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The war tried to kill us in the spring.

And the summer.

It tried to kill us every day.

It didn't explain itself.

It didn't tell us why it brought us there

or what it wanted.

It just took.

It killed some of us before we knew we were dead.

Pretty soon it was hard to tell who was alive

and who was just a ghost.

We lost Murph somewhere in there.

Not really sure when.

Even before we lost him, he was gone.

I wish the truth were different than what I remembered.

I wish I could find an order that made sense.

Conceal and carry, baby.

Conceal and carry.

It's gonna take courage to win this war.

Definitely.

She's into you, Murph.

Nah.

- You like her? - No.

Go dance with her.

I can't.

Whatever.

I'm not a good dancer.

So just dance.

Hi!

Hi! Where you going?

Hi, sorry.

He'll get to it. He's shy.

Yeah.

You're embarrassing me.

You're embarrassing yourself, dude.

Come on.

Come on!

Yeah, baby.

Fucking move!

Now move! Move!

- Incoming! - Move!

Fucking move, go!

Oh, shit!

All right, let's go!

Guys, guys...

That was pretty close, huh?

Yellow bird on a window sill.

Yellow bird on a window sill.

Pretty little beak and a pretty little tail.

Pretty little beak

and a pretty little tail.

Check your racks.

There you go, Morgan!

Hey, man.

You from Virginia?

I'm from Richmond.

Well, just outside Richmond.

My name's Murphy.

Yeah, I know.

Oh, yeah.

Somebody told me you're from Virginia.

Really?

Then why'd you ask?

Privates.

Get your asses up here.

Now, you boys seriously need to unfuck yourselves.

You hear me?

None of you people get it.

Now, Murphy, show me something.

Firing mine, rapidly quick.

Your turn, Private.

Murphy.

How tall are you?

5'7".

5'7" what?

- Just 5'7". - 5'7", Sergeant.

5'7", Sergeant, sir.

You fast?

Yes, Sergeant.

All right, little man.

When the time comes I need somebody to run for me,

I'm gonna ask you.

Till then, I want you to get in Bartle here's back pocket

and I want you to stay there.

Understand?

Yes, sir.

Get your shit, get a rack near Bartle.

- You got that, Bartle? - What, sir?

You got a new girlfriend to keep you company.

Then I crushed his pretty yellow head.

- Is that your mom? - Huh?

Oh, yeah.

You jumped right in, didn't you?

Into what?

This.

Oh, yeah.

Well, it's just something I'm getting

under my belt, you know?

My dad was in the Marines before he went to college.

I don't know if he, like wanted me to join up

- or anything, but... - Mm-hm.

I guess I just wanted to do something good

before I do whatever else it is I'm gonna do.

I think I'm gonna go to UVA after this and study history.

History of what?

I don't know. I just like history.

What about you?

Uhh, I almost went to school.

But then...

I didn't.

I just wound up fucking around and...

And not really doing much of anything.

So why'd you join up?

Thing to do. I don't know if it felt like

a good thing, but...

It felt like a thing.

Is it too late to, I don't know, take it back?

- Come home? - Ma.

Ma, it's done.

It's done. Okay?

Okay. Let's just have a nice talk.

- Which base is it, again? Can I come see you? - I don't know.

I don't know if they let us have visitors at the base,

so I gotta find out.

- Well, I'd love to come. - Yeah.

Oh, and your friends have been asking after you.

Especially that uh...

What's-her-name? You know, the one I never liked?

Hey, man, look.

It's just me.

Come check this out.

I gotta go, Ma.

I'll write, okay?

Okay, we'll...

Hey, Sarge, you got an extra razor?

You don't got your own?

I never needed one before.

So how come you need one now?

I think I wanna shave my head.

Go get some clippers before you waste one of my razors.

That's what I told him.

You seriously never shaved before?

No, sir.

How old are you?

18.

Just turned last week.

And you?

20.

Fuck.

Look, you guys are my guys, right?

I ain't supposed to be telling anyone this,

but our AO just came down this morning from on high.

We're gonna be shipping out.

All right, you guys are gonna be seeing some shit real soon.

