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Dalton Trumbo

Johnny Got His Gun

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    It was a pretty dull morning and the Limeys were cold and uncomfortable and sore about the war so somebody took a shot at the Hun. The poor guy stood stock still peering through the fog like he was surprised anybody would want to shoot him. Then the whole Limey regiment began to pop off at him. Even as his body sagged he had a kind of hurt and puzzled look. They let him lie out there with one arm hung over the barbed wire like a sentry who was pointing the way for someone else
    namjoons lasttiddiemembuat kutipanbulan lalu
    Give me back my life. I’m not asking for a happy life now. I’m not asking for a decent life or an honorable life or a free life. I’m beyond that. I’m dead so I’m simply asking for life. To live. To feel. To be something that moves over the ground and isn’t dead. I know what death is and all you people who talk about dying for words don’t even know what life is
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    of them ever come back and say by god I’m glad I’m dead because death is always better than dishonor? Did they say I’m glad I died to make the world safe for democracy? Did they say I like death better than losing liberty? Did any of them ever say it’s good to think I got my guts blown out for the honor of my country? Did any of them ever say look at me I’m dead but I died for decency and that’s better than being alive? Did any of them ever say here I am I’ve been rotting for two years in a foreign grave but it’s wonderful to die for your native land? Did any of them say hurray I died for womanhood and I’m happy see how I sing even though my mouth is choked with worms
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    You can always hear the people who are willing to sacrifice somebody else’s life. They’re plenty loud and they talk all the time. You can find them in churches and schools and newspapers and legislatures and congress. That’s their business. They sound wonderful. Death before dishonor. This ground sanctified by blood. These men who died so gloriously. They shall not have died in vain. Our noble dead
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    And when they couldn’t hook the little guys into fighting for liberty or freedom or democracy or independence or decency or honor they tried the women. Look at the dirty Huns they would say look at them how they rape the beautiful French and Belgian girls. Somebody’s got to stop all that raping. So come on little guy join the army and save the beautiful French and Belgian girls
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    the way they always slept best and his father’s arm around him and he blinked back the tears. He and his father had lost everything. Themselves and the rod
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    Maybe he’d better start from the beginning. He was awake now. He was sure of that. He had just felt the nurse’s hands and the nurse’s hands were real. So when he felt them he was awake. Even though the nurse was gone now he was still awake because he was thinking about the rat dream. If you’re thinking about a dream that’s proof you’re awake. That’s clear enough Joe. You’re awake. And you’re trying to get rid of a dream that will come when you go to sleep. You can’t wake yourself out of your sleep by yelling because you can’t yell. You can’t think yourself out of it and then prove it’s gone by opening your eyes because you haven’t got any eyes. Better start hi before you go to sleep Joe that’s the business start in right now.
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    The rat was eating on him now. He could feel its sharp little teeth as they bit into the edge of the wound and then he could feel the quick little movements through the rat’s body as it chewed. Then it would dig its feet in and scoop out a bit more of flesh and that would hurt and then it would chew again.
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    There they came upon the Prussian officer. He was a captain. He was lying with one leg straight up in the air. The leg was swelled so much the pants looked as if they were ready to bust open. His face was swelled too. His moustache was still waxed. Sitting on his neck and chewing away at his face was a fat contented rat
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    The rat came crawling over him stealthily. It came with its sharp little claws up his left leg. It was a great brown trench rat like the ones they used to throw shovels at. It came crawling and sniffing and smelling and tearing away at the bandage over his side. He could feel its whiskers as they tickled the edges of the draining wound.
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    There was a guy a coal miner went back to his wife and three kids in Cardiff. His face had been burned off by a flare one night and when his wife saw him she let out a screech and grabbed a hatchet and chopped his head off and then killed the three kids. They found her drinking beer just as cool as a cucumber down in a saloon that same night. Only thing was she was trying to eat the glass the beer came in.

