Oh, good God.

I got Peggy's letter today.

After reading it, I began wishing all kinds of evil Korean curses upon Radar's family.

It was that damned kid who gave the letter to me.

What am I going to do?

Okay, think BJ, think.

You're a rational, though not entirely logical human being.

A problem comes along, find the solution.

Damn it, man, think!

Maybe I should stop pacing.

I can barely breathe in this tent.

That's better.

Oh, for cryin' out loud!

Wounded?

Great. Just great.

I hate this God damn war!