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This guy is hungry. Sergeant said they fed him. Nah, he’s hungry. This place creeps me out. I wanna see some action. Not hang around a ghetto-ass zoo. Zoo duty has seen action three nights last week. Who’s gonna attack a zoo? We’re here. They’ll attack us. I don’t know why they want to kill us. We’re trying to protect their zoo, ya know? It’s the middle of a war. WE blew this zoo up. Use your head. And these animals are valuable- people have been stealing them. *NOISE* What the fuck was that? HALT! Who goes there? Who’s there?! We’re U.S. Marines! Cover me. You shoulda shot it. I’m not gonna kill an ostrich. Besides, sergeant said no more killing animals unless they’re a danger. Dumb bastard tiger is so hungry, he don’t even know he’s hungry. Leave him alone. He’s barely got any fur left anyhow. Come on, tough guy. Hand me that Slim Jim. Atta boy. Eat something. Eat! SLAM! My hand! My fucking hand! KEV shoots the tiger repeatedly with the gold gun. Tommy! Tommy, you okay? I shot him, Tommy. I shot him! He’s dead, Tommy! I

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This guy is hungry. Sergeant said they fed him. Nah, he’s

hungry. This place creeps me out. I wanna see some action.

Not hang around a ghetto-ass zoo. Zoo duty has seen action

three nights last week. Who’s gonna attack a zoo? We’re here.

They’ll attack us. I don’t know why they want to kill us.

We’re trying to protect their zoo, ya know? It’s the middle of a

war. WE blew this zoo up. Use your head. And these animals

are valuable- people have been stealing them.

*NOISE* What the fuck was that? HALT! Who goes there?

Who’s there?! We’re U.S. Marines! Cover me. You shoulda

shot it. I’m not gonna kill an ostrich. Besides, sergeant said no

more killing animals unless they’re a danger. Dumb bastard

tiger is so hungry, he don’t even know he’s hungry. Leave him

alone. He’s barely got any fur left anyhow. Come on, tough

guy. Hand me that Slim Jim. Atta boy. Eat something. Eat!

SLAM! My hand! My fucking hand! KEV shoots the tiger

repeatedly with the gold gun. Tommy! Tommy, you okay? I

shot him, Tommy. I shot him! He’s dead, Tommy! I killed

him! Man down! Man attacked by fucking tiger animal! I’m

gonna go get help, Tommy! Stay here!

According to research conducted by the U.S. Department of

Veteran Affairs, between 11-20% of combat veterans of

Operation Enduring Freedom suffer from Post Traumatic

Stress Disorder, leaving just over 250,000 languishing within

an already overcrowded V.A.system. The experiences of our

soldiers who have lived through the horrors of combat is

something we can not truly understand. Horrors that have

driven PTSD related suicides to rates three times higher than

for their civilian peers. How do you fight against memories, the

horrors of war, the things you’ve seen, the things you can’t

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forget? When you’re this far from home, is it possible to come

back? Bengal Tiger at the Baghdad Zoo by Rajiv Joseph

Hey, what’s up? You’re back. Check it out. Bionic hand. Holy

shit. They do you up right. I’m like Robocop.Why’d you come

back here? Didn’t want to go out like that. Let me see your

hand. That’s badass.Yeah.They’ve had me in here like a week

now.What happened? It was fucked up.Yeah?We were doing

these night raids? And I went around the back and booked it

upstairs? I go in this room, this motherfucker came out from

under the bed. Clocked me in the face. I was out. Next thing I

know, I’m on my way here. I wanna get back, you know? This

is bullshit. But they keep running tests. They keep telling me

they’re running tests.Yeah.

You know that tiger? Yeah. I shot him.Yeah, I know. I was

there. Remember? I’m just saying. I saved you. I saved your

life. Look at this. Look at this, motherfucker.What? God,

what’s your problem? I lost my hand. It’s gone. Do you get

that, asshole? Yeah, I know! I can see! I was there! I was

gonna go home and work for my uncle. What am I supposed to

do now? I lost my right hand. Dude, that thing is top of the

line. You’re like RoboCop! No I’m not. I’m a stupid

handicapped jerk. I didn’t even get a Purple Heart.That sucks.

Tommy, you ever think about him? Who? The tiger. He bit off

my hand! You ever see him? What? You ever see the tiger?