It's gonna be a goat-fuck.

A what?

A goat-fuck.

So starting now, you guys have to promise to do what I say.

Yeah, sure thing, Sarge.

No, fuck that.

Don't give me that shit.

No sure thing this time.

Promise you'll do what I say every fucking time.

- Yes, sir, we'll do what you say. - I promise.

All right now. Look, there's some folks who go to this war

and never pull a trigger.

That ain't gonna be you guys.

They're gonna kill the fuck out of some of us.

We're gonna kill the fuck out of some of them.

That's just the way it's gonna go.

Now listen, you stick with me, you do what I say,

I'll take care of you.

All right?

Yes, sir.

I always take care of my guys.

Hey, Bartle?

Why do you think Sarge treats us like he does?

Like what?

You know, like...

Like special.

It's not special, it's just...

He knows he can count on us.

How's he know a thing like that?

Look, man, we're gonna be fine.

Okay?

We just gotta watch each other's backs, that's all.

Yeah, I got your back.

Okay, good.

Now go to fucking sleep or I'm gonna kick the shit

out of you.

Shit, Bartle, you okay?

Yeah, I'm good.

- Were you asleep? - No.

Roger that. I'm coming up.

Third Platoon, on your feet!

Off and on, people, we're going up.

Come on, let's move!

Move!

We need eyes on that second floor window, now!

Move!

Second floor! Second floor!

- Come on, boy, - I have incoming! Get down!

Everybody clear?

Get him out of here!

- You up? - We need more 2-40's!

Let's kill these Hajji fucks!

Come on, fuck you!

Fuck you!

Ah!

Fuck you!

Come on.

Come on, come on.

No, no, no, no, no.

Sid, come on!

Come on.

Come on.

You didn't think you'd make it that far, did you, buddy?

Oh, we got a vehicle, Sarge!

One o'clock.

Come on, you fucks!

Wait.

Wait, wait, wait, wait!

It's a woman.

Wait, it's a fucking woman!

Hold off!

Clear!

Shit.

That bitch just got murdered.

Hey, Bartle!

Bartle.

Hey, come over here.

Hey, man, come over here.

Meet my parents. My mom and dad.

- Brandon Bartle. - Pleased to meet you, ma'am.

- It's so nice to meet you. - Pleased to meet you, sir.

Proud of you, boys. Very proud of you.

Did Murph tell you I was in your shoes?

Yes, sir.

Well, it's very brave what you guys are doing.

- Yes, sir. - Where are you sitting?

- Oh, no, I'm just grabbing... - Is your family here?

Uh, no, my mom had to work tonight, so...

Well, then, sit with us.

Sit down this instant.

- Yeah, take a seat, man. - Come on.

I just think this is so nice that they do this

for the families, don't you think?

- Yeah. - Yes, ma'am.

So, you and Daniel, will you be bunking

over there together, too?

Uh, I don't know what the situation will be actually

when we get over there, but it'd be great to stick together.

Yeah.

Mm, well, you should, because my boy

will be getting more care packages than anyone here.

I can promise you that.

So, if you need anything, I just want you to know

you can write to me and I'll send it right over.

- Okay? - Yes, ma'am.

- Okay? - Okay.

Oh, hi.

It was so nice to finally meet you.

Nice to meet you, too.

So he's doing a good job?

Yes, ma'am, very good.

That's so good. Thanks for looking out for him.

You bet. We look out for each other.

Yeah.

Brandon...

Promise me you'll take care of him over there?

Yeah, of course.

And listen, God forbid something were to happen and...

But if it does, I really would like to hear that

from you first.

Sure.

You bet, ma'am.

Okay.

Thank you.

Okay, be safe, okay?

I will.

You too.

Yeah.

How many times we been through that orchard, sir?

Writing a history book, Corporal?

- No, sir. - Then quit counting.

What is this?

A letter?

- Hey, give it back. - Oh, it's from Mama.

- Come on, Bartle, give it back. - "Dear Daniel..."

It's so weird she calls you Daniel.

"We just got home.

"Your dad took me out for Valentine's Day.

