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:02:02
-She left me.
-That's why you joined the Army.

:02:05
-Go on, confess.
-No, she broke it off when I enlisted.

:02:09
-Didn't want to be a widow.
-She's got a point.

:02:12
After all this bullshit. . .
:02:13
. . .you still want to go kill women
and children in rice paddies?

:02:19
-Come on, Paxton!
-Where you going, Bozz?

:02:22
-I have no idea.
-Fuck.

:02:24
-We are gonna jump, my young friend!
-Shit, Bozz, I'm too drunk.

:02:29
-Come on, Paxton.
-I'll break my neck.

:02:32
I don't want to go without you,
man.

:02:35
All right, I see what this is.
:02:37
This jump, it's like this
existential leap of faith.

:02:40
Abso-fucking-lutely.
I have no idea what that means.

:02:43
We'll break those legs
and get out of the war.

:02:45
-Okay, let's go.
-That's it, here we go.

:02:48
-I'm ready.
-That's it.

:02:50
It's gonna be on my count.
It'll be one, two, three.

:02:53
-Let's break those legs.
-Okay, one!

:02:56
Two!
:02:57
Three!
:03:00
-Was that the count?
-That was the count.

:03:04
-Okay, okay.
-Here we go, here we go.

:03:07
-Hot girl.
-Oh, yeah, hot girl.

:03:10
On my count again, one, two, three.
:03:13
Okay, one!
:03:15
Two!
:03:16
Three!
:03:19
The legs won't move. Shit.
:03:23
They're out for themselves.
Goddamn it.

:03:34
If that bottle was a leg, we'd be
out of the war about now.

:03:38
-Looks like that would really hurt.
-Oh, fuck.

:03:46
(PAXTON GRUNTS)
:03:49
Canadian Atlantic Railway.
There's your ride out of here, Bozz.

:03:54
Go to Canada and live with
a fucking moose? No way, man.

:03:58
Mexico, that's where I'd disappear to.
Can't you just smell it?


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