ARMY BRATTS P1

Oh shit!

That door though...

Honey?

Who is it, honey?

It's from the U.S. Army.

Hmm.

Greetings, Private Dickinson.

Owing to the crisis in Nicaragua, your reserve unit has been recalled to active duty.

You are hereby ordered to report immediately to Fort Weber, Alabama, the United States Army.

I don't believe this.

Wait, I'll call Judge Fowler. He'll get you off.

Otherwise, I can call my buddy, the Congressman. He owes me a favor.

What are you talking about Morty? Of course I'm going.

What?

Don't you realize what a big opportunity this is? I get to be a part of a big picture.

But it's like a Vietnam War is brewing over there.

I'm a soldier, don't you realize? I'm not supposed to give orders, I'm supposed to take them.

Well what about Nuremberg?

Who's he?

It's not a he, it's a town in Germany.

It's where they held a Nazi war crimes trial.

They tried to get off by saying they were just following orders.

Morty, I was so excited about going and now you're twisting this into something horrible and frightening.

That's what war is.

You always said I should be more adventurous, remember?

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