I am going to continue this so you can have a glimpse into the mind of what the others are thinking. Thanks for the reviews and suggestions!
Nightime:
B.A:.
Ain't right. None'a this is right.
Sucka's gonna pay for this. Don't know how much longer Face-n Murdock can hold on. Even with Hannibal tellin'em not to give up.
He said he gonna get us outta here. I don't know how he gonna do it, by the looks of Murdock and Face we ain't gonna make it very far. Don't matter though.
B.A Baracus don't leave nobody behind.
It's nightime now. That's when Hannibal does his plannin'. I see'em lookin around and gettin that look in his eyes.
The jazz.
The fool's crazier than Murdock sometimes.
I hear the guards talkin near our cage. I don't know no vietnamese, but I know enough by the way they be lookin at Faceman what they talkin about.
Sucka's aint gonna touch him today. Ain't gonna touch Murdock neither.
Tryin to keep the damn bugs outta Face and Murdock's wounds is hard. They always be bitin' and the heat don't help matters none.
This heat makes me miss Chicago. I may look mean and scarey, but right now all I want is my momma.
Sometimes I think we aint ever gonna get outta here. That I aint ever gonna see her again. Ray keeps tellin me to keep positive, for Face and Murdock, and I try momma, I really do, but I'm givin up. I can hear you now if you knew what I was thinkin.
"B.A Baracus I didn't raise you to be a quitter. Don't give up scooter."
Every man got his breakin point. Seein my friends dyin ain't gonna help me none.
God momma, I miss you.
