The Hurt Locker (2008)

Anthony Mackie: Sergeant JT Sanborn

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• Sergeant JT Sanborn : I'm not ready to die, James.

  Staff Sergeant William James : Well, you're not gonna die out here, bro.

  Sergeant JT Sanborn : Another two inches, shrapnel zings by, slices my throat, I bleed out like a pig in the sand. Nobody'll give a shit. I mean my parents - they care - but they don't count, man. Who else? I don't even have a son.

  Staff Sergeant William James : Well, you're gonna have plenty of time for that, amigo.

  Sergeant JT Sanborn : Naw, man.

  Staff Sergeant William James : You know?

  Sergeant JT Sanborn : I'm done. I want a son. I want a little boy, Will. I mean, how do you do it, you know? Take the risk?

  Staff Sergeant William James : I-I don't know. I mean, I just, uh... I guess I don't think about it.

  Sergeant JT Sanborn : Every time we go out, it's life or death. You roll the dice. You recognize that, don't you?

  Staff Sergeant William James : Yeah-yeah... Yeah, I do, but I don't know why, you know? Yeah...

  Staff Sergeant William James : [sighs]  I don't know, JT. You know why, you know... I'm the way I am?

  Sergeant JT Sanborn : No, I don't.

• Contractor Team Leader : We have a flat tire. Can you help us?

  Staff Sergeant William James : Sure, yeah. You got any spares?

  Contractor Team Leader : Well, we have spares, but we used up our wrench.

  Staff Sergeant William James : How do you use up a wrench?

  Contractor Team Leader : Well, the, uh... , the guy over there with the red thing on his head, he threw it at someone.

  Staff Sergeant William James : [laughs]  All right.

  [gives thumbs up to Eldridge] 

  Contractor Team Leader : Thank you.

  [introduces the soldiers] 

  Contractor Team Leader : This Chris. This is the wrench man.

  Staff Sergeant William James : Hello, Wrench Man.

  Contractor Team Leader : That's Jimmy.

  Sergeant JT Sanborn : You know you can shoot people here. You don't have to throw a wrench.

  Contractor Feisal : Fuck off!

• Spc. Owen Eldridge : Aren't you glad the Army has all these tanks parked here? Just in case the Russians come and we have to have a big tank battle?

  Sergeant JT Sanborn : I'd rather be on the side with the tanks, just in case, than not have 'em.

  Spc. Owen Eldridge : Yeah, but they don't do anything. I mean, anyone comes alongside a Humvee, we're dead. Anybody even looks at you funny, we're dead. Pretty much the bottom line is, if you're in Iraq, you're dead. How's a fucking tank supposed to stop that?

  Sergeant JT Sanborn : Would you shut the fuck up, Owen, please?

  Spc. Owen Eldridge : Sorry. Just tryin' to scare the new guy.

• Sergeant JT Sanborn : [looking at a photo from Will's box]  Who's that?

  Staff Sergeant William James : That's my son. He's ' tough little bastard. Nothin' like me.

  Sergeant JT Sanborn : You mean to tell me you married?

  Staff Sergeant William James : Well, you know, I had a girlfriend and, uh, she got pregnant, so we got married, and we got divorced... or, you know, I thought we got divorced. I mean, she's still living in the house and she says we're still together, so I... I don't know. Wha-what does... what does that make her? I don't know.

  Sergeant JT Sanborn : Dumb... for still being with your ass.

  [laughs] 

  Staff Sergeant William James : [kicks at Sanborn]  Hey! She ain't fucking dumb, all right? She's just loyal. She's just loyal, that's all.

• Sergeant JT Sanborn : Now push it in.

  Sgt. Matt Thompson : I can't.

  Sergeant JT Sanborn : What do you mean you can't? Pretend it's your dick, man.

  Sgt. Matt Thompson : [laughs]  How about I pretend it's your dick?

  Sergeant JT Sanborn : You'd never get it in if you did that.

• Sergeant JT Sanborn : Maybe you shouldn't take this down. You know, we get a lot of mortars at night. You know, the plywood on the windows help with the lateral frag coming through. That's why it's up dere.

  Staff Sergeant William James : Yeah, well, it's not going to stop a mortar round from coming in through the roof, you know. Besides, I like the sunshine.

• Sergeant JT Sanborn : Welcome to Bravo Company. Welcome to Camp Victory.

  Staff Sergeant William James : Ah, Camp Victory? I thought this was Camp Liberty.

  Sergeant JT Sanborn : Ah, no, they changed that about a week ago. 'Victory' sound' better.

  Staff Sergeant William James : All right. Well, good. At least we're in the right place, right?

• Sergeant JT Sanborn : [as a teammate approaches an unexploded bomb]  You know, these detonators misfire all the time.

  Spc. Owen Eldridge : What are you doing?

  Sergeant JT Sanborn : I'm just saying shit happens. They misfire.

  Spc. Owen Eldridge : He'd be obliterated to nothing.

  Sergeant JT Sanborn : His helmet would be left. You could have that. Little specs of hair charred on the inside.

  Spc. Owen Eldridge : Yeah. There'd be half a helmet somewhere, with bits of hair.

  Sergeant JT Sanborn : Have to ask for a change in technique and protocol, and make sure this type of accident never happen again, you know? You'd have to write the report.

  Spc. Owen Eldridge : Are you serious?

  Sergeant JT Sanborn : I can't write it.