I bought one of these mini scripts (The Last Patrol fka The Patrol fka Part 11) that was listed as belonging to someone in the sound department:
It being an earlier version of the script, there's some differences in there, so I figured I'd scan it and share it with you guys (I had to type in some of the words that were in the crease that didn't scan well).
I've highlighted the differences, but feel free to read all of it, obviously, but they're just random pages.
This was taking longer than I expected, so this is Part 1/?
I bought one of these mini scripts (The Last Patrol fka The Patrol fka Part 11) that was listed as belonging to someone in the sound department:
It being an earlier version of the script, there's some differences in there, so I figured I'd scan it and share it with you guys (I had to type in some of the words that were in the crease that didn't scan well).
I've highlighted the differences, but feel free to read all of it, obviously, but they're just random pages.
This was taking longer than I expected, so this is Part 1/?
I bought one of these mini scripts (The Last Patrol fka The Patrol fka Part 11) that was listed as belonging to someone in the sound department:
It being an earlier version of the script, there's some differences in there, so I figured I'd scan it and share it with you guys (I had to type in some of the words that were in the crease that didn't scan well).
I've highlighted the differences, but feel free to read all of it, obviously, but they're just random pages.
This was taking longer than I expected, so this is Part 1/?
I bought one of these mini scripts (The Last Patrol fka The Patrol fka Part 11) that was listed as belonging to someone in the sound department:
It being an earlier version of the script, there's some differences in there, so I figured I'd scan it and share it with you guys (I had to type in some of the words that were in the crease that didn't scan well).
I've highlighted the differences, but feel free to read all of it, obviously, but they're just random pages.
This was taking longer than I expected, so this is Part 1/?
What episode do you think has the best lieb moments overall!
Hi! Sorry, I keep telling myself to answer this, but I have the attention span of a gnat lately.
Hmmm... let's see...
I feel like it's a toss-up between The Last Patrol and Why We Fight. The Last Patrol is when we first start to see him more (obviously), and I enjoy all of his scenes in that equally. However, it's hard to beat his scenes in Why We Fight... For starters, his scene in the truck with Web is my all-time favorite of his (it's where I fell for him π« ), and also, watching him speak German and seeing his soft side in the concentration camp is nice, too.
Ultimately, I'd say that I have a soft spot for The Last Patrol because it's how we start to get to know him better, but when it really comes down to it, Why We Fight probably wins because his scenes are quite memorable in that episode...
Warnings: Explicit - 18+, smut, unprotected sex, first person POV (female)
Summary: You and Joe go from best friends to more than friends...
Notes: I honestly thought that I'd never finish this, and it's definitely not my favorite thing I've written, but with the uptick in people joining the fandom and reading my fics, it seemed like an appropriate time to get it done and posted. It never hurts to have more content out there, so hope you enjoy, anyway.
Fic is inspired by/fic title is taken from: Temporary Insanity by Alexz Johnson
P.S. It's been so long since I've posted a fic that I had to look back at my setup for these π
You and Joe Liebgott had become fast friends when you met at Toccoa, and it didn't take long before you became best friends. You spent all of your time together - during training, as well as in your free time and on most weekend passes (when Sobel didn't revoke them.) If you were being honest, it surprised everyone in Easy Company that Joe would be so close to the only girl there; they all figured that he'd feel like you don't belong. And the truth was, he admitted to you that he did feel that way when you first arrived, but only briefly, because not only did you quickly prove that you could keep up with the boys, but the two of you were so similar. You both had the same sass and attitude, and while it caused you to bump heads in the beginning, you quickly learned that you understood each other better than anyone else ever had.
You two were inseparable - to the point where people would tease you about being a couple. Especially when the guys invited Joe to spend the weekend off base, and he chose to stay with you instead. Joe even shared his cigarettes with you when he was really possessive over them with anyone else (touch his cigarettes at your own risk). You never really thought anything of it, though, and laughed off the teasing. Sure, he was good-looking.... but you two were just close friends, and him staying behind on the weekends with you wasn't much of a shock because once a week, you'd put on a little concert for the guys at the bar on base, and Joe was always the one helping you practice or listening to a new song that you wrote. So, of course, he'd stay on base with you. ...Right?
