Four people were driving in a lonely road, through a very war-torn United States, to reach Washington DC to get a photo of the president since they are war journalists. There is Lee, she's the experienced war photographer in her 40s. Then, there was Jessie, she's the young and inexperienced war photographer in her early 20s, then Joel who was basically the driver/press guy who gets the stories, and last one is Sammy, an old man tagging along.

The group drives past a bunch of dead soldiers on the grounds beside them

Lee: "What'd you think happen here?"

Joel: "Probably a bombing raid gone to sh*t."

Sammy: "All these men, sacrificing to save the country."

Jessie: "They must've fought well..." nods to herself