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- Post-Convoy Sequence
- FADE IN:
- EXT. MILITARY BASE - DAY
- Don watches the scene around him as the wounded are taken
- away and the dead are covered with black blankets.
- He's still covered in the gore of his comrades.
- DON (O.S.)
- (thinking)
- You didn't do enough.
- He looks at the 18 bodies in front of him.
- Medics take away a man in a stretcher. His leg is missing.
- DON (O.S.) (CONT’D)
- (thinking)
- This is your fault.
- He looks down at ROGERS, (21). Rogers shoots him a smile and
- a nod.
- DON (CONT’D)
- (thinking)
- I'm this way because you weren't
- fast enough.
- Don continues to walk through the scores of wounded.
- He stops at Parks who smokes a cigarette.
- Diaz stands there and looks through the photos on his camera.
- He's got a bandage around his neck.
- IND MEDIC 1
- Mr. Diaz, come with us.
- They bring out a stretcher. Diaz shakes his head.
- DIAZ
- I'll walk, give it to someone who
- needs it.
- He stands up.
- IND MEDIC 1
- Alright, I'll walk you there then.
- Another batch of medics comes in and begins to take the
- wounded.
- Diaz looks over at Don and gives him a nod and a grin.
- DON (O.S.)
- (thinking)
- He wishes you were dead you know.
- A small group approaches him from the front. HERNANDEZ, (19)
- leads them. The depression is visible in his eyes.
- HERNANDEZ
- What do we do now, Staff Sergeant?
- Don looks them over. They all carry thousand yard stares.
- Their clothing is stained in blood and dirt. Some of them
- have burns on their clothing.
- The fear in their eyes is palpable as they look at Don.
- There's blood and body parts all over his vest, bones are
- lodged into the cloth of his plate carrier. His face is
- covered in ash.
- Don takes his helmet off and looks at all of them.
- DON
- They told us to stand by, but-
- He looks behind and around him.
- DON (CONT’D)
- Turn your weapons in to the armory,
- get yourselves cleaned up, and come
- back here to await further orders.
- It's been a bad day. Get back here
- in two hours, hooah?
- GROUP
- Hooah, staff sergeant.
- The group heads off.
- Don walks alone. He passes by NICK FLETCHER, (34). He wears
- UK DPM camo and a pair of jeans.
- NICK
- Roight lad?
- Don says nothing and continues to walk forward, hands in his
- pockets. His rifle is still slung around his shoulder and his
- sidearm in its holster.
- He continues to walk and stops at a shower trailer.
- He checks behind him. No one seems to be paying attention to
- him.
- He walks into a stall and closes the door behind him.
- INT. SHOWER STALL - DAY
- Don turns the water on then sets the rifle down and takes out
- his handgun.
- DON
- (singing)
- I know... I know I've let you down.
- He chamber checks it. The gun is covered in blood. He takes
- off his gloves and looks at his gun.
- DON (CONT’D)
- (singing)
- I've been a fool to myself! I
- thought that I could live for no
- one else!
- Don gives a tired grin. He puts the Beretta up to his skull,
- his finger on the trigger.
- The door comes down behind him as Nick and Parks tackle him
- down. Tears roll down Don's eyes as the water begins to clean
- the blood and dirt off around him.
- DON (CONT’D)
- LET ME FUCKING DIE GOD DAMN
- IT, I DESERVE IT! IT'S MY
- FAULT THEY'RE ALL FUCKED UP
- NICK
- Be reasonable here, mate!
- DON (CONT’D)
- Fuck you, Nick, you weren't there!
- You don't know what I did!
- Parks takes the handgun and rifle away from him.
- DON (CONT’D)
- (sobbing)
- Just let me die, it's my fault that
- they're fucked up, I'm the reason
- they're all fucked up...
- FADE TO BLACK.
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