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Tank 432 Page #4
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But I went back.
Why couldn't you carry me?
Why couldn't you
f***ing carry me?
Capper, what have you done?
Yeah.
Fear.
Fear makes a man run, Reeves.
- Fear.
- Oh, Capper.
You can run
but you can't hide baby
Old Capper's gonna find you
Okay. We've got her
for the moment.
We need to get these two
to a hospital, okay?
Ah!
We need to get out of here.
Smith!
It was a morning in July
I was walking to Tipperary
From the mountains overhead
As I looked up to the sky
I saw an Irish soldier
laddie
- Capper.
- Capper?
Fearlessly and said
Capper?
Band like a true Irish..
Jesus Christ.
Forces of the crown
Or will ye march
with O'Neill
To an Irish battlefield
old Wexford town
Capper?
Capper?
We're f***ing stuck in here.
Why don't you f***ing
spoon each other
Capper?
Is that you, Smithie?
Capper!
Capper!
Oh, Smith, mon capitaine.
Huh?
Listen to me.
This isn't a game.
You let us out of here,
nothing will happen to you.
Capper?
No harm will come to you,
Capper.
Yeah, f*** you, Smith.
Don't you f*** with me.
Hey, Smithie boy,
you know better than anybody
how this game ends.
You worked it all out,
haven't you, Smith?
You writing it all down
in your little notebook?
You still got
your notebook, Smith?
F***ing Capper.
Write it all down.
Watchin' everybody.
Making little notes
in your notebook, man...
Yes. F*** you, Capper!
- Yeah, f*** you too.
- F*** you!
F***ing lot of youse.
I ain't opening no f***ing door.
Come on.
What about you, Karlsson?
Florence f***ing Nightingale.
Little Dr. Death.
F***.
You just f***ing drugged me
and left me for dead.
I was only wounded,
and you left me!
Shoe's on the other foot now,
sister.
Riddle me this, Karlsson?
Have you worked out yet
what you' re 'gagging them with'?
Uh-huh.
Have you worked that one
out yet, sweetheart?
F***ing Florence Nightingale,
my hole.
F***ing vinegar tits,
hard like a swinging brick.
I was just f***ing wounded!
Where were youse then?
Where the f*** were you then?
F*** you, Capper!
F*** you!
It wasn't meant to be this way!
- What wasn't?
- F***.
What the f***
are you talking about?
What wasn't f***ing meant
to be this way?
Capper!
Let us out!
Just f***ing wounded
and you left me for dead.
And you want me to let you out?
F*** you and your
nylon underwear.
You're staying in there.
What wasn't meant to be
like this?
Capper!
Smith, what the f***
is going on?
Look at me.
God.
Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. Yeah.
Ooh, Reeves, it sounds like
you're in charge now.
What was not supposed
to f***ing be like this?
Ooh.
Come on then.
And now,
a word from our sponsors.
Capper.
We thought this thing
wasn't gonna work.
Oh, baby, it works, all right.
Up yours.
Stuck in a f***ing tank.
Capper.
Oi, oi.
Aah!
Da da da da da
la da da da da
Come on. Hey, hey.
Des toros, des toros.
Des toros.
Come here.
Faster. Faster!
Toro! Toro!
You're gonna die, Capper.
Hey.
Oi. Toro.
Come on, son.
Capper!
Reeves, come on!
Why are you runnin' off,
you big f***in' fanny?
I'm here!
I'm waiting!
Oh, f***. F***.
Come on.
That's it, son, turn around,
come to daddy.
- You're mine, Capper!
- Here we go.
Toro.
Aah!
F*** you, Capper!
F*** you, Reeves.
Come here, Capper.
You nearly got me
where you want me, son.
I can't run anymore.
Where is it?
Come on, you big f***.
Hey, Reeves.
You got me
where you want me, baby.
I'm lying on my back for ya.
I couldn't make it
more f***ing easy for ya.
That's it, Capper.
I'm all yours. Come on,
take me, you big metal b*tch.
Thank you.
Well?
A survivor.
It worked.
Good.
Get me, get me, get me out.
Neutralize him.
F***, get me,
get me out of here.
Get me out of here!
Oh, please. Please.
No!
Attention, all staff.
Please clear test zones
and return to your work station.
The experiment
is about to begin.
The experiment
is about to begin.
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