the lottery.

Speak well of us.

An odd moment as the Afghans stare at the SEALs. Not fully

understanding that they are free to leave.

MURPHY (CONT’D)

Go!

The little goat boy stares at Murphy. A beat then gets it.

Turning fast he takes off sprinting down the hill.

The old man holds a beat. Says something quietly to the team.

Sounds fairly ominous.

Then he too turns and slowly, deliberately starts making his

way down the long steep mountain.

Murphy looks at the team.

MURPHY (CONT’D)

Let’s move it.

The four SEALs, full gear, start moving up the mountain.

There is no trail. Just steep rocks, fallen trees, and a

brutal pitch.

43A THE YOUNG GOAT BOY. 43A

RUNNING DOWN THE HILL.

55.

Leaping over rocks. Fallen trees. The kid’s movements are

beautiful. Mountain agility in his DNA. Virtually FLYING down

the mountain.

43B

UP TOP. 43B

Slow going for the SEALs. Murphy leading. Danny, loaded up

with COMMS, second. Luttrell breathing hard. Axe bringing up

the rear.

On AXE

Constantly checking behind him.

His left foot catches on some loose granite. Gives out.

Axe rolls his ankle hard. Slips, falls hard sliding fast

tumbling and smashing hard into a fallen tree stump.

Sprained right ankle and bruised left ribs.

Murphy stops, looking back as Luttrell moves down to Axe.

Axe struggling back on his feet.

LUTTRELL.

You ok?

AXE:

F***ing Afghanistan.

LUTTRELL.

Yea. I’m the one who’s supposed to

be falling.

AXE:

I’m fine.

He takes a step. White flash of burst pain tears through him.

He buckles. Clearly not alright.

43C THE GOAT KID 43C

Running hard approaching the village.

43D UP TOP. 43D

Luttrell reaches for him. Axe pulls away.

AXE (CONT'D)

I’m good. Let’s go.

Axe digs his foot in. Grinds through the pain and starts backup the hill.

56.

AXE (CONT'D)

Maybe we should just hike down to

the village, ask to borrow a phone.

Tight on Murphy’s small smile as he digs it up the hill.

The group now moving even slower cause of Axe’s ankle.

44

EXT. THE VILLAGE. 44

Quiet. A couple of small fires. Some cooking. A group of

young boys playing with sticks. Women cooking as - The young

GOAT BOY comes tearing, full sprint into the village.

TIGHT ON THE GOAT BOY. Eyes wide.

Screaming for Shah.

Villagers start to gather. Shah approaches the boys.

Breathing hard, they point up the mountain.

A couple of Taliban hear this. Take off into the woods.

TRACKING with the two Taliban.

As they sprint deeper into the woods. Into the Taliban camp.

Taliban soldiers sleeping. The two find Shah and Taraq. Tell

them about the Americans.

Shah quickly on his walkie talkie, old school but deathlyeffective. Rounding up his fighters.

Quick shots of the Taliban army. Feels like 150 men. Arming

themselves. AK’s, RPG’s, grenades, a lot of ammo. Radio gear.

Quiet, cool, professional. These Afghan soldiers are loading

up big time...

45

EXT. UP MOUNTAIN. 45

The SEALs cresting the hill.

MURPHY:

F***.

He’s looking up at a larger hill in front of them. They have

just ascended a false summit. Still blocked in by another

very steep mountain.

MURPHY (CONT'D)

Danny?

57.

Dietz is already into the radio, as Luttrell and Axe spread

out, digging in, guns pointed down hill.

DANNY:

(on radio)

Anvil 1 this is Spartan 01, over.

Nothing.

MURPHY:

Great.

Comms still clearly dead. Murphy weighing his options. They

are high above the village. Murphy pulls out binoculars.

Scanning the village and mountain.

All three SEALs on glass. SCANNING.

SEALS POV:

Nothing moving. From their vantage the town seems quiet.

Business as usual.

They cannot see the Taliban off in the woods. They are

OBLIVIOUS to the magnitude of the threat.

CUT TO:

46 TWENTY MINUTES LATER. 46

Danny still working the radio. Axe has tightened his boot.

Murphy and Luttrell have spread out on the hill. Staring down

at the village.

Murphy’s got his SAT phone out. Trying to get a signal.

Can’t.

He’s looking with disgust at the mountain behind him, knowing

that it’s blocking his signal.

MURPHY:

(to mountain)

Move B*tch.

Luttrell’s fifteen feet to his left.

LUTTRELL:

What do you want to do?

MURPHY:

Go home, get in bed, and watch

Anchorman.

58.

LUTTRELL:

Check.

MURPHY:

I wanna be on you.

LUTTRELL:

Roger that. Should I spread the

word?

MURPHY:

Not just yet. Let’s hold up for an

hour and see just how big of a can

of hell we’ve opened.

LUTTRELL:

What do you think?

MURPHY:

We did the right thing. We let our

love light shine. God ought to be

smiling down on us. Isn’t that how

it works? Good things happen to

good people?

LUTTRELL:

You think they’re coming after us?

MURPHY:

Like a pack of wild dogs.

MURPHY keys his radio.

MURPHY (CONT’D)

What say you Axe?

AXE:

(on radio)

I’m fine.

Murphy looks up behind him to the large cliff.

MURPHY:

(to Axe)

You good to go?

AXE:

No problems boss.

MURPHY:

Here’s the deal. Lay low here.

Soon as the sun sets we move.

(MORE)

59.

MURPHY (CONT'D)

If we can’t get comms from that top

we’re probably gonna have to walk

home anyway, so get some rest. Axe

you’re first security. We move in

about sixty minutes.

46A THIRTY MINUTES LATER. 46A

Murphy, Danny, and Marcus. Hats low. Eyes closed. Danny on

the glass.

It’s quiet. Sun getting low. Probably two hours of sunlight

left.

ON AXE.

Calmly checking down hill, whistling very quietly to himself.

Tight on Luttrell resting.

Danny. Eyes closed. One arm around his radio.

Murphy. Eyes open. Staring up at the sky.

Back to Axe. Focused down range.

Down the mountain. Something appears to move. Axe misses it.

Hold a beat. More movement.

Just catches Axe’s peripheral... Axe shifts his gaze.

Focusing.

THEN:

More movement. Axe sees it, raises his gun eye to the scope.

Gently scanning the area of movement.

Stops whistling.

AXE’S POV:

No movement.

Axe slowly pans his M-4 across the hill. Suddenly A FLASH OF

SOMETHING HUMAN.

A HUMAN. He pans a bit more to the right. Then two more.

AXE pans way to the right. Almost as high as the SEALs are

and he see’s more movement.

They are almost surrounded.

TIGHT ON LUTTRELL eyes still closed.

60.

MURPHY (CONT'D)

(oc)

Sssst! Sssst!

Luttrell lifts up his hat and looks left.

Sees Axe, rigid, in firing position, his rifle aimed straight

up the mountain.

MURPHY (CONT'D)

(to Danny)

Try and call it in.

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