We were just both saying what a horrible situation it was and I said that you would've saved those kids if you could've, right? [Trevor says nothing] Trevor?
[pauses, looks at Roxy] It's war, and in war civilians pay a price. Always. Mothers, fathers, children. One time we were on patrol at this village outside Kandahar. Jeremy Sherwood is kicking a soccer ball with this Afghan kid. A few minutes later, a car bomb explodes and this kid and his father are dead. Funny thing is, the soccer ball wasn't touched. You got these two bodies lying there and the ball's perfectly fine.
What am I talking about? Trev, I never got a chance to do squat. It was my fourth day in theater. It was my first time outside the wire. I was 500 meters from the patrol base when that IED went off. I never saw any enemy. I didn't fire my weapon. All I did do was get thrown from a Humvee and burned.
[to Cody] You know what? I've got a friend whose son died in Afghanistan. She'd give anything to have him back here, no matter what shape he was in. And I guarantee you he would not be sitting here feeling sorry for himself. He'd be living everyday.
[...] You forgot what your life was like before Trevor? Your first husband was a wife-beater, drove you out of the house and into the arms of another loser-man who gave you nothing but a second child. You're living in a trailer with two kids on food stamps when Trevor picked you up like a knight on a white horse and brings you here. Look around. I don't know anyone who lives in a house this nice. But I guess it's not good enough for you anymore is it?
Yes and what happens to them when their dad doesn't come home one day because he's been blown up somewhere around the world?! Did you ever think about that? What happens then?
[showing Gloria a picture of Sara Elizabeth on his cellphone] It's her first swimming lesson. It seems like yesterday Sara Elizabeth was learning to walk.