"It was nice, but don't worry,

"he knows you're my real Valentine."

Is that supposed to be for me, though?

Because I think

- I'm her real Valentine. - Asshole.

You wish.

Some people ain't cut out for this shit.

What, do you mean Murph?

No, sir, Murph's got his shit together.

Murph's solid.

Lieutenant Bellington.

Carry on, Lieutenant.

How's the war, gentlemen?

Sir...

You tell me.

Your mic's on, so whenever you're ready, sir.

Gentlemen, this is the final push.

We're gonna drop fire in this rat hole

for the next two hours until dawn.

We'll still be shredding those palm trees

when you get to them.

We'll take this city.

Once we do, the insurgency will die on the vine.

I know not all of you read the Bible, but those that do...

You know, this is the land where Jonah was buried,

where he begged God's justice to come.

And we are...

We are that justice.

Right now, as of this moment...

This is the most important day of your lives.

You really think this is the most important thing

you'll ever do?

I don't know.

You really think this is the most important

day of your life?

I fucking hope not.

You have anybody waiting for you back home?

Oh, wait, wait, wait.

What? What?

I have a leg cramp.

Okay.

You okay?

I'm good.

Tess, Tess, Tess, Tess, Tess, Tess, Tess, Tess...

Stop that.

Tess, Tess, Tess, Tess, Tess, Tess, Tess, Tess...

Shut up!

What?

I hate that.

You hate your name?

I hate when you do that.

You know, if I say it enough,

it stops meaning anything.

All I've got left is you.

Same thing with your name.

No, I got syllables.

Mm, Bartle, Bartle, Bartle, Bartle, Bartle, Bartle,

Bartle, Bartle, Bartle...

"He changes rivers into wilderness

"and springs of water into thirsty ground,

"fruitful land into salt waste,

"because of the wickedness of those who dwell in it."

Look at the ground.

Salt the ground, the earth will bear no fruit.

There'll be nothing to eat.

These people will be no more.

Their spirits will not come back to haunt us.

What you doing, Sarge?

It's from Judges.

I will not see their eyes.

I will not see their bodies.

I will not feel their flesh.

What the fuck is Judges, man?

Dude, I think Sarge is losing his shit.

One o'clock, one o'clock, one o'fucking clock!

Get down, move!

I fell asleep.

I fucking fell asleep!

Watch your right!

Let's go.

The windows. Eyes on the windows.

Two shooters.

Top windows.

I got him!

Shit.

Goddamn.

One shooter.

You got him?

Hold on.

You see him?

Wait, shut up.

Wait.

Wait.

Fuck!

Shit!

Sarge!

Where are you hit?

Medic!

- Where are you hit? - I don't know.

- We need a medic! - Cover!

Sarge!

Shit!

Hey, move, that's it.

Let's get this off. Come on.

You're doing good, man.

You're good.

Come on, take it easy.

All right.

All right, now look at me.

Oh, fuck.

Yes.

Fuck!

Come on, buddy.

Vasquez, come on.

Oh, shit.

Oh, shit.

Medic!

Ah, fuck.

But he's dead.

Well, you can't leave him here.

What you looking at, Private?

I thought he was gonna say something.

Well, they usually don't.

This one guy said something once just before he went.

What'd he say?

He just grabbed my hand and he goes...

"Hey, man, check if I shit my pants."

That's it?

Yeah, that's it.

Yeah.

Come on.

First squad, move out!

Man, I feel fucking crazy right now.

You know, I was just happy it wasn't me,

that's the first thing I thought.

That's fucking crazy, isn't it?

No, man, what's crazy is not thinking that shit.

You know?

Third platoon, on your feet!

We're moving!

Thank you.

Oh, no, no, it's on me.

You just got back?

How was it out there?

Brandon!

Where were you?

I was waiting.

Let me look at you.

Are you in one piece?

Yeah.

No, I'm fine, I'm just tired.

Okay.

Okay, Ma.

Ah!

Ms. Bartle?

Is Brandon home?

- He's out. - Oh, that's too bad.

Any idea where? I know the area pretty well.

