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Friday, March 12, 2010

"28 Weeks Later" (2007)




The very first time I watched the 5/11/2007 US film "28 Weeks Later" was just a few days ago during this very week and I had not seen any of the relevant video or dialog until I watched it for the first time this very week.










2007 film "28 Weeks Later" DVD movie:

01:00:12


Scarlet: Who are you?

Sergeant Doyle: Sergeant Doyle, Delta, Rooftop Unit.

Scarlet: Why aren't you at your post?

Sergeant Doyle: Why aren't you?










http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0363547/quotes

IMDb

Memorable quotes for

Dawn of the Dead (2004)


Michael: Officer, sir, you do not want to go that way.

Kenneth: Why? What's that way?

Michael: It's pretty bad.

Andre: It's hell.

Kenneth: What about Fort Pastor?

Andre: Maybe, if you had wings. The road's thick with those motherfuckers that way.

Kenneth: How do you know?

Andre: We just tried...

Michael: Back when there was eight of us. We're going to the mall.










***** JOURNAL ARCHIVE: Thursday, December 17, 2009 - State of insurrection: Massachusetts



http://www.cswap.com/1991/Flight_of_the_Intruder/cap/en/2_Parts/a/00_28

Flight of the Intruder


:28:25
He wasn't alone.

:28:27
And he did come back.

:28:38
I was with him.










}}}}} JOURNAL ARCHIVE: 03/17/07 2:08 AM
God what a f---ed up dream. Makes me think of being tortured. They put you into a machine and you have to wriggle your way out, centimeter by centimeter and it is beyond claustrophobic and they look for your worst fears and every day they have a new day to exploit your worst fears and this g--damned doesn't even come close - not even g--damned close - to describing how bad it is.

JOURNAL ARCHIVE: 03/17/07 2:12 AM
They don't torture you with primarily physical pain, such as beatings, etc. Physical torture is easy to resist. For a while at least. If you are good, you can resist it for a long time. Depends on how far they take it though. But the real bastards look to get in your head and really screw with you. And they have weeks and months and years to just screw with your head and screw with your head because they are lunatics and this doesn't come goddamned close to describing how bad it was.

JOURNAL ARCHIVE: 03/17/07 8:55 AM
I woke up this time thinking, partially visualizing, flying an F-14 Tomcat over the ocean somewhere. I can almost visualize another F-14 flying on my wing. Suddenly, the other F-14 exploded but I can't actually visualize that part. I think both people parachuted out of that aircraft. Apparently another missile hit my aircraft, blew off the canopy, and knocked me unconscious. Then I can almost see us traveling straight down towards the ocean surface and the RIO in the seat behind me was yelling at me to wake up. I pulled up and engaged the two aircraft that fired at us. One was hit by my Sparrow but the other Sparrow missed. I went in and finished off the other one up close. I returned to the carrier and landed safely, and then passed out from a moderate concussion with blood running out from underneath my cracked helmet.

JOURNAL ARCHIVE: 03/17/07 9:00 AM
Or the RIO had been knocked out to from the explosion that tore off the canopy. What I was hearing was someone on the carrier yelling at me over the radio to pull up before I crashed into the ocean.

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}}}}} JOURNAL ARCHIVE: 03/17/07 9:45 AM
In my "memory" of that time in that Mustang, the guy sitting asleep all the time in the back seat of the car might actually represent that the RIO had been killed in the explosion that blew off the canopy of my F-14. The guy in the seat to the right of my might have been a pilot in another F-14 guiding me back to the carrier because I was suffering from a concussion.

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}}}}} JOURNAL ARCHIVE: 03/17/07 9:49 AM
How I managed to shoot down those two enemy fighters is beyond me. I imagine or remember that I left a wake on the ocean surface I came so close to it before I recovered control after the initial missile volley they sent at us. They got off another volley but none of those detonated around me.

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}}}}} JOURNAL ARCHIVE: 03/18/07 3:12 PM
I wonder if the day I wrote about recently, where the F-14 on my wing exploded from a missile hit and my canopy was shattered by another one, was when President Reagan was listening in to us from the White House, for some reason. I'm not sure why he was listening in to our communications, but I am thinking that it was because he was listening that we were jumped. One notion is that my wingman and I were observing a Soviet bomber and their fighter escort went hostile.

I have also been wondering if that photo on my instrument panel that brought me back to consciousness as the controllers were yelling at me to pull up

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http://www.presidency.ucsb.edu/ws/index.php?pid=37024

Remarks at El Centro Naval Air Station, California

January 3rd, 1986

Ladies and gentlemen, I can't tell you what this welcome means to me. And I know so many that had a hand in it—all of you here at the El Centro naval facility, members of the Navy League, and the Fleet Reserve Association. I'd like to say a special greeting, also, to Congressman Duncan Hunter and Mika Camarena, whose husband gave his life for all of us in the fight against the drug traffic. And my thanks to the Holtville Band. I think you're well known to some of them here.

Well, this is, as I say, a very great welcome. I know that the El Centro naval facility is not only a great training center here for all of our Navy pilots but is the winter home of the Blue Angels, host to the Royal Air Force Falcons. There's only one thing, as an old ex-horse cavalryman: How come this Navy facility is out here in the desert? May I just say to all of you—and I know that time is of the essence and I must get in this and cross the border—may I just say that of all the things that one can find to be proud of in a position such as mine, nothing has made me more proud than the men and women in uniform in our Armed Forces. God bless you all. And every time I read some things like Mr. Qadhafi sounding off the way he does, I just think to myself about all of you, and I can't be bothered with Mr. Qadhafi.But again, God bless you all. Thank you all for being out here. This is very heartwarming. I'm most grateful. Thank you.










http://www.cswap.com/1991/Flight_of_the_Intruder/cap/en/2_Parts/a/00_47

Flight of the Intruder


:47:40
Devil 5-2-0, feet dry.

:47:43
Roger, 5-2-0.

:47:44
We copy, feet dry.

:47:44
Good hunting, Cool Hand.

:47:46
Let's let them know we're here.

:47:48
Put your mask on,
it's going to be a gunfight.

:47:59
Man, we've been made.



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