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| Monday, January 3rd, 2011 | | 3:06 pm |
@@@@@To the rear, march; to the rear, march(You @@@@@To the rear, march; to the rear, march(You men must understand your responsibilityThere is nothing more difficult in the world than to be a perfect noncomFirm and aloof, firm and aloof, those are the keywordsThe shoes tamping on the red clay, the sweat drips downHut, hup, hip, hor, hut, hup, hip, hor(I frig white Protestant girls, firm and aloofI WILL BE GOOD NONCOM Squad halt! PaRADE rest!
Martinez is in the cadre for General Cummings's infantry division, goes overseas as a corporal in recon There are discoveriesAussie girls can be madeThe streets of Sydney, the blonde girl with the freckles who holds his handI think you're awful cute, JoolioThe taste of Aussie beer, and the Aussie soldiers hitting him for a buck Yank, got a shilling or two? Yank? Okay, he mumbles The blonde prostitutes to whom he makes loveOh, what a roll you got, Joolie, what a bloody bloody rollLieutenant Bradford now, I frig Peggy Reilly and Alice Stewart, I will be hero
Martinez looks at a blade of grassThe whip of the bullet is lost crying in the wildernessHe crawls, slithers behind a stumpThe grenade is heavy and dull in his palmHe lofts it into the air, hugs his head in the deep secret embrace(Momma's arms are great and her breasts are soft Did ya get the sonofabitch? Where the hell is he? Martinez inches for | | Sunday, January 2nd, 2011 | | 3:11 pm |
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Cartier Watches Tortue,omega sale,oyster... Cartier Watches Tortue,omega sale,oyster rolex,Gucci Clutches,cartier santos watch@@@@@ The stronger the spirit, the greater the pleasure in breaking it to my willIt would have been interestingBut not as interesting as that child of yoursI want my son to be like herfearless, with indestructible rude healthThe Fenton blood has been thinned Cartier Watches Tortue by inbreedingInfusing your peasant vitality will remedy thatI note that my tenant O 'Naras, your family, live to a great ageYou are a valuable possession, ScarlettYou will give me an heir to be proud of, and you won't disgrace him or me in society Scarlett had been staring at him like omega sale an animal mesmerized by a serpentBut now she broke the spellShe took her glass from the table"I will when Nell freezes over!" she cried, then she threw the glass into the fireThe alcohol flared in an explosion of flame"There's your toast to seal your bargain, Lord oyster rolex Fenton You make my flesh crawlScarlett tensed, poised to spring at him, to batter his laughing face"I thought you cared for your child," he said with a sneer"I must have been mistaken The words kept Scarlett from moving"You disappoint me, Scarlett," he said, "you really Gucci Clutches doI attributed more shrewdness to you than you are demonstratingForget your injured vanity and consider what you have in your graspAn impregnable position in the world for yourself and your daughterIt's unprecedented but I have the power to overthrow even law, if I cartier santos watch choos | | Thursday, December 30th, 2010 | | 3:06 pm |
@@@@@He wasn't making allowances for common @@@@@He wasn't making allowances for common courtesy “Did you save her dinner?” he asked eagerlyShe bent down beside the oven and came back with a metal tray in her handIt's probably nasty and tough now, but it's better than the usual On the tray was a rather large piece of red meatMy mouth started to water, even as I rejected the portion I'd been allotted “We have to eat all the perishables the first day,” Jamie encouraged me“Everyone eats themselves sick–it's a tradition “You need the protein,” Trudy added“We were on cave rations too longI'm surprised no one's in worse shape I ate my protein while Jamie watched with hawk-like attention as each bite traveled from the tray to my mouthI ate it all to please him, though it made my stomach ache to eat so much The kitchen started to fill up again as I was finishingA few had apples in their hands–all sharing with someone elseCurious eyes examined the sore side of my face “Why's everyone coming here now?” I muttered to JamieIt was black outside, the dinner hour long over Jamie looked at me blankly for a second His tone added the wordsof course “Are you kidding me?” “I told you nothing's changed I stared around the narrow roomIt wasn't a full houseNo Doc tonight, and none of the returned raiders, which meant no Paige, eitherNo Jeb, no Ian, no Wal | | Wednesday, December 29th, 2010 | | 3:06 pm |