Like just hanging around? Or talking.What are you talking

about? The tiger is dead.I know the tiger is dead, I killed the

fucking tiger. I’m asking you if you ever seen him. Like his

ghost. No, Kev. I’ve never seen the tiger’s ghost. I don’t

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believe in ghosts. I especially don’t believe in animal ghosts. I

got to tell you something man. Jesus. This is why everyone

hates you, Kev. Cause you’re a fucking idiot. Seriously, man,

can I tell you something? You’re like the only person I can tell

this stuff to. I don’t even really know you, man. Can I just tell

you something? Please?

So look. You know I said I was on that night raid? Yeah. And

the dude came out from under the bed and whacked you upside

the head. I know. Okay, so I’m like lying there, right? And the

dude takes off, right? So I’m alone in the bedroom. And the

ghost of that tiger walked into the room. The ghost of the tiger.

Yeah, and he could talk! He could talk, what did he say? He

started babbling all this bullshit to me, and then I fainted. You

fainted? Yeah man, I mean I was freaking out. That’s a pretty

stupid fucking story.

You’re not listening to me! What? I didn’t finish yet! Well then

finish! Tell the story or I’m leaving. Forget it. Forget it. Jesus

you are retarded, you know that? I thought you came to visit

me and see how I was doing and catch up and everything

Did you get the letter I sent you? Yeah, I got the letter. I wrote

you a fucking letter, dude. I mean, I saw what happened to you.

Do you even remember that tiger biting your hand off? I

remember enough.Well fuckin-A! That was some crazy shit! I

don’t exactly think that’s like normal. Except for war and shit.

I just, I felt bad. For you, I mean. I was glad to kill that tiger. I

was glad I got to save your life, Tommy. You’re my good

buddy. That’s what people do when they have a friend and shit.

Well, thanks. Don’t mention it. We’re partners, you know? We

been through battle together, Tommy.

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Do you know where you are, Kev? The war, man. No, I mean

here. The Hospital? I told you, man. I’m out on a fucking night

raid, next thing I know I’m on my way here. They think you’re

crazy. I ain’t crazy. You’re going nuts. No man, I’m cool. Gulf

War Syndrome. I do not! You are fucked, man. You really

have a great bedside manner, you know what I’m saying,

Tommy? They got you on suicide watch. Bullshit, man! If they

did, they wouldn’t be leaving sharp objects and shit around,

you know? I’m just a normal guy! Trying to tell you

something. Something kind of wack, okay? What are you

talking about? I’m talking about the tiger! The tiger is dead!

He’s not, Tommy. He’s right here. In this room. He hangs out

here all the time. Tommy. (starts crying) Tommy. Don’t leave.

We’re partners. You’re my best friend. I am not your friend.

KEV: Yes you are. You are, man. And I need you, okay? I’m

so scared. He’s everywhere I look. Well that’s your psycho

problem, Kev. Not mine.

Yeah…I understand…-Tiger enters- Dead-ass ghost

motherfucker. Just hanging around, trying to make everyone

think I’m crazy. I’m sorry! Okay! I’m sorry I shot you! The

tiger is dead! You know what, man? I wrote my brother about

you! He said you’re just a figment of my imagination and shit.

He said you were just one of those fucked-up things about

being in war. So what’s up now? You don’t even exist, bitch.

And if I was on suicide watch, then they wouldn’t have left that

shit behind that I could. . . you know, shit like this. (Kev takes

out a knife) You weren’t attacked. If you don’t get the fuck out

of my head. I will kill us both. Don’t think I won’t do it. I

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killed you once, I’ll kill you again! They think you’re crazy.

Get. Out. Of. My. Head. You’re going nuts.

You want my hand? You want to eat my hand just like you did

Tommy? Then maybe you’ll leave me alone. Eat it, take it.

Take my fucking hand. I don’t want it! I’ll get a new one like

Tommy. Fucking RoboCop and everything. See? I can still do

what I want. I don’t know why I’m so scared... I can do

whatever. . . whatever. . . whatever I want...it’s amazing how

quickly you lose a part of yourself. (Kevin dies) I’m sorry that I

drove you to do this. I guess that’s how it goes. When you’re

this far from home, you know you’re never getting back.