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You were all supposed to earn your jump wings soon, and you started writing a song to perform at the celebration. The weekend before, you still weren't happy with it, and it was making you panic. You wanted at least a week to be practicing performing it to Joe before you did it for everyone else. The guys had their own celebrations in mind and kept inviting Joe off the base with them again for their weekend pass, but he refused so that he could stay and help you.
"Ugh!" You groaned and put your head in your hands, frustrated with yourself that you couldn't get the song right.
Joe rubbed soft circles on your back to try to comfort you. "It's okay, sweetheart."
"No, it's not!" You threw your hands up in the air now. "I've been working on this forever, and it's just not... ugh!"
Joe inhaled through his nose. "Why don't we take a break?"
You side-eyed him, annoyed by the suggestion. "I don't have time for a break."
"There's always time for a break." He smirked.
You exhaled through your nose as you stared at him. That face of his could always convince you, but you didn't give in just yet.
"Plus..." He continued as he reached for something that he had clearly been hiding under the bunk that you two were sitting on. "I have this." He held up a bottle of vodka.
He knew that you weren't a huge fan of whiskey, and vodka was not a very accessible option.
"Where did you get that?!" You reached for the bottle. "And how did you get it under my bunk without me noticing?" Your eyes narrowed.
He chuckled and then shrugged. "Talent." He said matter of factly. "And I pulled some strings." You scoffed at his vague responses but didn't push further. He was watching you scan over the bottle. "The plan was to show you and then save it for when we get our jump wings, but... Why not have a little now? Get the creative juices flowing." When you looked up at him, he winked.
You looked at him as you briefly pondered the idea. "Mmmm... okay." You smiled.
"Atta girl." He smiled back.
You handed the bottle back to him to open it. "You do the honors."
"Okay, but you're doing the honors of taking the first sip." He smirked.
You chuckled. "Okay, deal."
He opened it and handed it back to you. You smiled again and grabbed it from him. He watched you with an anticipating smile on his face while you took a sip straight from the bottle. You damn near choked on it.
"How is it?" He asked, amused.
You grimaced. "Tastes like straight up rubbing alcohol... it's great." You handed him the bottle.
He chuckled as he grabbed it from you and then raised it to you. "Cheers." He took a swig and made a face. "I think I'll stick with whiskey."
You laughed. "More for me, then." You grabbed the bottle back from him, but he quickly pulled it away again.
"Oh, no, you don't. It'll do just fine for tonight."
You playfully rolled your eyes. "Okay, fine. But it's still my turn."
He chuckled as he passed it back to you. He seemed to be admiring you as you took another sip, but you didn't point it out. You made another face. "God, that shit's strong."
He was still smiling at you as you passed the bottle back to him. "Feel those creative juices flowing yet?" He winked.
You huffed a laugh. "No."
"Then you must need another sip." He handed it back, smirking at you again.
"I really don't think this is going to help, Joe..." You said as you grabbed it and took another swig, anyway.
"Clearly, that's not stopping you." He chuckled.
"Oh, shut up. But seriously, if I drink too much, then I won't be having any coherent ideas at all."
"At least it will relax you. You're annoying when you're frustrated." He teased and playfully kicked your boot with his.
"Oh, and you're not?" You let out an amused huff.
He shrugged.
You laughed and playfully kicked his boot now. And maybe it was just the vodka talking, but you kept your gaze on him a moment longer. He looked at the vodka bottle still in your hand.
"Hey, no hogging the bottle." He took it from you, and you finally looked away from him, but as he took a sip, he kept his eyes on you. After lowering the bottle from his lips, he offered it to you again.
"Nah, I'm good for now." You answered without looking back at him, but you could tell from the corner of your eye that he kept his eyes on you a few moments longer.