@@@@@Croft talked in a low voice to the officer @@@@@Croft talked in a low voice to the officer for a minute and then gathered recon around him"We got to wait," he said"Let's stick around that tree There was just enough light for them to notice it, and they walked over slowly"Where are we now?" Ridges asked "Second Battalion headquarters," Croft said"What've you been working on the road for all this time if you don't even know where you are?" "Shoot, Ah just work, Ah don' spend mah time lookin' around," Ridges saidHe guffawed nervously, and Croft told him to be quietThey sat down around the tree and waited silentlyA battery fired in a grove about five hundred yards away and it lit up the area for a moment"What's the artillery doin' up this close?" Wilson asked "It's cannon company," someone told him"All a man does is sit around an' get his tail wet "It seems to me," Goldstein said formally, "that they're managing this thing very poorly His voice was eager as if he were hoping for a discussion "You bitching again, Goldstein?" Croft asked The anti-Semite, Goldstein thought"I'm just expressing my opinion," he said "Opinion!" Croft spat"A bunch of goddam women have opinions Gallagher laughed quietly and mockingly"Hey, Goldstein, you want a soapbox?" "You don't like the Army any more than I do," Goldstein said mildly Gallagher paused, then sneered"What's the matter, you want some gefiillte fish?" He stopped, and then as if delighted with what he had said, he added, "That's right, what Goldstein needs is some of that fuggin fish A machine gun began to fire again; because of the night it sounded very clo | | Monday, December 27th, 2010 | | 3:10 pm |
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him she'd ignored the happiness @@@@@For love of him she'd ignored the happiness that had been hers for the taking She'd turned her back on her husband, not seeing his love for her, not admitting her love for him, because wanting Ashley was always in the wayAnd now Rhett was gone, his only presence here a spray of warm golden autumn flowers among all the othersShe'd betrayed her only friend, scorned Melanie's stubborn loyalty and loveAnd now Melanie was goneAnd even Scarlett's love for Ashley was gone, for she'd realized too late that the habit of loving him had long since replaced love itselfShe did not love him, and she never would againBut now, when she didn't want him, Ashley was hers, her legacy from MelanieShe had promised Melly she'd take care of him and of their childAshley was the cause of her life's destructionAnd the only thing left to her from it Scarlett stood apart and aloneThere was only cold gray space between her and the people she knew in Atlanta, space that once Melanie had filled, keeping her from isolation and ostracismThere was only the cold wet wind beneath the umbrella in the place where Rhett should have been to shelter her with his strong broad shoulders and his loveShe held her chin high, into the wind, accepting its assault without feeling itAll her senses were concentrated on the words that were her strength and her hopeThis will be over soon, and then I can go home to Tara"Look at her," whispered a black-veiled lady to the companion sharing her umbrellaI heard that the whole time she was handling the funeral arrangements, she didn't even shed a tearAll business, that's Scarlett "You know what folks say," was the answering whisper"She has heart aplenty for Ashley WilkesDo you think they really did-" The people nearby hushed them, but they were thinking the same thing The awful hollow thud of earth on wood made Scarlett clench her fists She wanted to clap her hands over her ears, to scream, to shoutanything to shut out the terrible sound of the grave closing over el | | Sunday, December 26th, 2010 | | 3:15 pm |
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“The Jackal!” exclaimed the Frenchman“It @@@@@ “The Jackal!” exclaimed the Frenchman“It is his carte de visite—his calling cardHe announces his arrival Robert Ludlum ?? THE BOURNE ULTIMATUM 147 16 The midafternoon sun was suspended, immobile, burning the sky and the land, a ringed globe of fire intent only on scorching everything beneath itAnd the alleged “computerized research” offered by the Canadian industrialist Angus McLeod appeared to be confirmedAlthough a number of seaplanes flew in to take frightened couples away, the collective attention span of average people after a disturbing event, if certainly longer than two and a half to four minutes, was certainly not more than a few hoursA horrible thing had happened during the predawn storm, an act of terrible vengeance, as they understood itIt involved a single man with a vendetta against old enemies, a