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This one day,
we was out walking like always,
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and then, just like that,
somebody turned off the rain,
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and the sun come out.
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Ambush! Take cover!
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- Get that pig up here, God damn it!
- Forrest, are you OK?
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Strong Arm, Strong Arm!
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- We've got a man down.
- Strong Arm, this is Leg Lima 6!
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Roger, Strong Arm! We have incoming
from the treeline at Point Blue...
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..plus two! A.K.s and rockets!
We're getting it hard!
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- Misfire! Misfire!
- God damn it!
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Get that pig unfucked
and put it in the treeline!
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They got us down, hard and hurt.
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We're going to move back
to the blue line.
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Pull back! Pull back!
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- Forrest! Run, Forrest!
- Pull back!
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- Run! Run, man! Run!
- Pull back, Gump!
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Run, God damn it! Run!
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I ran and ran
just like Jenny told me to.
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I ran so far so fast that soon I was
all by myself, which was a bad thing.
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Bubba was my best good friend.
I had to make sure he was OK.
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Where the hell are you?
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And on my way back to find Bubba,
there was a boy laying on the ground.
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Tex. OK.
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I couldn't let him lay there
all alone, scared the way he was,
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so I grabbed him up
and run him out of there.
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Every time I went back
looking for Bubba,
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somebody else was saying,
"Help me, Forrest, help me!"
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OK. Here. Here.
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No sweat, man.
Lay back. You'll be OK.
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I started to get scared
that I might never find Bubba.
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I know my position is danger close!
We got Charlie all over this area.
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I got to have those fast movers
in here now. Over.
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Lieutenant Dan, Coleman's dead!
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I know he's dead! My whole
goddamn platoon is wiped out!
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God damn it! What are you doing?
You leave me here!
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Get away.
Just leave me here! Get out!
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God, I said leave me here,
God damn it!
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Leg Lima six, this is strong-arm.
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Be advised your fast
movers are inbound. Over.
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Then it felt like something
just jumped up and bit me.
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Something bit me!
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Goddamn son of a bitch!
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I can't leave the platoon.
I told you to leave me there, Gump.
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Forget about me. Get yourself out!
Did you hear what I said?
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Gump, damn it, put me down.
Get your ass out of here.
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I didn't ask you to pull me out
of there, God damn you!
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- Where do you think you're going?
- To get Bubba.
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I got an air strike
inbound right now.
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They're going to nape the whole area.
Stay here! That's an order.
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I gotta find Bubba!
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I'm OK, Forrest. I'm OK.
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- Bubba, no.
- I'll be all right.
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Come on. Come on. Come on.
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I'm OK, Forrest.
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I'm OK. I'm fine.
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Top smoke. Get it up there.
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If I'd have known this was going
to be the last time me and Bubba
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was gonna talk, I'd of thought
of something better to say.
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- Hey, Bubba.
- Hey, Forrest.
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- Forrest, why did this happen?
- You got shot.
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Then Bubba said something
I won't ever forget.
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I want to go home.
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Bubba was my best good friend.
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And even I know that ain't something
you can find just around the corner.
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Bubba was going to be
a shrimping boat captain,
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but instead, he died right
there by that river in Vietnam.