The Veteran Page #4

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Goodbye, Robert.

Yeah.

So you're my assassin then, Danny.

They know what you've been doing.

You've been well dipped, buddy.

They're all over you.

They've picked up Alyana.

Look, I'm sorry.

- Where is she?

- I don't f***ing know.

Hey, I swear on my life,

I don't know.

They don't tell me sh*t.

I was just ordered to tell you...

Ordered? You're a mercenary now, Dan.

Not in the army.

- I won't ask you again, Dan.

- She's gone. Alright? She's gone.

And there ain't nothing

you can do about it.

Is she dead?

You need to walk away,

'cause they're gonna f***ing slaughter you

Bobby, do you understand that?

Where is she?

Alright, you give them

a message from me.

Bobby, as your friend, I'm telling you

to get as far the f*** away, as possible.

Paratroopers don't die.

They reorg in hell.

You can.

Go!

Hello, Jerry.

Where is she?

We put her on a plane,

this morning.

To Lebanon.

That's where she wanted to go.

- Bullshit.

- Is the gun really necessary?

Where is she?

The organizing principle

of any society, is for war.

The basic authority

of a modern state of rich people...

resides in it's war powers.

Today it's oil,

tomorrow, water.

It's what we like to call,

the God business:

Guns, Oil and Drugs.

- But there's a problem...

- I don't give a sh*t!

Our way of life... it's over.

It's unsustainable and in rapid decline.

That's why we implement

demand destruction.

We continue to make money,

as the world burns.

But for this to work,

the people have to remain ignorant

of the problem, until it's too late.

That's why we have trigers in place:

A population in a permanent

state of fear, does not ask questions.

Our desire for war,

becomes its' desire.

A willing sacrifice.

You see?

Fear is just a vacation,

fear is control, fear... is money.

You're a brilliant soldier,

and I could still use someone like you.

I'll ask you one more time:

Where is she?

Do you know the term

"train tracking" and "battery"?

Perhaps you should look closer to home.

The young men of your Estate...

So vicious.

Poor Alayna wouldn't stand...

Miller's here! Miller's here!

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