Battle of the Bulge/Transcript

Cinematic Cutscene
''The screen fades in as the camera pans down to reveal 1st Infantry soldiers decorating a Christmas tree. Zussman, Aiello, and Stiles sit around a campfire keeping warm from the freezing cold while Daniels sits down to join them.''

Daniels: (narrating) With Turner gone, we lost our protector. Paul, all I wanted was to come home a hero. Now that Pierson's in charge, I may not come home at all.

Daniels' narration ends as he raises his canteen and toasts to Turner.

Daniels: Merry Christmas, Turner.

Aiello: Oh, and Turner. Pierson made Farmboy over here a Corporal. I wonder what you'd think of that.

Zussman: Probably that you're the same old sack 'a shit, Aiello.

Daniels: (sternly) This ain't the time.

All four raise their drinks and toast to Turner.

All: To Turner.

Pierson: (offscreen) To Turner.

''The squad turns around to see a drunken Pierson with a bottle in his hand. ''

Pierson: Lucky sonofabitch. You're always first, right?

''Pierson takes a swig of his bottle while the squadmates exchange wary looks at each other. Pierson walks over staggeringly to the campfire.''

Pierson: (slurry) Keep eyeballin' me. Yeah, get your jollies tonight boys, because tomorrow when that convoy comes through, you're gonna be on the frontline defending it. And, Turner's not gonna be there to defend you.

''Pierson angrily kicks some snow into the campfire as Zussman and Daniels try to keep him from stumbling forward. ''

Daniels: Easy.

Pierson knocks off their attemps to help him and casts a glowering look on Daniels.

Pierson: Easy. You're Corporal now, huh? Yeah, let's see how fucking easy it is.

Pierson stands just inches away from Daniels' face.

Pierson: Go on. Give me an excuse.

Daniels shakes his head and sits back down.

Pierson: Yeah, that's what I thought. Six years, I served with that man. Six.

Pierson roughly hands his bottle into Aiello's shoulder and walks off.

Pierson: Merry fucking Christmas.

''The rest of the soldiers watches as Pierson stalks off to be on his own. The screen fades into white and then fades in to reveal a dead German soldier in the snow as the Allied convoy drives past the corpse.''

Daniels: (narrating) Convoy's comin' through and it's up to us to make sure it gets to the Rhine. Now, all we gotta do is survive the cold. And Pierson.

The screen cuts to black.