Chapter 3 - A short drive
"Pierce." Potter opened the doors to his office, he had planned a whole speech to give to his surgeon for his behavior, but after taking one look at him, there was no way.
"Are you alright Pierce?" He said with concern. He got no response.
"Look son, I know its gonna be hard, but we're a family, we will do it together, not alone. We need each other more than ever now, you know that. Hunnicutt was a fine man; he'll be sorely missed."
Hawkeye winced at hearting BJ be referred to in the past tense.
Potter still got no response from his Captain. He finally dismissed him, expecting him to drink himself into a stupor, which was exactly what he did.
However, Frank became actually concerned as Hawkeye started to do cheers and talk to BJ as if he was right there next to him.
He awoke the Colonel to inform him.
"You're actually concerned Frank?" The Colonel asked.
"Of course not, I mean .he's being loud. I can't sleep." However Potter knew that even Frank was in a bit of despair, him as well as the entire camp.
Potter opened the door to the SWAMP, and took a seat on BJ's cot.
"Excuse me Colonel. but that cot is not big enough for the both of you." He muttered almost incoherently.
He continued. "And by the by Sherm.how long you plan on sticking around. Henry should be back any minute now."
Potter was overcome with despair for his friend. "Frank get Radar up; have him get Friedman over here ASAP!"
"Sydney.yeah. tell him me, Trap, Henry and Beej will all be ready for the poker game. Cant wait to take away all his money." He chuckled. "And while you're there tell Radar to get Henry back here fast, this place is going to hell." He tossed another martini back.
Frank stood there staring.
"Whatchya doing just standing there...didn't you hear the Colonel.I mean I know he's not the CO, but ya gotta listen to him till Henry gets back.now go, get Sydney, me and Beej will start setting up for the poker game. Gitty up Ferret Face!" He pointed for Frank to leave and he did just that.
"How bout another one Beej?" He poured two martinis. "What do you mean no? Well okay then, more for me.." He drank both in two shots.
"I think you've had enough son." Potter stood taking the martini glasses from him.
Hawkeye tried to stand but sat back down. "What do you think you're doing.you're not me CO.Get me Henry, he would be in here getting drunk with me and Beej.having a good ole' time. damnit, give me my glasses, Henry wont stand for this when he gets back so ya know Sherm.wont stand for it at all.nuh uh.no sir ree." He took a swipe for the glasses.
"Well fine.just fine.I'll just drink straight from the tap." He fell to the ground putting his mouth up against the tap of the still.
Potter looked on in disbelief. "Pierce" He muttered shaking his head.
Hawkeye's head shot up. "Trapper, since when do you call me Pierce? Geez man, you can't be that drunk can you? I mean you haven't said a word in ages; me and Beej are the life of this party! . Yeah I know. Henry will be back soon enough don't you worry. then everything will be back to normal.but no more calling me Pierce." He fumbled to find the words, but was slurring them out without effort. After all, he was a professional drunk.
"Pierce." Potter opened the doors to his office, he had planned a whole speech to give to his surgeon for his behavior, but after taking one look at him, there was no way.
"Are you alright Pierce?" He said with concern. He got no response.
"Look son, I know its gonna be hard, but we're a family, we will do it together, not alone. We need each other more than ever now, you know that. Hunnicutt was a fine man; he'll be sorely missed."
Hawkeye winced at hearting BJ be referred to in the past tense.
Potter still got no response from his Captain. He finally dismissed him, expecting him to drink himself into a stupor, which was exactly what he did.
However, Frank became actually concerned as Hawkeye started to do cheers and talk to BJ as if he was right there next to him.
He awoke the Colonel to inform him.
"You're actually concerned Frank?" The Colonel asked.
"Of course not, I mean .he's being loud. I can't sleep." However Potter knew that even Frank was in a bit of despair, him as well as the entire camp.
Potter opened the door to the SWAMP, and took a seat on BJ's cot.
"Excuse me Colonel. but that cot is not big enough for the both of you." He muttered almost incoherently.
He continued. "And by the by Sherm.how long you plan on sticking around. Henry should be back any minute now."
Potter was overcome with despair for his friend. "Frank get Radar up; have him get Friedman over here ASAP!"
"Sydney.yeah. tell him me, Trap, Henry and Beej will all be ready for the poker game. Cant wait to take away all his money." He chuckled. "And while you're there tell Radar to get Henry back here fast, this place is going to hell." He tossed another martini back.
Frank stood there staring.
"Whatchya doing just standing there...didn't you hear the Colonel.I mean I know he's not the CO, but ya gotta listen to him till Henry gets back.now go, get Sydney, me and Beej will start setting up for the poker game. Gitty up Ferret Face!" He pointed for Frank to leave and he did just that.
"How bout another one Beej?" He poured two martinis. "What do you mean no? Well okay then, more for me.." He drank both in two shots.
"I think you've had enough son." Potter stood taking the martini glasses from him.
Hawkeye tried to stand but sat back down. "What do you think you're doing.you're not me CO.Get me Henry, he would be in here getting drunk with me and Beej.having a good ole' time. damnit, give me my glasses, Henry wont stand for this when he gets back so ya know Sherm.wont stand for it at all.nuh uh.no sir ree." He took a swipe for the glasses.
"Well fine.just fine.I'll just drink straight from the tap." He fell to the ground putting his mouth up against the tap of the still.
Potter looked on in disbelief. "Pierce" He muttered shaking his head.
Hawkeye's head shot up. "Trapper, since when do you call me Pierce? Geez man, you can't be that drunk can you? I mean you haven't said a word in ages; me and Beej are the life of this party! . Yeah I know. Henry will be back soon enough don't you worry. then everything will be back to normal.but no more calling me Pierce." He fumbled to find the words, but was slurring them out without effort. After all, he was a professional drunk.