The Lucky Ones

[Cheaver decides to rent a car and drive all night to get home]

Fred Cheaver:
Well, it was nice meeting you all. I'm outta here. Good luck.

Colee Dunn:
Where you going?

Fred Cheaver:
I'm gonna rent a car before there's none left. It's 14 hours to St. Louis. Drive all night, be there having dinner with my wife tomorrow. Sure as sh*t not gonna stay here while they run out of food and water.

[as T.K. and Colee silently look at each other]

[Colee introduces herself to T.K. and Cheaver]

Colee Dunn:
Hey, we're all on the same team!

[Colee talks to T.K. and Cheaver while on the airplane]

Colee Dunn:
You got leave?

T.K. Poole:
Yeah, 30 days.

Colee Dunn:
Oh, yeah? Me, too!

Colee Dunn:
[Colee turns to Cheaver] How long do you got?

Fred Cheaver:
The rest of my life, thank you very much. My tour's over. I'm going home.

[T.K. tells Cheaver and Colee to not talk about plane crashes when on a plane]

T.K. Poole:
Don't talk about planes crashing when you're on a plane.

Colee Dunn:
Why not?

T.K. Poole:
It's basic common sense.

Fred Cheaver:
It's the same reason that when you're on a cruise ship, they're not showing 'Titanic.' It scares people. Who wants to think about drunk pilots and mid-air collisions? Nothing you can do about it, anyway.

[Peter Tilson asks Cheaver and the soldiers what are they doing over there overseas]

Peter Tilson:
What do you really think we're fighting for? What are you doing over there?

Fred Cheaver:
Honestly, we're just trying to stay alive.

Bob:
Stay alive?

Peter Tilson:
I bet that's not so easy.

Bob:
Stay alive. Jesus Christ. If that's your attitude no wonder we're losing.

[Colee and T.K. drive straight into a tornado when Colee suggests they get out of the car]

T.K. Poole:
Holy sh*t.

Colee Dunn:
Holy sh*t is right. Get out of the car.

T.K. Poole:
I'm not getting out of the car.

Colee Dunn:
You stay in this car you might die!

T.K. Poole:
If I leave the car I might die!

[Cheaver doesn't accept Colee's guitar, as Cheaver reminds her that it's her guitar]

Colee Dunn:
Cheaver, take the guitar. Please.

Fred Cheaver:
You take that guitar, Colee. It's your guitar.

Colee Dunn:
Yeah?

Fred Cheaver:
Yeah.

Colee Dunn:
Thank you, Cheaver.

Fred Cheaver:
[as Cheaver says with a smile] No, thank you

[Cheaver tells T.K. to go to Canada instead of the Army]

Fred Cheaver:
Maybe you don't go back. Maybe you go to Canada? Take a break.

T.K. Poole:
I can't go to Canada, man. You're a coward if you go to Canada.

Fred Cheaver:
Yeah, but you're a coward that's alive. Plus, you've done your service. You've given a lot. More than most people.

T.K. Poole:
I can't do it. They got sh*t football in Canada.

[T.K. changes the bandage on Colee's leg after her wound re-opens up]

Colee Dunn:
Have you ever done this before?

T.K. Poole:
No. But sometimes you gotta... put things on just to get things done, you know?

Colee Dunn:
[Colee nods her head up and down] Mm-hmm.

T.K. Poole:
[T.K. whispers] You'll be fine.

Fred Cheaver:
[T.K. has overcome the wound in his groin] You are one lucky bastard, T.K.

Colee Dunn:
[sobbing]

Fred Cheaver:
Listen. How about you stop crying and we will stop?

Colee Dunn:
What do you mean?

Fred Cheaver:
You have been wanting to sight seeing, right?

Colee Dunn:
Yeah?

Fred Cheaver:
Ok, so we will go somewhere, do something.

Colee Dunn:
Can we have a picnic?

Fred Cheaver:
pauses

T.K. Poole:
Yeah, picnic, whatever.

Fred Cheaver:
Yeah!

Colee Dunn:
Is it working?

T.K. Poole:
What?

Colee Dunn:
Is it working?

T.K. Poole:
As a matter of fact, yeah, its working pretty good.

Colee Dunn:
That is great!

Colee Dunn:
[Hugs T.K] Uhm, yeah, okey, yep, that is working! Uhm, that is great. Wow. We should get out.

Colee Dunn:
Hey Cheave! Guess what?

Fred Cheaver:
What?

Colee Dunn:
His penis works! [Points at T.K]

Fred Cheaver:
What do you mean? You got wood?

Colee Dunn:
Yeah, definitely wood!

Fred Cheaver:
So we dont need these ladies anymore?

Colee Dunn:
No, He is all fixed up. He could pound nail with that thing.

Fred Cheaver:
Pound a nail? How do you know that? Have you touched it?

Colee Dunn:
No, I didnt have to, it was just poking right into me. Its a miracle!

Fred Cheaver:
You are one lucky bastard T.K.

T.K. Poole:
What you really want after a fight is whisky 'cause it mellows you out.

T.K. Poole:
If you want to get mean you drink gin.

T.K. Poole:
Vodka if you want to zone out and you save tequila for when you want to get crazy

Janet:
[In a heavy Southern drawl] Ah think ah'm fixin' to cum!

[first lines]

T.K. Poole:
The key is listening to the signals and hearing what they're saying. If she touches you soft, that's how she wants to be touched. You do that until you can hear her get wet. You gotta know women. I'm serious, the last time I went home, my girlfriend was so grateful she went right outside and started washing my car. Detailed it. Everything. Just to thank me.

T.K. Poole:
You gotta give us those pills, we're not gonna let you off yourself.

Colee Dunn:
If you kill yourself, Cheaver, do you know where you go?

Fred Cheaver:
Um... Hell?

Colee Dunn:
Worse. The Lake of Fire.

Fred Cheaver:
"Lake of Fire"?

Colee Dunn:
Yeah, you don't want to go there.

Fred Cheaver:
I feel like I'm in it.

[last lines]

Colee Dunn:
Where are you going?

T.K. Poole:
I'm going to Diyala. Where are you going?

Colee Dunn:
Anbar. [to Fred] Where are you going?

Fred Cheaver:
Tikrit.