killer who had long since fled from the islandWith the removal of the ugly coffins, as well as the beached, damaged speedboat, and the soothing words over the government radio along with the intermittent, unobtrusive appearances of the armed guards, a sense of normalcy returned—not total, of course, for there was a mourning figure among them, but he was out of sight and, they were told, would soon leaveAnd despite the depth of the horrors, as the rumors had them—naturally exaggerated out of all proportion by the hypersuperstitious island natives—the horrors were not theirsIt was an act of violence completely unrelated to them, and, after all, life had to go onSeven couples remained at the inn “Christ, we’re paying six hundred dollars a day—” “No one’s after us—” “Shit, man, next week it’s back to the commodities grind, so we’re going to enjoy—” “No sweat, Shirley, they’re not giving out names, they promised me—” With the burning, immobile afternoon sun, a small soiled plot of the vast Caribbean playground came back to its own particular ambience, death receding with each application of Bain de Soleil and another rum punchNothing was quite as it had been, but the blue-green waters lapped on the beach, enticing the few bathers to walk into them, immersing their bodies in the cool liquid rhythm of wet constancyA progressively less tentative peace returned to Tranquility Isle “There!” cried the hero of France “Where?” shouted BourneWalking down the path in a line “Color means nothing “He was a priest when I saw him in Paris, at Neuilly-sur-Seine Fontaine lowered the binoculars and looked at Jason“The Church of the Blessed Sacrament?” he asked quietlyWhich one is he?” “You saw him in his priest’s habit?” “And that son of a bitch saw meHe knew I knew it was him! Which one?” “He’s not there, monsieur,” said Jean Pierre, slowly bringing the binoculars back to his eyes“It is another carte de visi | | Saturday, December 25th, 2010 | | 3:15 pm |
@@@@@Don't you remember? You told they were like @@@@@Don't you remember? You told they were like a cathedralWe'll put in an organYou can raise new foals on Bach You can't let things beat you, Bart, you've to keep going on I know, I've been down to the bottom myselfcan't give up, you just can't John Morland's eyes were like cold embers"I'm going to gland tonight on the eight o'clock boatI never want to see an face or hear an Irish voice againI put Dijon in a safe place sold up She's entered in the claiming race this afternoon, and it's over, so is Ireland for me His tragic eyes were at least And dryScarlett almost wished he would begin to cry againleast he'd felt something thenNow he looked as if he would be able to feel anything ever againThen, as she watched, a transformation took placeSir John Morland, Baronet, came back to life by effort of will His shoulders firmed, and his mouth curved in a smileHis eyes even had a hint of laughter in them"Poor Scarlett, I fear I rather put you through the wringerFinish your coffee, there's a good girl, and come along to the track with meI'll put a fiver on Dijon for you, and you can buy the champagne with your winnings when she shows her heels to the rest of the field Scarlett had never in her life respected anyone as much as she did Bart Morland at that moment She found a smile to meet his"I'll match your fiver with one of my own, Bart, and we'll have champagne, too | | Friday, December 24th, 2010 | | 3:06 pm |
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@@@@@They sat about resting and talking, and @@@@@They sat about resting and talking, and gradually they felt the tension of the past week coming back"Goddam," Wilson said, "that sure was a lonely place they put usAh tell ya Ah jus' wouldn' wanta spend a honeymoon there Wilson was feeling restlessThere was a tickle in his throat and his legs and arms felt drawn, overworked"Man," he announced, "Ah could sure use a nice big bottle of likker He stretched his legs and yawned a little desperately"Ah tell ya what," he said, "Ah heard they's a mess sergeant over here that makes a decent drink for a man None of the men answered him, and he got to his feet"Ah think Ah'm gonna take a little walk and see if Ah can manipilate some likker for us Red looked up irritably"What the hell you gonna use for money? I thought you lost it all up on the hill They had been playing poker every day"Listen, Red," he confided, "they ain't ever a time when Ah been brokeAh don't claim to be no poker player, but Ah'll bet ya they ain't many men who can say they busted me in a game Actually he had lost all his money, but an obscure pride kept him from admitting itAt this moment, Wilson was not thinking of what he would do if he could find some whisky without having the money to purchase itHe was interested only in finding the whiskyJus' lemme see some likker, he thought, an' Ah'll fin' a way to drink it He got up and walked awayIn about fifteen minutes he returned grinningHe sat down beside Croft and Martinez, and began to poke at the ground with a twig he was holding"Listen," he said, "they's a little ole mess sergeant here who's got a still out in the woods yonderAh was talkin' to him, and Ah manipilated him into settin' us a price "How much?" Croft ask | | Wednesday, December 22nd, 2010 | | 3:16 pm |