"You're a cheap date."
You finally looked at him again, and he was smirking.
"Good thing this isn't a date, then." You replied.
"Right." He huffed a laugh and then looked away.
"Okay..." You exhaled. "Let's try this again..." You picked up your notebook to take another crack at songwriting. Joe was taking another sip of the vodka. You playfully smacked him on the arm. "Hey. Don't go getting drunk on me. I need your help."
"Don't worry about me, sweetheart. I'm not a cheap date like you." He smirked again before taking another sip just to prove a point.
"Oh, shut up, and just give me another sip."
He chuckled as he handed the bottle back to you. Then, you finally got back to work.
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Half a bottle, some progress, and a lot of laughs later, you put your notebook down.
"Okay, I think that's enough work for tonight. At least we finally made progress."
"You made progress. I was just here for emotional support."
"Tsk." You rolled your eyes. "You were also here to tell me if anything sounded stupid or didn't make sense."
He shrugged it off. "I'm just along for the ride, doll."
You watched him for a moment as he got up off the edge of your bunk before finally standing up yourself. He started walking towards the door when you noticed the vodka bottle on the floor. "Oh, wait. Don't forget the vodka."
"You hang on to it. Sobel is less likely to come rummaging through your shit, anyway."
You chuckled. "True." You followed him to the door. "Thanks again."
You looked at each other for a second before you saw his eyes flicker to down to your lips. The next thing you knew, he leaned in and kissed your lips softly. When he pulled away, he looked at you for a brief moment with a crooked smile before winking and saying, "Anytime, sweetheart. Goodnight." He turned and opened the door.
"... Goodnight, Joe..." Your voice was quiet as you tried to process what he just did.
As he walked away from your cabin, he lit a cigarette and never looked back. You watched him shuffle away for a few moments before closing the door and leaning against it. You were wondering what that was about... And wondering what the hell you were feeling....
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The next day, you were even more confused... To be honest, you were up most of the night and barely dragged yourself out of bed. When you went to the mess hall for breakfast, you didn't look for Joe like you normally did; you just began heading for the food line.
"Hey, doll." Joe suddenly bumped your elbow with is. "I've been lookin' for you."
"Huh?" You half-heartedly turned to him and then looked away again as you grabbed a food tray. "Oh, sorry. I got here late... I figured you were already sitting with some of the guys... I was gonna... get some food and then look for you..." The words came out slowly as you formulated an excuse on the spot.
"Well, I did save you a seat, but I haven't grabbed any breakfast yet." He grabbed his own tray to get in line behind you.
"Great." You tried sounding pleased, but your tone was flat.
You spent the rest of your time in the food line in silence. When the two of you got your breakfast and sat down with the guys, you didn't even join in on the conversation. Joe kept trying to get you involved, noticing your unusual silence.
"Huh?" You replied when he said your name, looking up from your plate, but you suddenly couldn't even seem to form sentences around him. You were in the middle of incoherently saying that you had nothing to add when Sobel interrupted breakfast to get you all started on drills early - something you were grateful for for once.
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At the next two meals, you made sure the two of you were sitting in a big group again, and it was obvious that Joe still noticed you being unusually quiet, but he didn't say anything. During dinner, you somewhat abruptly excused yourself early to go work on your song. When you were putting your dirty tray by the trash barrel, you heard Malarkey ask Joe if he wanted to join them for poker tonight.
"Nah, I'm good. Maybe next time, fellas." He jogged to catch up with you. "Hey, wait up."
"You should go play, Joe."
"Why? I thought you wanted to work on the song..."
"Yeah... I'm actually a bit tired... probably had too much vodka. I think I'm going to skip practicing tonight..."
He suddenly looked concerned. "...If this is about last night... we can just forget it ever happened."
"No." Your response was probably suspiciously quick. "No, Joe. It's not. I really just need to lie down. I've been struggling to stand all day, and Sobel starting drills early didn't help."
