Scene 21 Honorable Discharge

Cut to a shot of Lt. Muldoon, followed by two soldiers, walking down a small staircase in the bottom floor of the base.

Lt. Muldoon:
Get the rest of this shit upstairs and we’ll blow this entire floor.

The men obey and walk towards some more packs containing DC2. As they begin to remove contents from one of the containers an alarm goes off and things begin to shut down.

Lt. Muldoon:
Get Lewis down here.

Soldier:
He’s getting his dick wet sir.

Lt. Muldoon:
Get him the fuck down here now!

The two men race back towards the staircase, after passing through an archway, Wray and Abby take the two soldiers down. Lt. Muldoon turns around, calls for backup on his walkie and sees Abby and Wray coming towards him.

Lt. Muldoon:
Where are my men?

Abby: (throwing his bag of testicals)
I’ve got several right here.

Lt. Muldoon: (catching the bag)
What the fuck’s this?

Abby:
Their balls, sweetheart.

Lt. Muldoon: (tosses the bag back to Abby)
I’m walking out of here with this shit, Wray. Let us go.

Wray:
Tell me why I should?

Lt. Muldoon:
Because I earned it.

Wray:
How do you figure that?

Lt. Muldoon:
You want the story? I’ll spin it for you quick. A termite’s nest in a cave on the Afghan border; me and my men walking around with our dicks in our hands and our balls in our throats, lookin’ for America’s most wanted.

Wray:
Bin Laden.

Lt. Muldoon:
Yeah. For once our intel was right on the money. I come around a corner--bam! There he is looking me in the eyes.

Abby:
Wait. You killed bin Laden?

Lt. Muldoon:
I put two in his heart, one in his computer.

Wray:
So that was you?

Lt. Muldoon: (takes a gasp through his oxygen mask)
Yeah… That was me… Class-A clusterfuck. He wasn’t supposed to be there, we weren’t supposed to be there, and I sure as fuck wasn’t supposed to be the one to punch his dialysis ticket. So, instead of a chest full of medals, we get a face full of DC2. No cure. That is not until we found someone (nods at Abby) from the other side willing to sell us batches of this shit.

Abby:
Science comes first, but business comes a close fucking second.

Muldoon is visibly getting worse, abscesses forming larger and larger on his skin.

Wray:
Then you realized if you could infect a large enough populace, the experiment and its survivors, you’d find a cure.

Lt. Muldoon: (his tank runs out and his face is exceedingly worse)
I swore to my men that I’d do everything in my power to find keep them alive. And that’s what I intend to do, Wray… Understand… I never had a choice.

Muldoon is now completely terrible, looking like a giant ball of pus with eyes.

Wray: (aims his gun at Muldoon, as does Abby)
Neither do I, sir… God bless you and your service to this country.

Both Abby and Wray open fire on Lt. Muldoon.