Tomorrow, When the War Began Page #6

He's so confident with a group,

and then he's supershy with me.

I just don't understand.

Ellie?

If I could understand Homer

I'm sure I'd understand all guys.

Like Lee?

- How did you know about that?

- C'mon Ellie, everybody knows.

God, this is worse than recess.

They can't hear us.

- Homer, you have to go now.

- But we're still not ready.

There are soldiers creeping up behind

tanker and Ellie's not answering me.

Ellie, pick up.

Just think about it. The eight of us

are living out in the bush.

And the entire world is

completely turned upside down.

I'd just hate to be

responsible for ruining

whatever little good we did have

by Lee and me having a falling out.

Look, Ellie. I'm no expert

on relationships or anything.

But I do know that

you have this tendency

to reason everything

through all the time,

and I just think

the future is the future.

It has to take care of itself.

And by the way, it's Lee and 'I'.

Get out of the truck!

Move! Drive!

Here goes the brilliant plan.

- Ellie, I'm so sorry I turned it off.

- Doesn't matter.

Here.

Go!

- Ellie, we need the lighter.

- You were to bring it.

No, you were to bring the lighter.

I don't have it.

Christ, the soldiers!

Where the hell is Kevin going?

- Robyn, we can't get to you.

- Don't worry about us, just go!

You guys take this one.

Corrie, you're with me.

Run Homer, let's go!

Hurry up, they're coming!

C'mon!

Kevin!

Corrie? Corrie!

Get away!

Come on.

Wait!

Gosh!

- It was so much bigger than I expected.

- That's the biggest joint I've ever lit.

Did you see the bridge?

Corrie! Oh my God, what happened?

She got shot as

we were driving away.

I can't...

I can't stop the bleeding.

We'll take her to

go see dr Clement.

He can fix her the same way

that he fixed Lee.

- She needs a hospital, Fi.

- I'm gonna get the Landrover.

- Ellie...

- Hey. Hey!

You have to leave me.

- No, I'm not leaving you.

- She's right.

It sounds cruel, but the only thing

to do is ring the bell and run.

- What?

- No!

- No I can't leave her. I won't.

- We have to be rational about this.

If we take her to the hospital,

we will get caught.

No, I don't give a sh*t

what's rational. Alright?

Corrie is our mate.

She is our mate. And I...

I love her.

I'm taking her in.

I'm staying with her.

I'm staying.

Good luck, mate.

I'll come get you when

you're better. Okay?

Pinky swear.

We've hit them.

Hit them hard.

They are gonna be coming after us

now with everything they've got.

And they did come after us.

For three weeks now,

we've seen...

dozens of planes and helicopters

and search parties.

But they haven't found us yet.

Which means Corrie and Kevin

have told them nothing.

A month ago, we were just

an average bunch of teenagers.

Studying for school and

complaining about our parents.

Now we're soldiers.

Trapped behind enemy lines

and fighting to survive.

We won't run.

We won't hide.

We'll fight and keep fighting.

And never give up.

Until this war is finally won.

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