Transcript two: Sgt. Antonio “Poke” Espera and Cpl. Jason Lilley and Cpl. Hector Leon.
Leon: Hey, ‘fore we left, I walked out one night in total darkness and thought ‘I don’t want to die in this place,’ and I heard a voice tell me that I was gonna be okay. I think it was Jesus.
Espera: ‘Long as you’re sure about that. Hey white boy, pass me the tabasco.
Espera: If you believe in what I believe in, everything is pre-determined. Why did Darnell get shot? Millions of years ago, iron developed in the earth, it took thousands of years of civilization to learn about gun powder and weapons. Then some fool dug up the earth and made that bullet. It was one of millions. Probably manufactured decades ago in Russia, sat in warehouses for years. That bullet winds up in some hajis AK by a road in Iraq. Haji hears our Humvee, he pulls the trigger. The bullet flies through the air, why does it hit Darnell? Depends on how he’s situated in his seat. Which way the wind is blowing. How the Humvee itself is designed, a million fucking factors. You can’t control any of this. So if you’re gonna get shot, you’re gonna get shot. The way I see it, the bullet that hit Darnell, had his name on it millions of years ago when it was still sitting in the ground as ore. Nothing he could have done to avoid it.
Lilley: We all got free will, Bruh.
Espera: If you can make free will decisions then why can’t you defy gravity? Hey fool, fly over to that supply truck, grab me another MRE.
Leon: Hey, I heard you saying hail Mary's when we drove through that last town.
Espera: I don’t believe saying hail Mary's will change anything. But I was pre-determined to say them.
Leon: Hey, I still believe in what I believe in.
Espera: That’s the role you got, dog. It says in the bible He is the Alpha and Omega and knows the nature of every grain of sand. So I guess the idea is, this motherfucker knows the formula for the whole universe. But just because a motherfucker knows he’s gonna get nailed to the cross, don’t mean there’s anything he can do to stop it.
Lilley: Bruh, my brains are fucking panfried, alright? All I know is, I’d give anything to be back home now.
Leon: I’d be at fucking Sonic burger right now.
Espera: What? This fool eats a Sonic burger? You go to any In-and-Out they got windows on the kitchen. That way you can look in and make sure nobodies busting a nut on your cheeseburger.
Leon: I worked at tons of fast food places nobody does that shit.
Espera: Mexicans don’t. White boys do that shit all the time.
Lilley: Bruh, that’s fucking racist.
Espera: That ain’t racist. It’s economical. See, a Mexican working a fast-food job he might be supporting a whole family. White boy, he’s just there for extra allowance money. He don’t give a fuck if he gets fired.
Leon: I’ve never been with a group of Mexicans that was hating on white people so much.
Espera: That’s ‘cause you’ve never been with a group of Mexicans. 2-1 beaner.