He hesitated a moment as he scanned your face as if he were looking for answers. "Okay, doll..." A pause before he tried to lighten the mood. "Told you that you're a cheap date." He smirked, winked, and playfully elbowed you.
You chuckled anxiously. "Yeah, you're right... That must be it. I'll, uh, see you later, Joe." You turned to begin walking to your cabin.
"Yeah... See ya later, doll..." He watched you walk away for a moment before finally heading back to the guys to tell them to count him in for poker night after all.
The truth was, you lied to him; it was about last night, and you couldn't figure out why he was being so nonchalant about kissing you... You, on the other hand, were having a lot of trouble deciphering your feelings right now, and you honestly just wanted to sit alone and write a song to help you work through it.
Unlike the other song you were writing, this one basically wrote itself, and you originally weren't planning on doing anything with it, but everyone decided to have a little party the night before the final qualifying jump, and they asked you to perform to help everyone relax a little bit. You agreed, and for whatever crazy reason, you decided to perform that one. Maybe not the best time to potentially cause problems between you and Joe, you thought... but he is the one that kissed you, after all...
When you got on the little stage of the camp bar, Joe was, as always, front and center of the audience. He smiled at you as everyone began clapping. You gave him a soft, unsure smile back as you sat down on the barstool with your guitar.
"Thank you." You spoke softly into the microphone.
You wasted no time; you just wanted to get this over with. You took a breath and began:
"Da Da Da Da Da Da...
What just happened?
Did you kiss me?
Cause that's a place we've
never been until now
And I don't know how it's
gonna be after this
Do we pretend these feelings
don't exist at all?
Or do we fall?
My confusion shows
whenever you get so close
I stumble, I stutter,
forget what to say
I'm nervous, I wonder why
I'm acting this way
It's temporary insanity
What's going on with you and me?
Is it real, or is it fantasy?
Forever or just temporary?
You made a move, don't change your mind
Too much to lose, we've crossed the
line between friends
And something more...
Was it all a big mistake?
And if it was,
it's much too late to undo
And I don't really want to
Let you go, but I still don't know
How I feel about you
What this really means
It's crazy to want you
Is it meant to be?
It's temporary insanity
What's going on with you and me?
Is it real, or is it fantasy?
Forever or just temporary?
Oh, what you do to me?
What comes over me, oh?
If this is crazy,
there's nothing I'd rather be...
Da Da Da Da Da Da...
It's temporary insanity
What's going on with you and me?
Is it real, or is it fantasy?
Forever or just temporary?
...
Losing my mind
Losing my mind
Losing my mind
Losing my mind
Losing my mind
Losing my mind
Da Da Da Da Da Da..."
You tried not to look out into the crowd too much while you were performing, but when you did, it was obvious from everyone's glances at Joe that everyone knew who you were singing about. Joe's own face was a mixture of shock and unease, but when you concluded, he still stood and clapped along with everyone else.
"Thank you." You said quietly into the microphone before you got up and hurried off the stage. You left the bar and headed towards your cabin in a speed walk.
"Hey, y/n! Wait up!" Joe called after you, but you didn't slow down. He jogged to catch up with you as you reached your barracks. "Hey." He grabbed your wrist to stop you. "So that is why you were avoiding me."
You sighed. "I just..." You closed your eyes for a second as you paused. "... needed to work through my thoughts on my own."
"But yet you thought it was a good idea to put it on display in front of the whole camp?"
You looked down, ashamed. "Yeah, I don't know what I was thinking..."
"Fuck..." He exhaled. "You could have just performed the song for me."
"I know, Joe. I'm sorry, okay??"
He exhaled sharply through his nose. "Can we just talk? Please?"
You were almost relieved that he wasn't pissed at you. "Yeah. Come in."
You both entered your barracks and stood there looking at opposite walls for a moment in silence before Joe finally spoke.
"So you don't want to pretend it never happened?" He turned to look at you.
After turning your own head in his direction, you stared at him for another moment before replying. "No."
