Parer's War Page #7

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Yes, you already said.

I don't suppose I can see you in?

No. Not unless you want a bunfight

with the guardian.

She's a light sleeper.

Think I'd rather risk a run-in

with the Japs.

Yeah. Much safer.

Well, goodnight.

No, I don't think so, Damien.

Well, if that's how you feel,

why didn't you say so when I rang?

What's the point in me coming down

here if you're just gonna fob me off?

No, we're not doing that, Damien.

You're not picking a row

to try and get out of it.

Don't know what you mean.

Yes, you do.

Well, are you going to see me off

in the morning, or not?

No.

We're not doing that either.

I'm either coming with you

to see my parents,

or nothing at all.

I suppose I'll marry you.

Of course you will.

Goodnight.

AH-HA!

These ridges rob a man of half his

strength before the fight begins.

Those native boys are cutting a path

to take the wounded back to Wau.

The company commander

sends Jock out to reconnoitre.

Johnny's platoon won't go out

until Jock gets back.

And there's that

blasted woodpecker again.

There's Jock.

Machine guns got him.

It's bad.

Doc knows he's not gonna make it.

This is the final assault

on Timbered Knoll.

Wasn't that hilarious?

I mean, that they were showing

Kokoda Front Line at the cinema.

Well, at least Chester

didn't book us into a shanty.

I was half expecting that.

Yeah. Ha!

I, um... I wasn't too sure myself.

I don't suppose you feel like

a bite of supper?

Uh, not really. Unless you do.

No. Just, um...

No. Just thought you might.

Oh, now, there's a sensible idea!

A proper shoe rack down the bottom.

Mmm.

Don't do that.

Can you please just put it back on?

Isn't that what I'm supposed to do,

though?

I think we should say

a decade of the Rosary first.

N-now?

Yep.

When else are we gonna

consecrate the union?

Damien, whatever it is

you're supposed to do,

just come here and do it.

Damien, everyone must know

what we're doing.

I reckon if we have a child out of

this, he's bound to be a comedian.

Go! Go, go, go!

Keep it up!

Move, move, move!

Well, she's making

such a song and dance out of it!

I promise you, I'm not.

Oh!

He opens with,

'This ship life is so boring,

I've got quite keen

on reading a good mystery.

Could you send me

a Sherlock Holmes omnibus?'

That's not asking too much, is it?

No, but then he goes on

to mention in passing

that they're also in the middle

of being bombed and strafed.

And your mind

flew to Sherlock Holmes,

not which side of the ship

my lifeboat is on?

That's what I thought!

Right, yes, look at the time.

He's off at the crack of dawn.

Oh, good Lord, it's that late.

So it is.

Is two pairs enough, my love?

Oh, make it three, darling.

If it's Guam,

I'll be sweating buckets.

You know that chest of drawers

from Mum's?

Mm-hmm. Toss you for it.

Well, I was gonna use it

for your things,

but we might need it for the baby.

We're having a baby?

He's on the way already?

Come here.

12 weeks now.

You can guess when that happened.

We should ask them to send you home

between assignments more often.

Mm-hmm.

Oh, my beautiful wife.

Why didn't you tell me earlier?

I would have skited to the boys.

Not ready for that yet.

Oh!

We need to be a bit careful now,

don't we?

No, not that careful.

Mmm.

# Listen to me, baby

# You'd better drop

just what you're doing

# Got one last thing to say

Before I set my plans...

What is it?

I don't know

if this is gonna last.

Now, don't you start that again.

You never thought

we'd be together.

Here we are, my beautiful man.

Your wife again?

Yeah.

Jeez, you got it bad, buddy.

You guys with us again tomorrow?

Yeah, we've told Division we're

gonna stick with your platoon,

if that's alright with you boys.

Alright, we'll brief you

in the morning, first light.

Hail Mary, full of grace.

Blessed art thou amongst women,

and blessed is the fruit

of thy womb, Jesus.

Get your head down!

My dearest darling wife,

it's a wonder to me every day

that you could love me,

that it could be like this.

I never thought it possible

I could feel this way.

Can you send me another photo

of yourself?

I have no picture except

the very first one you sent,

which seems to lack life

to me now.

It's not the dearest girl

that holds me in her arms.

Well, that's all for now,

my love.

Until we're together again,

darling, know that I love you

now and forever,

my sweet, dearest Marie.

Love and goodnight, sweetheart.

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