Our Girl Page #7

KINDERS:

What the hell are you doing Smurf? Get

down now!

As Smurf fires, everybody within the base fires rapidly at it

too. During this frantic and confusing cacophony of bullet rounds,

Smurf shouts at Molly.

SMURF (CONT'D)

Now Molly, now. F***ing run! F***ing

run!

Molly gets up and sprints into the base as heavy artillery destroys

the distant compound.

James is watching through binoculars from the watch tower.

Molly makes it into the compound.

Smurf is still shooting wildly at the compound. He stops and dugs

back down behind the ridge with a crazed look on his face. Kinders

looks over at him, worried.

SMURF (CONT'D)

(to himself)

No one’s coming walking out of there

tonight.

KINDERS (OOV)

Are you sure you saw something?

10:
33:07 INT. WATCH TOWER. BASE. DAY 5. 13:15

James is watching the distant and bullet ridden compound. There

is no movement at all.

JAMES (OOV)

I didn’t see anything.

10:
33:11 EXT. COMPOUND. DAY 5. 13:20

They are all back and in the base. The adrenaline is high.

10:
33:14 MUSIC OUT – 1G8

SMURF:

It was like Call of Duty for a minute

there boys. Unbelievable.

Nude-Nut and Baz are buzzing with him and the three of them hug

and jump about. We see Molly watching, feeling not a part of it

at all.

DANGLE-BERRIES

I wanna have another go at them mate!

BRAINS:

(pumped)

Come on!

NUDE-NUT

I haven't seen you run so fast since

Dirty Doreen tried to grope you in

Liquid! D'you see me proper run

though?!

BAZ VEGAS:

You're only fast cos you run a mile

before you buy a pint!

MANSFIELD MIKE:

I am never ever in my lifetime gonna

be able to work at Foot Locker again

I am telling you now.

KINDERS:

Have they got a foot locker in

Mansfield?

MANSFIELD MIKE:

I'm from Derby man!

James comes over. They are immediately still and focused.

JAMES:

What have we just learnt?

They all look up at him.

JAMES (CONT'D)

(louder) What

have we just learnt?!

Everyone is silent.

JAMES (CONT’D)

Every time we step outside of this

compound we need to be totally alert.

Medic.

He nods to the med centre and heads towards it. Molly knows to

follow him.

The boys continue their celebrations but more quietly than before.

10:
34:12 INT. MED-CENTRE. COMPOUND.

James pulls off his boots.

JAMES:

I need you to have a look at my blisters.

MOLLY:

Yes sir.

He is sitting on the bed. Molly studies his badly blistered feet.

JAMES:

What do you reckon?

MOLLY:

Well, they stink sir. With all due

respect.

James laughs and then turns serious.

JAMES:

His behaviour when he was unloading his

weapon into that compound was reckless

and unprofessional.

MOLLY:

Who sir?

JAMES:

Well maybe he was 'in the wrong frame

of mind'.

MOLLY:

(eyes only on what she’s doing)

Sir?

JAMES:

Did you see anyone Dawes?

Molly keeps her head down and attends his feet.

JAMES (CONT'D)

He didn't eyeball anyone... Well say

there were some children playing

inside? It doesn't bear thinking

about.

Molly muses on this for a moment and then carries on attending

to James’ feet. James keeps probing her.

JAMES (CONT'D)

Did you see an insurgent Dawes?

MOLLY:

He's a good lad sir... he’s got a lot

of stuff he's dealing with.

JAMES:

You don't deal with it whilst you're

carrying a lethal weapon.

MOLLY:

He's alright. He just saved my arse in

that ditch.

James looks at her and nods. Molly stays focused on James' feet.

JAMES:

I knew I didn’t need new boots. There

was nothing wrong with my old ones.

MOLLY:

They'll wear in. Let me dress your

blisters and you can get back to running

us around the compound.

James watches Molly as she works, impressed. Molly starts to wrap

a gauze bandage around his toe.

JAMES:

Let's see how good a medic you are Dawes.

MOLLY:

The nuts sir.

They share a smile.

10:
35:41 EXT. COMPOUND.

James emerges from the med-centre. Molly comes out behind him.

He heads over to wear Smurf and the boys are messing about.

JAMES:

Smurf. Word.

A few ‘uh oh’s from the other boys, joking.

Smurf puts out his cigarette and follows James. Smurf looks over

to Molly before he goes into James’ quarters. Molly looks worried.

She heads back into the medic tent.

10:
36:12 EXT. COMPOUND.

A helicopter takes off having just dropped off mail.

10:
36:15 EXT. COMPOUND.

Inside the base James is enjoying the power of handing out the

mail to the lads of 2 section. Molly isn't there but the others

have gathered around him excitedly.

JAMES:

Right, Fingers...

FINGERS:

(stepping forward in

anticipation)

Yes Sir.

JAMES:

(handing him package)

Give that to Dangle-Berries.

Much laughter. This is James' way and they know it.

JAMES (CONT'D)

(seeing Molly)

Dawes, mail. Come on!

SMURF:

She likes a male, sir.

Molly glares at Smurf before heading over.

SMURF (CONT'D)

I was about to say has anyone noticed

there's no grass in Afghan but I spoke

too bloody soon.

More laughter. Molly feeling awful. James notices but does not

respond. Corporal Kinders comes out of the operations tent.

CORPORAL KINDERS

(calling)

Boss man, Major Beck on the net.

JAMES:

Right, Fingers, you take over. And no

arsing around. I am the only one who

is allowed to arse around?

FINGERS:

Sir.

As James heads off Fingers gets ready to hand out the mail. He

studies the package he has just picked up. Without looking at

her or saying anything, he lobs the package at Molly’s feet.

She looks around. She is being totally blanked. No-one even

acknowledging in any way her existence. Slowly she bends to pick

it up.

FINGERS:

Oh Baz Vegas...

(smelling the letter)

Smells like lavender bro and it's a

man's handwriting... is there

something you’re not telling us bro?

Smurf watches as Molly walks off to her tent alone.

BAZ VEGAS:

It’s sump oil you dick! And it's my dad's

writing!

The lads laugh, happy in their group. Smurf starts to join in

though only half-heartedly.

10:
37:24 INT. DORM TENT.

Molly sits on the bed and starts going through her parcel from

her family. There is an array of goodies from the family, homemade

cards, drawings etc. from the kids. The chocolate has melted and

exploded over most of the things. Molly pulls out a letter and

starts to read it.

Smurf comes in. She is furious with him. He drops something off

on the side, ignoring her but turns to look at her as he is walking

out.

MOLLY:

I know you've told all the others that

I'm some sort of dirty old slag...

SMURF:

(can't resist responding)

If the cap fits...

MOLLY:

Get out. Get out or I will seriously

kill you. That is a sh*t thing to do

Smurf... now no-one can even look at

me.

SMURF:

You brought it on yourself.

MOLLY:

There's only two things I don’t like

about you... your face.

SMURF:

Going to James and stabbing me in the

back!

MOLLY:

It weren't like that.

SMURF:

You think I'm mad? Out of control. A

liability! He called me in and he sat

me down...

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