Three Kings Page #20

They look at Archie.

VIG:

I want to find Troy.

Doc thinks.

DOC:

I'm in.

ARCHIE GATES:

OK, where does that leave us? We

don't have any water, we're

dehydrated. You got a radio here?

The Shiite Man In Glasses puts oils on his Little Girl's face.

ARCHIE GATES:

How is she?

The Shiite Man In Glasses does not answer.

DOC:

How -- is -- your -- little

girl?

Vig wears glasses over his eye bandage; he mimes the Girl.

VIG:

Broken -- arms. Girl.

MAN IN GLASSES:

She's traumatized, what the f***

do you expect?

They look at him, surprised.

MAN IN GLASSES:

I went to b-school at Bowling

Green.

VIG:

What's b-school? Is that like

terrorist training?

DOC:

Business school, Conrad.

MAN IN GLASSES:

I came back to open a couple of

hotels near Karbala. I'm almost in

the black when Saddam starts this

stupid f***ing war and you guys

bomb the sh*t out of my cafes. Now

we try to get rid of Saddam, Bush

leaves us twisting in the wind, Un-

be-f***ing-lievable man.

ARCHIE GATES:

You got a radio?

MAN IN GLASSES:

No radio. No water.

He wipes bits of white foam from the corners of his mouth.

ARCHIE GATES:

Where's Barlow?

MAN IN GLASSES:

They got him, I saw it happen. And

they won't take him back to the

same place.

ARCHIE GATES:

Where would they take him?

MAN IN GLASSES:

Oasis Bunker. It's full of

Saddam's hard core guys.

DOC:

Where's that?

MAN IN GLASSES:

Like 17 - 18 klicks from here.

ARCHIE GATES:

Take us there.

MAN IN GLASSES:

We got no wheels.

ARCHIE GATES:

We'll walk until we find some.

MAN IN GLASSES:

Why don't you call in the Marines?

ARCHIE GATES:

With what? We don't have a radio.

MAN IN GLASSES:

OK, we'll find a vehicle. You

drive back to get the choppers,

they fly in to get your man.

Doc and Vig look at Archie.

ARCHIE GATES:

We can't do that.

MAN IN GLASSES:

Why not? You got a huge army here.

ARCHIE GATES:

We're not supposed to be involved

with Shiites. We killed Iraqi

soldiers. We broke the peace-

accord.

MAN IN GLASSES:

Tell them it happened when you

reclaimed the gold. Don't tell

them it was about us.

ARCHIE GATES:

They'd find out, we'd go to jail.

MAN IN GLASSES:

You know what I think? I think

maybe you're boosting the gold.

That's what I think.

Archie looks at him.

ARCHIE GATES:

You're wrong.

MAN IN GLASSES:

They got half a million men in the

desert, they send four guys to

pick up all this bullion? I don't

think so.

Archie looks at Vig and Doc.

ARCHIE GATES:

We need to find our man. How much

do you want to take us there?

MAN IN GLASSES:

Fifteen suitcases.

ARCHIE GATES:

That's too much.

VIG:

Give it to him. We've got a lot.

ARCHIE GATES:

We're gonna need it to buy our way

back today, so we better spend it

wisely. I'll give you eight.

MAN IN GLASSES:

You need some guns, right? You

lost your gear.

ARCHIE GATES:

Yeah, we need some guns.

MAN IN GLASSES:

You need some fighters, too. I

mean, you can try to take Oasis on

your own, but look at these

grunts --

Doc and Vig look pissed. Archie's arm is in pain.

ARCHIE GATES:

Yeah, OK, we need some fighters.

MAN IN GLASSES:

So that's worth more than eight

suitcases.

ARCHIE GATES:

Ten.

MAN IN GLASSES:

Fifteen.

Archie looks at him.

ARCHIE GATES:

That's four million dollars.

MAN IN GLASSES:

I think we need it more than you,

John Doe, don't you?

He extends his hand. They shake.

ARCHIE GATES:

Archie Gates.

IMAM (MAN IN GLASSES)

Imam Katar. I'll give you back

five suitcases to get us over the

Iranian border.

ARCHIE GATES:

What?

IMAM:

We gotta get to a refugee camp or

we're dead. The camps are in Iran.

DOC:

We can't go to the Iranian border.

IMAM:

Then we don't have a deal.

VIG:

Give me a f***ing break, man.

DOC:

We saved your life.

IMAM:

And we saved yours.

ARCHIE GATES:

We lost a man for you.

IMAM:

What good is it if you leave us to

get wasted? The big army of

democracy beats the ugly dictator,

saves the rich Kuwaitis, but you

go to jail if you help us escape

the same dictator. You saw what

happened to my wife. Look at my

daughter.

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