He looked down briefly as he nodded softly. "But you don't know how you feel?"
"No? I don't know. I mean... do you?? Like... what was that even about? Why did you kiss me?" The words came out quicker than you intended.
He shrugged. "I just wanted to."
You stared at him again, feeling even more confused, which he obviously picked up on.
"What if I... kiss you again? Now that you know it's coming, and you can... figure out how you feel?"
You raised an eyebrow at him like he was crazy but exhaled and agreed anyway. "Okay..."
"Okay?" He seemed almost surprised by the response.
"Okay." You repeated and nodded.
He slowly walked up to you and put his hands on your hips, which caused your breath to catch slightly for some reason. He leaned in and kissed you softly on the lips for a few moments. When he pulled away, he looked at you. "Well?"
You didn't reply. You just quickly took his face into your hands and pulled him back in as you kissed him again. The kiss turned more passionate instantly; the two of you exploring each other's mouths with your tongues as he slowly backed you up until you bumped into the wall behind you. When he pressed his body against yours, you could already feel a hard bulge in his pants.
You pulled away from the kiss to speak, breathlessly. "You're already hard for me..."
He pulled back further to look at you, his eyes flickering over your face. "Well, yeah... You're gorgeous, doll."
He didn't wait for a reply before leaning in and kissing down your jawline. When his lips reached your neck, he slowly slipped a hand into your pants and down to your slick opening.
"And you're already wet for me..." He muttered against your neck.
"Well, yeah..." You exhaled. "You're gorgeous..." You repeated his words back to him.
He pulled back to look at you again, a little surprised, before giving you a pleased smirk. Suddenly, he slipped his hand out of your pants and slid his hands down to your thighs instead, and lifted you up. You wrapped your arms around his neck and your legs around his waist as you kissed again as he carried you to the bed.
He laid you down and climbed on top of you and began kissing down your neck again as his hands slid down to the hem of your shirt and underneath the fabric. He slid his hands up your sides, and you lifted your arms, prompting him to pull back and quickly slip your shirt off of you and toss it aside. He took in the sight of you for a moment before he leaned down to kiss your lips, pushing his tongue into your mouth again. You reached up and ran your fingers through his hair, causing him to let out a low groan onto your lips before pushing one of his knees in between your legs and pressing his body down onto yours. You could feel his hard bulge against your thigh as he continued kissing you and running his hands up your bare sides.
A split-second thought of 'but this is Joe... are we really doing this?' ran through your mind, but it just felt right... So you pushed the thought away and, instead, grabbed the hem of his shirt this time. He didn't miss a beat as he immediately took the hint and pulled back just enough to quickly slip his shirt off and toss it to the floor.
He climbed back over you just as quickly but then suddenly paused. With a hand resting on each side of your head, he stared down at you for a moment before his right hand moved to brush a stray hair out of your face. You stared up at him, your eyes roaming over his face in return. You spoke when he still hesitated.
"Something wrong, Joe?"
"No."
"Then why'd you stop?"
"Are you sure you wanna do this, doll?"
He was still hovering over you, looking down at you as if he was searching your eyes for any sign of hesitation.
"Not if you don't..."
He huffed a laugh. "You serious?"
"You're the one that stopped."
"Sweetheart, you're the one that freaked out because I kissed you the other night. I'm just making sure this is what you want."
"I did not... freak out."
He chuckled and nodded his head. "Whatever."
"Just shut up and take my pants off."
"Wow, the romance is dead already." He smirked at his teasing comment as he sat back on his knees and reached for the waistband of your pants as you rolled your eyes at his comment in return. He looked back at your face as he unbuttoned and unzipped your pants. "I saw that... brat." He punctuated the last word by quickly yanking your pants and panties down in one swift motion, causing your breath to hitch as a rush of excitement ran through you.
He seemed to admire your exposed pussy for a moment as he quickly pulled off your boots and finished pulling your pants off.
