The Wall Page #5

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hold a rifle again.

[Spits]

Okay?

You listening to me?

[ Gasping ]

Dean dropped it...

the scope... in the line of duty.

He fell over trying

to pick it up, and I missed it.

I missed the sniper.

Okay?

You f***in' listening to me?!

I didn't see him.

That's how he got hit.

It was my fault!

Goddamn it,

you f***in' listening?!

[ Groans ]

Slower, man.

Slower, slower!

MAN ON RADIO:

Slower what?

What's going on?

Who are you talking to?

[ Groans ]

Who am I talking to?

[ Gunshots ]

I'm talking to f***ing God!

He's 90 feet up!

In the trash somewhere!

I don't f***ing know.

I'm sorry, man!

[ Gunshots ]

Give me, max plus four...

...six mils right!

Send when ready!

[ Gunshots ]

[ Gunshots ]

Did you get him?

[ Gasping ]

Please tell me you got him!

- [ Gunshot]

- [ Groans ]

Oh, f***!

[ Matthews screaming ]

You bastard, you f***er!

Just f***in' let him go,

you piece of sh*t!

Shane! Get up man!

He ain't a threat

to you anymore,

just f***in' let him go!

MATTHEWS:

Goddammit. F***!

ISAAC:
Don't f***ing stop,

don't f***ing stop!

Just like that,

just like that baby, let's go!

F***, come on, man!

Come on!

Keep comin', man,

you're almost there!

Come on!

Just like that, man!

Reach for me.

Reach for me!

[Gunshot]

[ Gunshot reverberates ]

[Coughing]

[ Coughing continues ]

Wake up... wake...

[Wind blowing]

Wake up.

[ Sobbing ]

I wanna go home.

I wanna go f***in' home,

motherf***er!

MAN ON RADIO:

So go. Walk away.

You'll just f***in' shoot me.

MAN ON RADIO:

No, I won't.

Yes, you f***in' will.

Why wouldn't you?

MAN ON RADIO:

Because that's not really

what you want.

What?

MAN ON RADIO:

You don't want to go home,

do you?

What the f***'s that mean, man?

MAN ON RADIO:
The war's over,

you're still here.

Why?

I killed him.

I did.

He went

to go confirm a kill.

Enemy sniper.

Guy was playing possum.

Started shooting at Dean.

I tried shooting back, but the bullet

went right through Dean.

[Sobbing ]

Oh, man, I lied...

I f***in' lied so much.

Tryin' to keep

the story straight.

[ Radio static ]

Are you there?

Listenin' to me?

D'you hear me?

[ Metal clanging ]

Oh, f***!

[ Panting ]

[ Groans ]

F***.

[Wind rustling]

[Wind blowing]

[Gunshot]

Oh, sh*t.

[Gunshot]

[Yelling]

[Gunshot]

[Gunshot]

F***.

[Grunting ]

Where are you, man?

Where do you keep goin'?

[ Radio static ]

No, something's off.

[ Gasping ]

[ Groans ]

F***.

[ Groans ]

[ Continues groaning ]

CAPTAIN ALBRIGHT:

Spartan Thirty Three,

this is Mobile HQ...

Spartan Thirty Three,

this is Mobile HQ Actual...

[Chuckling]

This is Spartan Thirty Tree,

how copy?

CAPTAIN ALBRIGHT:

Spartan Thirty Three,

confirm name and rank, over?

Sar'nt Allen...

MAN ON RADIO:

Sar'nt Allen Isaac.

CAPTAIN ALBRIGHT:

Roger that.

Good to hear you again, Sar'nt.

What the f***?!

No, no, no, no, no,

hey, Cap', Cap'!

CAPTAIN ALBRIGHT:

...the shooter in the last hour?

- MAN ON RADIO:
No, still quiet.

- No, no, no.

MAN ON RADIO:
We're chillin'

like villains, Cap'.

Cap', Cap', Cap',

this is Sar'nt Allen B. Isaac!

CAPTAIN ALBRIGHT:

What's Matthews' status?

MAN ON RADIO:

It's stable, sir.