Listen, whatever you're selling, mister, we don't want any.

- No, pardon, uh... - You had him all ready.

You don't get to take him again, you understand?

Oh, I'm not a recruiter or anything like that, Ms. Bartle.

I'm one of the good guys.

Says who?

I'm just following up on a few things

from Brandon's last post.

I have a few questions for him.

It's routine, more or less.

Well, he's not here.

Yeah, you said that.

Mm-hm.

Would you mind if I ask you a few things?

Has your son ever mentioned the name Daniel Murphy?

Garrett Sterling, perhaps?

We haven't talked much.

Hm.

Right.

Well...

When you do see Brandon, will you give him this for me?

Thank you, ma'am.

And what'd you people do to him?

He won't get out of bed. He don't care about nothing.

It's like he doesn't know where he is half the time.

- I understand. - Do you?!

You got kids?!

About half a million.

That's not even counting reserves.

Yeah?

Well, I've just got the one.

Thanks, Ma.

CID, what is that?

Criminal Investigation Division.

Jesus.

What happened over there?

Yeah, I'm trying

to reach Staff Sergeant Sterling.

Right, yeah.

No, no, no, I'm just a friend of him,

just served with him, I was just wondering

what he's up to, is all.

No, I can...

Yeah, thank you.

No, I...

I might call back sometime.

Yeah, thanks.

The moon looks different here.

Not like home.

Fuck home.

Keep thinking about home, you end up there

with a flag shoved up your ass.

Jesus Christ, get your mind out

of your girlfriend's pussy, Bartle.

Don't have a girlfriend, Sarge.

Yeah, sure you do,

or you wouldn't say it like that.

I don't, or at least I don't think I do.

She's going to school, so I figured the best thing was...

Well, you know.

She dropped you then?

What?

No.

I'd kill the bitch.

What the heck you cackling about, Murphy?

Everything's just so goddamn funny, sir.

Bran?

Bran?

Bran.

Phone for you.

Who?

It's Tess.

I'm not here.

She and Luke and the gang are going

to the river on the weekend.

They want you to go.

Okay.

What should I tell her then?

That I'll call her back.

So should I tell her you're not coming?

Just tell her whatever you want.

Hey. Your friends wanna see you.

I'm not the one who told them I was back, Ma.

It's not like it's a secret, honey.

Everyone knows you're home.

It'll be good for you.

Ma, please, just get the fuck out of my room.

Okay?

- What the fuck?! - Get up!

- What the fuck are you doing?! - You don't get to stay

in bed for another month!

- Fuck! - I can't take this.

Who the fuck are you?!

Talk to me!

Listen to me.

Let me fucking sleep, okay?!

Okay?!

What's up, hero?

Same old, same old?

Yup.

Deeply troubled by the military's

handling of the situation.

They might be covering something up.

They might not be covering something up.

I don't know why.

I don't know anything.

No one will talk to me, and all I have are questions.

I'm not accusing the Army of anything.

I just wanna know where my son is.

Specialist Murphy was part

of the Third Armored Cavalry Regiment

operating out of Camp Tiller in...

Change?

I wanna talk to Captain Anderson, CID.

This is Anderson.

I ain't a coward.

Sergeant Sterling?

You hear what I said?

Nobody said you were, son.

People who use that word tend to not know what it means.

Yeah, I'm just saying... I ain't running.

Then what are you doing?

Thinking.

So why don't you come in?

You tell us your side of things, Sergeant.

Ah, shit, sir. I think we both know I ain't

nobody's sergeant no more.

We're still at work, people.

Keep the channel clear.

Come on, LT, it's driving music.

That's cold, sir.

Hey, I'm taking requests.

What you wanna hear, sir?

You're requesting to get your ass sent home.

You're gonna send us home

for playing music, sir?

Personally, I wouldn't waste...

Fuck!

Stop, stop, here.

Come on, let's move!

My 12, on the roof!

Oh, shit!

No!

Man is down!

You're doing great, just stay still.

You okay?

Lay back for me.

Lay back for me.

Just lay back.

Ooh, it's almost over.

Good.

Okay.

