[The scene opens to a war. A plane flies overhead, and bomb sound is heard. E jumps and turns around, then looks up, and around again. Sweat dribbles off of his brow, and stains his clothes. He hears a whistle, looks over and sees his friend Roy waving at him. He runs over.]

Roy: You've done good today - go back to base, and have a rest. [Slaps him on the back.]

E: [Nods, sighs, and then leaves in a jeep.]

[At base.]

[E talks to best pal Terry as they rest on a sun-lounge with a tall iced tea in their hands.]

[A photographer comes and snaps a picture.]

E: [Frowns.] Hey! There ain't no photographs allowed on this base!

Photographer: [Smiles.] I'm a war photographer, have to capture all kinds of images.

E: Well, go and capture something else! Me and my buddy here are having a private conversation.

Photographer: [Smiles, chuckles, does a sarcastic salute, and walks off.]

E: If he wants a war photograph he should be at the site where people are getting their faces blown off!

Terry: [Smiles.] But that's a training base, all action there is strictly practise.

E: Well they have accidents there too.

Terry: [Whistles.] What kind of lux's have accidents at a training base?

E: The kind who don't remember their training.

Terry: [Laughs.] Wow what has this world come to? We don't need enemy's to extinguish our soldiers, just training camps!

E: [Grimaces.] It's not like that, the men just forget their equipment - they have backwards missiles, being shot as forward ones; they have bush-walkers getting in the way of the firing ranges; they have missiles self-ejecting cause of some faulty equipment.

Terry: Holly pineapples! The whole platoon will be extinguished within a years time! [Chuckles.] Who's running that lot down there?

E: Some candy assed soldier.

Terry: A soldier should never be candy assed.

E: Well this one is... too bad it's not on a filly - just the look of it makes you wanna

Terry: Oh no; too much oil, and ammunition, has gotten into your brain! I think you need a holiday.

E: [Smiles.] No.[Sighs as the sunlight filters through the glass of iced tea.] I think I need to go home.

Terry: You've got another year to go, you can't go home.

E: [Frowns.] I've got to go home - I'm serious; this place is dragging me down.

Terry: [Laughs.] That's what you said about your home first night you hopped on the ship.

E: That's cause I was used to it, now I want to go back. I've realised there are worse things then being in the pits of despair - it's being in a pit after a flaming

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