CAPTAIN ALBRIGHT:

Copy that Spartan Tree Tree.

'Kay, bravo.

MAN ON RADIO:

All due respect, Cap',

that's what y'all said

an hour ago.

Can I get an updated ETA?

CAPTAIN ALBRIGHT:

ETA, about an hour twenty.

MAN ON RADIO:

Copy that.

Oh, f***. Don't do this.

MAN ON RADIO:

We're gettin' baked out here,

little out of it.

You f***in' bastard.

[ Indistinct radio chatter]

CAPTAIN ALBRIGHT:

...Hotel Whiskey seven two

in approximately six zero mikes.

[ Chuckles ]

So that guy called for us...

MAN ON RADIO:

F***in' Hajis.

Just hoping you get here

before nightfall.

CAPTAIN ALBRIGHT:

Scared of the dark now, Sar'nt?

How many times have you

done this, you motherf***er?

CAPTAIN ALBRIGHT:

Could've fooled me.

Sure you don't need

a little Vagisil

for the problem areas?

Construction guys

call for security detail.

Security detail calls for us,

and I...

I call for them.

CAPTAIN ALBRIGHT:

I hear that.

We'll see you in 80...

stay out of trouble.

Camouflage yourself in me,

you f***.

MAN ON RADIO:

We'll do our best Cap'.

Over and out.

[Sighs]

CAPTAIN ALBRIGHT:

Out.

F*** you...

Oh, f*** you.

[Wind blowing]

[ Helicopters in the distance]

[ Raven squawking ]

F*** off, will ya?

Hey... Damn it!

[ Raven squawking ]

[ Helicopters in the distance]

[Wind rustling]

Hey. You f***in' there?

You can't shoot 'em.

You know that, right?

You shoot, you'll give away

your position.

And they'll f***in' find you.

They will.

You listenin' to me?

[Wind blowing]

You there?

[Wind continues blowing ]

[ Gasping ]

[ Helicopters in the distance]

[Wind blowing]

I'm gonna shut you the f*** up.

[Grunting ]

[ Exhales ]

I ain't afraid of dyin'.

[Grunting ]

[ Heavy breathing ]

[ Isaac breathing heavily]

[ Helicopters approaching ]

[Gunshot]

[Gunshot]

[Gunshot]

[ Helicopters approaching ]

[ Gasping ]

[ Indistinct soldier chatter]

Check it.

RANGER:

We got you. Just breathe.

Check the trash.

RANGER 2:

All clear. Perimeter clear.

PILOT:

Helo One Seven, wheels up.

PILOT 2:

Three Five, wheels up.

PILOT:

Bulldog flight is on the way.

Coming right,

heading two three zero.

PILOT 2:

Three Five, copy.

Heavy blood loss! Tourniquet!

Keep clear!

Try to relax, Sergeant.

It's gonna be all right.

Tourniquet's holding. Copy?

Vitals' are stable.

[ Indistinct]

I've set up the oxygen.

He's going through it

pretty fast,

so, prep a backup tank.

[ Indistinct chatter]

You got that?

Copy that.

[Gunshot]

F***!

RANGER:
Holy sh*t!

- RANGER 2:
Holy sh*t!

- [ Gunshot ]

- RANGER 3:
Taking fire!

PILOT:
Bulldog One, shift west.

Shift west.

[ Indistinct yelling ]

He's in the f***ing trash!

- Hold on!

- He's in the trash!

[Gunshot]

[ Helicopter beeping ]

Oh, God!

F***! No!

PILOT:
Under fire.

Under fire.

RANGER:
Brace! Brace!

PILOT:
We're going down.

[ Crashing ]

[ Radio static ]

BAGHDAD COMMAND:

Helo Bulldog One Seven,

Helo Bulldog Three Five,

this is Baghdad Command,

how copy?

Bulldog One Seven, how copy?

[ "Wall Song" by RYKEYZ

playing ]

MAN ON RADIO:

This is Bulldog One Seven,

reading you Lima Charlie, over.

[ "Wall Song" by RYKEYZ

continues playing ]

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