Okay, you're almost done.

Hey.

Hey, calm down.

Breathe, just breathe.

You're okay, soldier, you're okay.

We got Woodward.

Yes, sir.

We got Scotts.

Scotts?!

Murphy!

Murphy!

Private Murphy!

- Murphy, no Murphy? - Just to come on back.

And as John did for Jesus...

Let us wash it away, wash it away.

For unless you are born of the water and the Spirit,

you cannot enter the kingdom of God.

Private Whitaker, do you take the Lord Jesus Christ

as your savior?

Yes, sir!

Then I baptize you in the name of the Father

and the Son and the Holy Spirit.

Amen, amen.

Amen!

Hey, Bartle.

Hey, man.

Where you been?

I've been here.

Your mom wrote.

Thanks.

You okay, man?

Yeah.

You looking at that girl?

For how long?

I've been coming up here every day.

Mm!

Every day?

She know you're stalking her?

Probably.

You talk to her yet?

No.

I just watch.

See how she talks to them on the way in like that?

She always does that.

Yeah? Just get yourself like a fucking

whooping cough or something

and get her to take another look at you.

Hey, what's it called when the doctor

makes you take your pants down and asks you to cough?

You know what I mean?

Fuck, dude, they could send you home maybe.

They should just bomb this place off the face

of the earth.

I hate it so much.

Yeah. Some fucking garden of Eden, right?

I'm never gonna tell anybody I was here when I get back.

When I get back, I just...

I'm gonna get a place to myself.

I'm not gonna go no place and not talk to anybody.

Wake up every morning and go run, eat right...

And let my fucking hair grow back out.

I might show up, and if somebody says,

"Hey, Murph, didn't you used to be

"in the Army or something?"

And I'll just say, "That was something I did

"for a little while."

Or maybe I won't even say that.

Maybe...

I don't want this to be a part of me.

All right, dude, let's fucking get outta here.

Come on.

Come on.

I'm gonna stay here, man.

No, come on, there...

Dude, let's go, seriously.

Come on.

Murph!

Murph!

Oh.

Is...

Are you Brandon's mom?

Amy, right?

And who are you?

Maureen.

My name's Maureen Murphy.

My son served with your son.

Did he?

Mm-hm.

Let me ask you, did your boy come back an asshole, too?

He didn't come back.

- Oh, oh, my God. - He's missing.

They don't know yet.

I am so sorry.

Here.

Why don't you come in?

Thank you.

Is there something I can get you?

No, I'm fine.

I just wanna talk to Brandon.

It'd be nice to see him again.

You met him before?

Once, yeah, I did.

There was a party at the base.

Well, I don't know when Bran's gonna be home.

Well, would you mind if I just wait a while?

I just have some...

I wanna ask him some things.

I just wanna know what happened.

These people, they're not telling me anything,

and I'm just sorting it all out myself.

You know, I don't know how somebody just goes missing.

I just don't.

And I just wanna know if was...

- Oh, my, I'm so sorry! - I'll get that, it's okay.

Please, will you...

Oh, gosh!

Oh, oh, okay, hold on.

Oh, God.

Here.

I'm just a mess, I'm just...

I really just wish I didn't let him go.

I know. Come here.

I know.

Ooh!

Send it down.

Shit!

Jesus! Set him down.

- No, I don't know. - Bartle!

Hey, Bartle!

No, we just pulled him out of the water.

- Come on, buddy! - Off the road. By the underpass.

Wake up, buddy!

I think he's waking up now.

He's up.

You all right?

Yeah, no, I'm good.

- Come on. - I'm good.

We heard a noise.

So we ran over.

It was Brandon Bartle.

Bartle.

Bartle.

Try to keep it together, buddy.

People just like to say stuff.

My friend told me something the other day.

She said, "Maureen, you gotta find your truth in all this."

Your truth.

What the hell does that mean?

"Your truth"?

Like mine's different than yours,

or you got one and I've got another?

I was watching this show the other day, about birds.

They always said that if you touch a baby bird,

the mother'll, you know, smell you on it

and then she wouldn't take her baby back.

