1:10:33
BOZZ: "Jim Paxton
on personal guide to pain. "
1:10:38
Get that fucking torch out of my face
and put that cigarette out.
1:10:42
You might as well
hang a big neon sign that says:
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"Dumb-fuck grunts, right here. "
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You broke light discipline.
Therefore, you're dead.
1:10:51
-Do you understand?
PAXTON: Yes.
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-Good.
BOZZ: I'm still alive, sergeant.
1:10:56
-What did you say?
-I said, I'm still alive.
1:11:00
I miraculously survived the attack.
1:11:03
-You didn't get hit?
-No.
1:11:05
Are your friends alive?
1:11:07
Yeah, Paxton's good.
Johnson, he's good and he's good.
1:11:10
If you're gonna make up a story,
make up a happy one.
1:11:14
I ain't making anything up, son.
1:11:19
And in Vietnam there are no
happy fucking stories.
1:11:29
I had a best buddy, Kelly Morgan. . .
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. . .that I went to AIT with.
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In '67, when the call came,
we got sent off to Nam.
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We had only been in country
a few days. We was green as grass.
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We were in a two-man listening post,
talking just like we are here.
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Kelly lit up a cigarette.
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One minute we're naming
his unborn child. . .
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. . .and the next second
his brains were in my lap.