No, Lord...no, I can't die....this can't be happening. If I make myself believe I'm not, then maybe I won't...maybe I won't die...

"God, Rafe, I'm so cold...I'm so cold..." F***ing China weather.

Stop it, Rafe, stop it... I swear to God. Why can't I speak? Lord, I can't even tell him...I can do this...

"I - I don't think I'm gonna make it..."

"Yes you are. Yes you are."

No. Does'nt he understand? You need Evelyn. Leave me now...

"God, Danny, you can't die...you cannot..."

What makes him so sure?

"No..."

This is just how the general described being shot...like I'm all ripped open...and spilling out. I just want it to end...it has to end...I thought that death was immediate after gettin shot...too bad it's not...I wish with all of me that it could be over right now. Lord, take me now, I don't want to see Rafe like this, I don't want him to see ME like this, I don't want to feel this never-ending miserable pain...I cannot take this...I cannot...

"You're not gonna die, you won't."

"Yes." God, I can't even formulate a whole sentence.

"No, you can't, you can't. And you know why? 'C-Cause you're gonna be a father..."

What?

"Danny, you can't go..."

Evelyn...she's pregnant? Damn, Lord, you can't let me die...I'm not done here. I'm not done living. I need to be there for her....God this hurts. Death is inevitable...but I can't leave...I have things to do...Lord, I have a child. But if living means enduring more of this sh*t...then just take me now. I don't want to feel like this. I can't make this...

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This is the end. I can feel it.

"You take Evelyn, Rafe."

Gawd, stop sobbing. I - I can do this...I can live...look, I don't even hurt anymore! The pain is leaving...so there is a God...a God who will let me live...wait...but Rafe's leaving, too. Rafe, come back! Where are you going? Your face is dissolving...the lights are dimming....

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And so our hero dies a hero's death. He died gallant. He died knowing that God obviously needed him more than his friends and lovers on earth did.
But it seems it was all too soon, you agree? He had so much to live for...so much. A potential wife. A child. There were too many roads he had yet to travel. Too many oceans he had yet to sail.

Too many bridges he had yet to cross.


A/N: Hint: That last line was a corresponding note to the title.

Yes, I am aware that this has been done before. For those of you who have seen Pearl Harbor in the last 48 hours, forgive my inaccuracy of the original lines. The last time I saw the movie was approximately seven days ago, so I don't remember every little "you can't die" and "don't leave." So that's it.

Danny's death is something I really feel strongly about. Here's this mostly-innocent young boy, a boy with a potential wife and a baby, and his life is being wiped away from him like chalk is erased from a slate board. He has a lot going for him, and a lot to live for, and all I want to say right now is that I used to be very 'disturbed' that Danny died. (Heck, they could'nt have killed Rafe instead?) But I think that Danny's death serves a very prominent purpose in the story, and it could have been all for the better. Besides *grins* Josh Hartnett STILL looks sexy during that part, even though he's covered in oil and blood is presumably gushing from him.