We are at the front gate of a military base, the blockade is down. USA is riding shotgun in a Hummer, the camera pans left and Becky is driving.
Becky:Baker had some pretty harsh words for you earlier.
Tape runs, shows the interview from earlier.
USA:I like how he says that he sold drugs, and then questions a Marine's work ethic. That is laughable at best. Look, Baker can talk about killing all he wants, but the difference between him and me is that I kill with honor, for a purpose. He kills with malice. I bet that coward does drive by's and shoots people in the back.
He says I was spoiled by the military. Will someone tell me how that is possible? Was I spoiled by being woken up at 4:30 every morning? Was I spoiled by the three mile runs in full gear? Maybe I was spoiled by the drill sergeant's constant berating of me. I joined the Marines to make a difference in the world. I wanted my children to grow up in a safe world, so I decided to destroy everything that made it unsafe. Guess what Baker, you're next!!!!!!
Becky: Those are some pretty strong words USA.
USA:Baler is trash. He is the worst kind of trash. Instead of fluttering in the wind, he pollutes other people. He pollutes their minds with his drugs, and he pollutes their neighborhoods with his friends. He pollutes this nation by just being alive. I'm not in Iraq anymore, I can't kill. But what I can do is beat him so badly in the ring that he never, and I mean never pollute the cities of Compton, or anywhere again.
Now, Rebecca, let me ask you a question. Why did you let him kiss you?
Becky: I, um, well, he just kind of did it.
USA: Did you like it? Or would you like to be kissed by a real man, a true hero of this country?
Becky: Well.....
Becky smiles, puckers, and closes her eyes. USA tells her to get ready, and he motions off camera. One of the guards from the base walks over, and brings a dog. USA runs his hand through Becky's hair. From behind, USA, a military drug dog jumps in and starts licking Becky. With her eyes still closed Becky says,
Becky: Ulysses, you animal.
USA: You have no idea.
Becky opens her eyes and jumps back. The smile on her face shows that she appreciates the joke.
USA: (yelling to the guard) Open it up!
Becky: Where are we going?
USA jumps out of the Hummer, and jumps in a Jeep with another Marine
USA (yells to Becky) I don't know where you're going, but I've got some training to do. Goodbye!!!!
Becky smiles and waves, her eyes fixated on USA the whole time
Becky:Bye!! whispersand good luck, stud!
Becky suddenly realizes the camera is still on her. She looks embarassed, but eventually turns back to look at USA ride off into a sunset.