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ZEMARAY:

(in Pashto – 10:11:01)

Because of you unbelievers we’ve been

ruined!

The Special Forces react strongly pinning the lad to the floor

amid screams and shouts.

SOLDIER:

(in Pashto – 10:11:05)

Handcuff him! Hold him! Hold him!

Molly is lying on the floor, blood coming from her nose.

MOLLY:

Please. Don't hurt him.

SOLDIER:

(in Pashto – 10:11:10)

Blindfold him again!

SOLDIER:

(in Pashto – 10:11:13)

Quickly! Blindfold him!

Molly groggily gets to her feet, helped by James. He is concerned

for her.

JAMES:

Are you alright?

MOLLY:

(trying not to cry)

Yeah, never been better, boss.

Taj throws a puzzled look at them as his men move the insurgents

outside.

10:
11:26 INT. HOSPITAL CORRIDOR. CAMP BASTION. DAY 18.

Molly is sitting daydreaming.

JACKIE (O.S)

(faux cross parent)

Well you will go out on these secret

missions!

Molly looks up and sees Jackie with a medical bowl and antiseptic

wipes etc.

MOLLY:

Jealous?

JACKIE:

You bet! You're off like some super hero

and I'm left indoors with antiseptic

wipes to clean up afterwards.

MOLLY:

What superhero do you know that's that

slow they get a clump to the cake hole?

JACKIE:

Our neighbour used to have this little

sign on his mantelpiece... 'Never

trouble trouble, till trouble troubles

you.'

MOLLY:

Oh right.

JACKIE:

I never knew what it meant till I met

you.

MOLLY:

What does it mean?

JACKIE:

The rest of us keep our heads down but

you're like... 'Oi trouble, come and

have a go if you think you're hard

enough.'

Molly laughs.

MOLLY:

It's ain’t like that, Jack.

JACKIE:

Seems that way to me.

MOLLY:

I'd prefer to be indoors with the

antiseptic wipes but it never really

works out like that.

JACKIE:

You never look for trouble but trouble

just seems to find you, eh Molly Dawes.

MOLLY:

Exactly.

Jackie dabs Molly's lip.

10:
12:20 INT. CAMP BASTION. COMMS ROOM. DAY 18.

Major Morley, senior officer from the American Army who is in

charge of detainees, Taj and his Special Forces, James and Molly

have gathered for a debrief/strategy meeting. Molly's lip is

swollen and her nose is bloody.

MAJOR MORLEY:

Despite reliable Intel on his

whereabouts Badrai has evaded us...

again. We're about ready to start

questioning the three detainees. We'll

see what Intel they yield.

TAJ:

We find him.

MAJOR MORLEY:

Imperative. It's likely he has a

sizeable cache of explosives with him

from the factory, which from past

experience we know he won't hesitate

to use.

JAMES:

Sir... as Dawes is the key to the

successful apprehension of Badrai can

I suggest next time a joint operation?

MAJOR MORLEY:

Agreed.

MOLLY:

I can't believe he weren't there.

JAMES:

We've just put a bomb factory and

several insurgents out of action.

MAJOR MORLEY:

We have. Now let's complete the

mission.

Molly looks pensive as she picks up her rucksack and walks out.

10:
13:04 INT. QUARTERS. CAMP BASTION. DAY 18.

2 Section are lounging around, some reading, some listening to

music, some just vegging.

Molly walks in, her split lip apparent for all to see. They turn

and stare.

SMURF:

(standing up)

Moll?

MOLLY:

(joking)

Don't worry about me, I can take a punch.

SMURF:

What happened?

BRAINS:

Has someone clumped you?

MOLLY:

Don't be silly, I was joking! I fell

off the running machine at the gym.

The others laugh.

FINGERS:

Ah, silly girl!

MOLLY:

How big a twat did I feel in a room full

of septics-tanks?

DANGLE BERRIES:

You haven't asked what the volleyball

score was, Molly.

MOLLY:

That's because I don't give a toss.

Kinders comes into the tent.

SMURF:

We come second.

MOLLY:

Ah, you look pig sick, Mansfield.

BAZ VEGAS:

He has just eaten a whole pig.

MANSFIELD:

I'm going vegetarian as soon as I get

home.

KINDERS:

Right... need bodies to unload a truck.

Anyone?.. Anyone?

They all ignore him. Molly picks up a magazine.

KINDERS (CONT'D)

Just you Dawes?

Molly looks at Kinders without enthusiasm.

KINDERS (CONT'D)

Okay, let's go.

Molly drops her magazine and follows Kinders out of the tent.

Smurf stands and starts to head out.

SMURF:

A job shared is a job halved. Or

something.

BAZ VEGAS (O.S)

Yeah, cool mate. No exactly what you

mean.

Smurf follows Kinders and Molly. The others laugh.

10:
14:09 EXT. CAMP BASTION. DAY 18.

Smurf catches up with Molly.

SMURF:

(concerned)

Moll, what really happened?

MOLLY:

I told you.

SMURF:

The truth.

She flashes him a look.

SMURF:

Moll, I know I ballsed it up between

us at the fob. But your friendship means

so much to me... I need you in my life.

MOLLY:

(gently)

I am in your life Smurf.

SMURF:

And that's what makes it bearable.

Molly looks at him and smiles.

MOLLY:

I ain't just saying this to make you

feel better but you really are a f***ing

top bloke!

SMURF:

Really?

MOLLY:

Don't sound too surprised. I need you

in my life too. There, I've said it.

Now shut your hole and let's crack on.

Mates.

SMURF:

(childishly)

Best mates.

MOLLY:

Don't push it.

They laugh.

SMURF:

Now what really happened to your face?

MOLLY:

Mission to capture Badrai. Didn't

really go as planned.

SMURF:

You and the boss man?

MOLLY:

(nodding)

And the ASF. He's still out there.

The rest of the section run past them on their way to help with

the unloading.

FINGERS:

We felt guilty.

BAZ VEGAS:

No we didn't, we just don’t trust you

two alone!

10:
15:17 INT. VAST CONTAINER. CAMP BASTION. DAY 18.

2 Section have been tasked with loading uniforms into an enormous

container. Molly, Nude-Nut, Baz, Smurf and Mansfield are down

one end sorting as Brains, Dangles and Fingers continue to bring

more and more uniforms in through the open end.

FINGERS:

What they gonna do with all this kit

in Cyprus, anyway?

NUDE-NUT

They'll get the poor sods deployed out

there to unload it and then...

BAZ VEGAS:

They'll stack it somewhere else.

BRAINS:

Then re-load it back again into another

container when we're deployed out to

Africa.

They all laugh.

BAZ VEGAS:

What?

FINGERS:

That's where Brains reckons it's gonna

kick off next.

BRAINS:

Central African Republic. Mark my

words.

BAZ VEGAS:

Where's that then?

NUDE-NUT

Central Africa, you penis face.

BAZ VEGAS:

Charming!

Molly is on a ladder stacking fatigues on a top shelf. Smurf clambers

up another ladder alongside.

They are able to have a moment together as the others are busy

below them.

SMURF:

You alright?

MOLLY:

Smurf, stop asking me if I'm alright.

The minute I'm not alright I'll let you

know.

SMURF:

(half a smile)

I can understand why that guy clumped

you now.

She gives him her faux angry look.

SMURF (CONT'D)

Jokes!

MOLLY:

(flatly)

Good 'un.

SMURF:

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