Turns out it isn't true.

Birds can't even smell, really.

Besides, that's her babies.

Where they get these stupid ideas, I don't know.

Bran?

Let us wash it away, wash it away,

for unless you are born of the water and the Spirit,

you cannot enter the kingdom of God.

The usual?

Yeah, yeah.

- Hey. - Hey.

How you doing?

Good. You?

Yeah.

Good, you've got like a back room back there, right?

Yeah, why?

I could really use the place to crash for the night.

Yeah.

Really?

Yeah, I mean, it's just fucking for one night, you know?

No, man, I can't...

You fuck, I've...

Come on!

- Private. - Fuck!

Hands where I can see them.

I'm Captain Anderson, CID.

I've been looking for you.

Easy now.

Are you armed?

No.

Sober?

Wishing I wasn't, sir.

Is that what the Army doctors prescribed before you left?

Disappear from sight?

Drink yourself into a black hole?

Yeah.

As I recall, that's pretty much what they said.

You ready to take a ride to the base with me?

It's time, son.

Who do you think you're helping by keeping quiet?

Sterling?

Why don't you ask Sterling?

Sergeant Sterling's gone.

Gone?

He took himself out of the game.

It's just you now.

Fuck!

Okay, so, where are you?

A stockade.

Army jail.

Well...

Are they gonna let you come home?

I think this is gonna be home

for me for a while, Ma.

Oh, God, Bran.

Ma, I need you to know...

You don't have to say you're sorry, okay?

I know you are.

Or that it's gonna be okay.

Or you wish things were different.

You don't have to say any of that.

And I know you love me the same way I love you,

so you don't have to say any of that, either.

I know, Ma.

I know.

Well...

Are you gonna let me visit you this time?

Sure, Ma.

All right. I gotta...

I gotta go, Ma.

Bye.

Thanks for that.

They have an old saying about situations like this.

I don't know. What's that?

You're only as sick as your secrets.

They've got an old saying about everything, don't they?

Just about.

Help me.

What just happened?

Murph!

Murph, listen to me!

On here!

Hurry.

Hey, we need help over here!

Bartle.

Your visitor's here.

Hi, Brandon.

Mrs. Murphy.

You look so thin.

They said that you only wanted to talk to me.

Is that right?

Yeah.

Why?

You said you wanted to hear it from me first.

Here I am.

The day Murph, uh...

We were on a morning patrol a few days after the...

Camp got attacked by mortar fire.

Murph was in bad shape.

We all were, but they sent us back out anyway.

I guess they didn't want it to look like we got hurt

as bad as we did.

Murph was with us, but...

He wouldn't talk to anybody.

Halt.

Hold up!

All right, pull back.

LT.

That what I think it is?

Yeah, maybe.

Fuck.

Goddamn Hajji motherfuckers!

So we need to move?

Motherfucking animals.

Murph.

Murph, what's up, you think?

Move back, move the vics back! Move the vics back!

Move back!

Savior Six, this is Three Agile, over.

I need a EOD team to my location.

All the way!

Sarge, what is it?

Body bomb.

All right, listen up!

EOD's on the way.

I want a clean sweep.

No surprises.

Clear. Two coming out.

All right, come on.

Let's go, bud.

Hey.

Let's go.

You can see her, too, right?

Yeah, I see her.

Come on.

We're all clear in here.

Let's go. Grab your weapon.

Savior Six, this is Three Agile, over.

Savior Three, pull back, pull back.

Meet the vics at the intersection, over.

Stand by to copy, over.

Hang tight, we are almost there.

Copy that.

Get safe, people.

We making a hole!

All Savior Three elements, pull back to the hard ball.

I say again, pull back to the hard ball, over.

I'll do the countdown.

Yo, whoa, whoa, where's Murph?

Where's Murph?

I don't know.

Francazino, where's Murph?

In five,

four, three...

Murph!

Two,

one.

Murphy!

Murphy!

Private Murphy, speak the fuck up!

Hey.

Hey, where's your boy?

I don't know. I don't know, sir.

Well, when's the last time you saw him?

When we were checking that building back there.

