Thank You for Your Service Page #3

Well, if you don't have one,

you need to go

to the second floor.

Okay? You understand?

Special forces guy was telling

me ecstasy cures all this sh*t.

Yeah?

What the hell

are we doing here?

Sergeant schumann.

Yes, sir.

At ease.

I didn't recognize you

in civvies.

I don't recognize myself

sometimes, either, sir.

Got out a few months back.

Why'd you go and do that?

The wife.

I was downrange three times

with two kids.

Roger that.

What's this line you're in?

We're applying

for a service connection, sir.

Shoe, you were

my hammer out there.

Don't let these young guys

see you fold like this.

It's bad for morale.

Bad for big army.

That shiny-medal motherf***er.

He didn't do our war.

He wasn't f***ing

kicking in doors.

He fought his war

at a f***ing computer.

Anybody home?

F*** 'em.

Eggs,

no chocolate chips.

Come on, jaxy.

Just sing it.

Hurry up, zo.

We got to get to school.

Will's mom gave me the number

to this treatment facility

out west.

Out west?

California.

F***.

This sh*t could give me PTSD.

This is our care package.

Fill it out,

and on review,

you will be directed

to a primary care physician

and psychiatrist.

- How long does that take?

- Usually 12 weeks,

but we're in arrears, so...

- Arrears?

- Yeah, we're backed up.

It could be six to nine months.

Are you kidding?

You think these guys

can wait that long?

Excuse me?

I said, how many of these guys

in this room do you think

- will make it six to nine months?

- All right...

- If you're finished...

- No, I'm not finished, man.

Look... we need

to see somebody, okay?

You're feeding me this f***ing

"arrears" bullshit.

My boy here fought his ass off.

- Yeah.

- All right? He did his job.

Now do yours.

I'll see him.

Okay? I-I've got 20 minutes

left on my lunch.

Just have him come

around the side.

Okay. Thank you.

All right, look alive.

You're up.

What about you?

Nah, you go first.

I'll get the next one.

It says here you're

having trouble remembering.

Can you tell me the date?

It's-it's may.

Good.

How about day and date?

Um...

Thursday.

Today is Wednesday, may 7.

Are you having

any suicidal ideation?

I- i just want to get back

to my unit.

It must be hard to be separated

from your brothers like that.

Yeah.

We're having a baby.

That's great.

So you'll have a new unit.

Do you remember the date?

Um... yeah, you said, uh...

Thursday, may.

So we're having

a little trouble with that.

Let's try word association.

To me, the word "Wednesday"

sounds like "wedding day."

I always wanted a big wedding.

Did you have a wedding?

Yes, ma'am.

So, when I ask you

what day it is,

I want you to think

of your wedding.

Are you still

having nightmares?

Sometimes I see doster.

He's on fire.

But mostly I'm awake.

You see him when you're awake?

And the smell.

Do you remember what day it is?

Wednesday, wedding day.

Good job.

You see, that's great.

And we can use that

to remember anything.

So you could help me

fill this out?

Oh, god.

I'm sorry. I'm...

I'm booked with patients

during my lunch all week.

Can your wife help us?

I- i haven't told her.

You got to share this with her.

"Have you used drugs

other than those required

for medical reasons?"

Never.

"Are you always able to stop

using drugs when you want?"

Mostly.

They're drugs.

It's a stupid question.

"Have drugs ever

created a problem

between you and your spouse?"

No.

You were arrested

for possession four times.

That wasn't a problem?

Well, we weren't married.

Okay, the next section is

"exposure to combat scale."

"Were you ever

under enemy fire?"

I feel like I am right now.

Hey. Baby, you're doing good.

"Were you ever pinned down?"

No.

"How often did you fire rounds

at the enemy?"

Uh, I'm supposed to count?

Options are:
"Never,"

"one to two times,"

"three to 12 times,"

"13 to 50 times," "over 50."

Over 50.

"How often did you see

someone get hit

by incoming

or outgoing rounds?"

"Never," "one to two times,"

"three to 12 times,"

"13 to 50,"

"over 50."

Solo.

Hey.

Oh, it's nice in here.

I know.

Damn.

Look at you.

Where'd that come from?

Don't worry about it.

Get off!

What happened?

What'd I do?

I don't understand.

Tell me what to do.

I need you to talk to me, Adam.

It's time.

I've given you months.

I thought we were broke.

You're buying f***ing lingerie.

I thought you were fine.

You're lying to me.

I found your va questionnaire.

- Everything's a lie.

- I'm not lying.

You're f***ed up.

You're not looking for a job.

You're sick,

and I can't do anything

if you don't f***ing

talk to me, Adam.

I have to be sick,

or I can't get my benefits.

So, you don't want to die?

It was multiple choice,

and you said you wanted to die.

Was that a lie?

Hmm?

Adam.

I don't know.

I want to go to the va

with you next time.

All right.

Adam talked about a

treatment place in California.

- Could I go there?

- Look, the problem is,

is the army doesn't have record

of you participating

in this incident

that caused your tbi,

and so I can't get you

service-connected.

- What, there's no record?

- You didn't report an injury

at the time of the incident.

Doster was dead.

I dragged him out.

They're denying benefits

until we prove that you

were in the Humvee.

We need to go back to your cos

and get written testimony.

What, they didn't believe

i was there?

We just need to go back

and get proof.

Come on, specialist. Sit down.

Do you know why this

is the greatest country...

On the planet?

Well, I'll tell you.

It's because,

with a click of a finger,

I can order 20 pounds of beef

and have it

delivered to my door

in 24 hours.

The terrorists cannot do that,

and that is why

they will never win.

So...

Sounds like you got

some bad paper.

Yes, sir.

I'm glad that you're

seeking treatment,

because we got 22 veterans

a day killing themselves.

And I don't get it.

Warriors get stressed.

We know this.

But this obsession

to end your own life?

I can't wrap my head around it.

We don't want you to be

a statistic, though, do we?

No, sir.

You signed up during wartime.

You got yourself a war.

But they don't believe

that I was there, sir.

They're as wrong as two boys

f***ing in church.

Give me that file.

Let me see what you got.

I just need a statement saying

that I was driving the rig

when doster was hit, sir.

American Samoa?

Where is that?

South pacific, sir.

It's a territory.

So, does that make you a...

A citizen or...?

How's that work?

I was able to apply

for citizenship

after basic training, sir.

I'm going for the new Yorks.

F*** it, you know?

Yeah. Boom, boom, boom.

Why are you braking? Why?!

You'd have done great

in Iraq, babe.

We never slowed down.

We just ran 'em over.

Did you drive?

I rode shotgun

and looked for the ieds.

They'd hide 'em

in trash like that, or...

Once they got smarter,

they just started

cementing 'em in curbs.

So, when you see trash

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