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@@@@@It’s the only way to be in the killing @@@@@It’s the only way to be in the killing gameIt’s the only edge you’ve got “Insanity!” yelled Krupkin “So allow me; I’m entitled to a little crazinessIf I thought the entire Russian army would ensure my survival, I’d scream for itBut it wouldn’t—it couldn’tThere’s only this wayStop the car and let me choose the weapons Robert Ludlum ?? THE BOURNE ULTIMATUM 400 39 The dark green KGB sedan rounded the final curve in the sloping road cut out of the countryside The descent had been gradualThe ground below was flat and summer-green with fields of wild grass bordering the approach to the massive brown building that was the Kubinka ArmoryIt seemed to rise out of the earth, a huge boxlike intrusion on the pastoral scene, an ugly man-made interruption of heavy brown wood and miserly windows reaching three stories high and covering two acres of landLike the structure itself, the front entrance was large, square and unadorned except for the dull bas-relief profiles above the door of three Soviet soldiers rushing into the deadly winds of battle, their rifles at port arms, about to blow one another’s heads off Armed with an authentic Russian AK-47 and five standard thirty-round magazine clips, Bourne jumped out the far side of the silent coasting government car, using the bulk of the rolling vehicle to conceal himself in the grass directly across the road from the entranceThe armory’s huge dirt parking area was to the right of the long building; a single row of unkempt shrubbery fronted the entrance lawn, in the center of which stood a tall white pole, the Soviet flag hanging limp in the breezeless morning airJason ran across the road, his body low, and crouched by the hedgerow; he had only moments to peer through the bushes and ascertain the existence or nonexistence of the armory’s security proceduresAt best, they appeared lax to the point of being informal, if not irrelevantThere was a glass window in the right wall of the entrance similar to that of a theater’s box office; behind it sat a uniformed guard reading a magazine, and alongside him, less visible but seen clearly enough, was another, his head on the counter, asleepTwo other soldiers emerged from the immense armory door—double doors—both casual, unconcerned, as one glanced at his watch and the other lighted a cigarette So much for Kubinka’s security; no sudden assault was anticipated nor had one taken place, at least none that had set off alarms reaching the front patrols, usually the first to be alertedIt was eerie, unnatural, beyond the unexpectedThe Jackal was inside this military installation, yet there was no sign that he had penetrated it, no indication that somewhere within the complex he was controlling a minimum of five personnel—a man impersonating him, three other men and a woman The parking area itself? He had not understood the exchanges between Alex, Krupkin and the voice over the radio, but now it was clear to him that when they had spoken of people coming outside and running to the stolen car, they were not referring to the front entrance! There had to be an exit on the parking area! Christ, he had only seconds before the driver of the Komitet car started up the engine and roared into the huge dirt lot, circling it and racing out, both actions announcing the government vehicle’s arrival and swift, calamitous departureIf Carlos was going to make his break, it would be then! After waiting for the standard radio backup, every moment of distance he put between himself and the armory would make it more difficult to pick up his trailAnd he, the efficient killing machine from Medusa, was in the wrong place! Further, the sight of a civilian running across a lawn or down a road carrying an automatic weapon within a military compound was to invite disa | | Saturday, December 18th, 2010 | | 3:14 pm |
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