Jesus.

What was he doing?

I don't know, he was fucking hanging back,

but we left together.

Ah, fuck.

Yeah.

We lost Murphy.

I'm gonna take a team, go look for him.

Take off and sweep every building east to west.

He was sitting right here.

Hey.

Hey.

What?

He say anything to you?

Anything funny?

No.

- Look at me, anything? - No.

Over here!

That don't mean shit.

Christ, a drop of blood in this city

don't mean a motherfucking thing.

So what do we do now, Sarge?

Let's get going.

Sun'll be down soon.

We searched for I don't know how many hours.

Second Platoon formed a perimeter

in case some dude nabbed him

and was trying to get him out of town.

The rest of us worked our way through the city,

block by block.

Our squad took point.

Sarge.

Hold up!

She was out earlier.

You sure?

Yeah.

What's up?

Alpha, sweep left.

Bravo, 360 perimeter, hold here.

The woman told Sterling

that she'd seen an American walking

toward the edge of the city.

Alone.

With no shoes on.

Bartle, with me.

He looked lost, she said.

Sergeant knew it had to be Murph,

but he didn't tell anybody.

Whatever we were gonna find,

Sterling didn't want any witnesses.

He wanted it just to be us.

In our report, we, um...

We wrote that we returned to base that night

without finding Murph.

But that's not true.

No, ma'am.

It wasn't.

Hey.

What's he saying?

He said he saw a boy.

What boy? Murph?

That's all he said, he saw a boy.

Where?

He's gonna show us.

Something ain't right, Sarge.

This feels like a fucking set-up.

Ah, fuck it.

One way to find out.

Help me get him out.

Oh!

Fuck!

Motherfuckers tried to castrate him.

I'm so sorry.

Best I can tell, Murph slipped away

as soon as we stepped outside.

Who knows what he was thinking?

If he was even thinking at all.

Oh, God!

Who the fuck did that?

Goddamn it.

What do we do with him?

We do what we came here to do.

Fuck, we take him back.

No.

We can't take him back.

Not like this.

Like what don't matter.

We got a job to do.

Look at him.

I did.

Look at him.

Ah, fuck.

All right, fine.

What, then?

I don't know.

Let me think.

Fuck.

You go get the Hajji with the cart, bring him over here.

Go fucking get the Hajji with the cart.

Anyone hears about this...

We need to fix it like it never happened.

Understand?

"Fix it like it never happened."

That's what Murph wanted more than anything.

Getting separated, wandering off...

None of that was an accident.

Murph was looking for a way to disappear.

And he finally found one.

I didn't wanna take that away from him.

I figured if Murph couldn't forget, then maybe...

Maybe he could be forgotten.

Like it never happened.

You didn't think that I would wanna see my son?

Not like he was.

I...

I didn't want you to remember him the way that I do.

That's not your decision to make.

This is probably gonna seem silly now, but...

Will you...

Yeah.

Just tell me where it happened

just so I kind of have an idea?

No, that's not silly at all.

We found him here.

Right about...

Here.

And we carried him to the water here.

And then we just let him go.

Right about here it opens up into the gulf,

and I guess that's where he stopped.

Or kept going, you know.

There's nothing to stop you out there, no.

Nothing to get in your way when you look out at it all.

No trees, just...

Sky and water, and after a while you...

Can't tell one from the other.

There's nothing to shield you.

There's nothing to keep you from just taking it all in.

That's where he is now.

Somewhere.

Ma'am?

Was he ever happy over there?

Sure.

Why don't you tell me about that?

Well...

There was this girl he liked.

And, um...

I don't know if she ever even knew his name,

but he liked her.

One time, this wasn't that long ago, there was a party.

It was a Christmas party.

And, um...

And that girl was there...

And he was too shy to go dance with her.

And I kept trying to get him to go talk to her.

He kept saying, "No, no, no."

And...

And then she came up to him.

And she made him get out there and start moving.

And he wasn't that good.

But he wasn't that bad, either.

And he was laughing and smiling...

And having a real good time.

And I just watched and I could tell...

He was real happy then.

That's what I remember.

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