    This is terrifying and sad at the same time. Like the man just endured so much pain just so he could get back to his family but he's killed because his wife doesn't recognize him.

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    I can’t. I can’t stand it. Scream. Move. Shake something. Make a noise any noise. I can’t stand it. Oh no no no.

    Please I can’t. Please no. Somebody come. Help me. I can’t lie here forever like this until maybe years from now I die. I can’t. Nobody can. It isn’t possible.

    I can’t breathe but I’m breathing. I’m so scared I can’t think but I’m thinking. Oh please please no. No no. It isn’t me. Help me. It can’t be me. Not me. No no no.

    Oh please oh oh please. No no no please no. Please.

    Not me.
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    He had no legs and no arms and no eyes and no ears and no nose and no mouth and no tongue. What a hell of a dream. It must be a dream. Of course sweet god it’s a dream. He’d have to wake up or he’d go nuts. Nobody could live like that. A person in that condition would be dead and he wasn’t dead so he wasn’t in that condition. Just dreaming.

    But it wasn’t a dream
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    If a man has no nose and no mouth and no palate and no tongue why it stands to reason he might be shy a few other parts as well. But that was nonsense because a man in that shape would be dead. You couldn’t lose that much of yourself and still keep on living. Yet if you knew you had lost them and were thinking about it why then you must be alive because dead men don’t think. Dead men aren’t curious and he was sick with curiosity so he must not be dead yet
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    He couldn’t live and he couldn’t die.

    No no no that can’t be right.

    No no.

    Mother.

    Mother where are you?

    Hurry mother hurry hurry hurry and wake me up. I’m having a nightmare mother where are you? Hurry mother. I’m down here. Here mother. Here in the darkness. Pick me up. Rockabye baby. Now I lay me down to sleep. Oh mother hurry because I can’t wake up. Over here mother. When the wind blows the cradle will rock. Hold me up high high.

    Mother you’ve gone away and forgotten me. Here I am. I can’t wake up mother. Wake me up. I can’t move. Hold me. I’m scared. Oh mother mother sing to me and rub me and bathe me and comb my hair and wash out my
    namjoons lasttiddiemembuat kutipanbulan lalu
    He couldn’t live and he couldn’t die.

    No no no that can’t be right.

    No no.

    Mother.

    Mother where are you?

    Hurry mother hurry hurry hurry and wake me up. I’m having a nightmare mother where are you? Hurry mother. I’m down here. Here mother. Here in the darkness. Pick me up. Rockabye baby. Now I lay me down to sleep. Oh mother hurry because I can’t wake up. Over here mother. When the wind blows the cradle will rock. Hold me up high high.

    Mother you’ve gone away and forgotten me. H
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    He threw back his head and started to yell from fright. But he only started because he had no mouth to yell with. He was so surprised at not yelling when he tried that he began to work his jaws like a man who has found something interesting and wants to test it. He was so sure the idea of no mouth was a dream that he could investigate it calmly. He tried to work his jaws and he had no jaws. He tried to run his tongue around the inside of his teeth and over the roof of his mouth as if he were chasing a raspberry seed. But he didn’t have any tongue and he hadn’t any teeth. There was no roof to his mouth and there was no mouth. He tried to swallow but he couldn’t because he had no palate and there weren’t any muscles left to swallow with.

    He began to smother and pant. It was as if someone had pushed a mattress over his face and was holding it there. He was breathing hard and fast now but he wasn’t really breathing because there wasn’t any air passing through his nose. He didn’t have a nose. He could feel his chest rise and fall and quiver but not a breath of air was passing through the place where his nose used to be.
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    He started to kick out with his feet to move what was under his legs. He only started because he didn’t have any legs to kick with. Somewhere just below his hip joints they had cut both of his legs off.

    No legs.

    No more running walking crawling if you have no legs. No more working.

    No legs you see.
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    Oh Jesus Christ they’d cut his left arm off.
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    Because it wasn’t your fight Joe. You never really knew what the fight was all about.
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