You had your knees up, and your legs spread as he knelt on the bed in front of you. You bit your lip and watched him reach for his own waistband. While your gaze was on his hands, his gaze was on your face, watching your anticipation. He swiftly unbuttoned and unzipped his pants and yanked them and his boxers down in one quick movement. Without even fully taking his pants off, he hurriedly settled his hips in between your thighs.
You took his face into your hands as he began kissing you passionately again. You noticed him shifting as he grabbed his stiff cock and guided it to your wet entrance. He pushed inside of you, slowly but firmly. You both broke the kiss - you with a pleasured gasp and him with a groan at the feeling of your tight, wet heat. He buried his face in the crook of your neck.
After bottoming out, he kept his hips still for a moment as you both adjusted. He began kissing your neck as he started slow, deep thrusts. You tilted your head and ran your hands up his back and into his hair, causing him to let out another low groan against your neck when your fingers tangled in the strands.
His hips picked up their pace slightly as his lips moved to capture yours again. You spread your thighs further and moaned into his mouth, sliding your hands down to his grip his ass cheeks and guide his thrusts into you. He takes the hint and thrusts deeper and harder, groaning at the changed rhythm.
You broke away from the kiss with a moan. "Oh, god... right there."
Your praise made his hips snap even harder, determined to keep hitting that right spot. You couldn't help but grip his ass tighter, still encouraging his thrusts.
You tossed your head back. "Oh, god... Joe!"
He buried his face in your neck again, his hips thrusting faster now, losing rhythm, as he gets lost in the pleasure.
"Joe... Joe!"
The repeating of his name encouraged him even more. He raised his head to look down at you, to watch the pleasure on your face. With his hands braced beside your head, he fucked you harder.
"Oh, god. Don't stop!"
His thrusts became relentless, his hips jerking as the building climax made it harder to keep control.
"Oh, god... oh, god... oh, god... Joe!"
He tossed his head back as his thrusts became erratic. "Shit."
He was on the edge with you; you were about to cum together, and you could tell from the way his hips seemed to be fighting between continuing to thrust deep into that spot for you and back off a little, that he was conflicted about pulling out during your orgasm. So, you tightly held his ass pressed into you, encouraging him to stay inside of you during his own climax. Taking the hint, he continued to thrust deep into you for a few more erratic thrusts until you both simultaneously let out a pleasured groan. You clenched and released, cumming all over his cock, as his hips stuttered into you while he coated your insides.
He lowered himself onto you as your walls still throbbed around him. His head was resting on your shoulder; you were both panting for air as you realized that no man had ever made you cum that quickly before.
"You've gotta be kidding me." You said breathlessly. "That's what I've been missing??"
He chuckled against your skin before kissing your shoulder and pulling out, rolling over to lie next to you. He lifted his hips slightly to pull his boxers and pants back up, but he didn't button and zip them yet. You were both staring up at the ceiling, still catching your breath.
"I think I just fell in love with my best friend..." You spoke before turning to look at him.
He turned to look at you in return and smirked. "Oh, yeah?" He turned his body towards yours and pulled you towards him, smiling and speaking against your lips. "Does that mean I can kiss you all the time now?"
"Guess so." You chuckled.
"Are you going to write a song about it?" He teased.
"Shut up." You say as you playfully hit his shoulder.
"Make me, sweetheart." He smirked.
To your surprise, your stomach fluttered at the pet name that he's used so often with you. Then, he finally kissed you again, deeper and slower than you expected. You melted into the kiss.
When he pulled away slightly, you both smiled, your noses brushing. You spoke against his lips. "If this crazy, there's nothing I'd rather be."
It is LUZTOYE WEEK 2026 and this year I decided to do a couple pieces remaking classic film posters. In Luz's honour they are all Screwball Comedies.
So for Day One we have a remake of Me and My Gal (1932).
And a huge thank you to @luztoyed for organising yet another event despite living what appears to be the busiest life on earth. You're a star. We all appreciate you so much.
