"(BUGLE)" "Get Gifford out." "Yes, sir." "Hey, Gifford." "Gifford!" "Get your gear." "Get that arm up, Gifford." "You're still in the army." "Colonel Miles wants to see you." "Come on." "Inside." "Here's the prisoner, sir." "Gifford." "I've been investigating your case." "Ordinarily I'd turn this sort of thing over to a court martial, but in this instance you hold a well-earned Silver Star, your record till now has been excellent, and you've shown definite qualities of leadership." "You know, at one point I was gonna recommend you for a battlefield commission." "Why'd you do it, Gifford?" "I think you lost control of yourself." "That can happen, especially with men who've been out here for a long time." "Is that it?" "Off the record, you're good for ten years in" "Leavenworth and a dishonorable discharge." "Yes, sir." "But on the record, tell you what I've decided." "I can't have you in this area." "It's bad for discipline, bad for morale." "We've got a company posted up in the hills:" "George Company." "They're in a very isolated area." "Half the time the road up there is cut off by the enemy." "Can't even use field phones." "Have to contact 'em on radio." "I've spoken to the Second Battalion commander." "We're reassigning you to George." "Yes, sir." "Lieutenant, turn this man over to the driver from George Company." "Yes, sir." "Don't give him this until you're out of the area." "Here." "Go ahead and shoot somebody if you feel like it." "I don't care." "Anybody but me." "My name's Willie Crawford." "Sam Gifford." "How come you got transferred to George?" "It was that or Leavenworth." "Should've took Leavenworth." "Taste of tobacco juice?" "Yeah." "Always does." "What'd they get you for?" "Assaulting an officer in combat." "For a fact?" "Hurt him bad?" "Nearly killed him." "You should've shot him." "You'd have been sure of killin' him." "That's George Company's sector there." "On most of them hills we got outposts." "Down there, that's our company headquarters." "That's where Waco is." "(man) Get the lead out, Willie." "Send that mallet-head in here." "Yes, sir." "What was that?" "I mean yes, Waco." "I'm bringin' him." "I didn't say bring him." "I said send him." "Yes, Waco." "Get in there." "That's the captain." "Put your rifle down right there, buddy." "I said put the rifle down." "Give me the papers." "Swanson, go tell that mallet-head he's not gonna drive the jeep any more." "I told him not to call me sir." "I won't say it a second time." "Who do you want driving it, Waco?" "That's my worry." "Just go do what I told you." "I've heard about you, Gifford." "First you go get yourself a Silver Star, then you get busted to private." "It's a rough war, ain't it?" "Yes, sir." "Didn't you hear me say not to call me sir?" "I'm sorry..." "Waco." "All right." "I don't want snipers takin' pot shots at me every time one of you guys calls me sir." "You hit an officer in combat." "What was his rank?" "Captain or what?" "Lieutenant." "Oh, lieutenant." "You should've killed him." "(Laughs)" "I was trying to." "Samuel F Gifford." "What's the F stand for?" "Francis, sir." "I mean Waco." "That's better." "You know, I got a sister named Frances." "Hey, Millard." "Frances is a girl's name, ain't it?" "Yeah." "You got a girl's name, Gifford." "(Waco, in singsong) Frances." "You know anything about radio procedure?" "Yes, Waco." "OK." "You're my radio operator." "You'll work over there till I get tired of lookin' at your kisser." "Oh, another thing, Gifford." "You ain't gonna hit me." "If you do, you'll never hit anybody again." "You hear me?" "Hey, this is real stuff." "Just gimme this chick's number, boy, and when I get state..." "Give me that picture." "Sure." "Let's see the picture, Gifford." "Let's see it." "I want the picture!" "Hold it!" "What's this about a picture?" "You sound like a bunch of schoolgirls." "He's got a picture we want to see." "Of what?" "My wife." "Oh, your wife." "You guys got nothing better to think about than another guy's wife?" "All right, Frances." "Let me have the picture." "Come on, come on." "Let me have the picture." "I ain't gonna look at it." "You got a pretty wife, Gifford?" "I got a pretty wife." "About the prettiest wife in Waco, Texas." "I'll bet she's dating more guys than you can count." "Waco, don't start that again." "Shut up!" "Now, I don't like no bad blood around headquarters." "All right, Frances, get out of here." "Go find yourself a hole to live in." "(door slams)" "You know what you've done now, don't you?" "You've got him started." "It'll take us all night to calm him down." "He respects a man's wife." "He don't respect nothin'." "And Waco ain't married." "Get goin', Gifford." "You heard Waco." "Welcome." "Thought for a while you'd took up with 'em." "Chaw?" "No." "Ought to be goin' on outpost pretty soon." "Is that better than this?" "It's away from Waco." "Hi, Little Joe." "This here's a new replacement." "Sam Gifford's his name." "I heard." "How'd you like Waco, Sam?" "I didn't." "It figures." "Waco's a sick man." "Sometimes I wonder how long it'll take the inspector general to find out what's going on up here." "50 years." "Miles is nobody's fool." "He's gonna wise up to Waco one day." "How come they transferred you here, Sam?" "Hit an officer." "You fellas can find ways to get in trouble." "They sure can, Lieutenant." "You're a lieutenant?" "That's what it says on the paper." "You National Guard, volunteer or draftee?" "Guard." "A Company." "Old First." "No kiddin'?" "Then you must have known Colonel Cozzens." "He was the finest man I've ever known." "When he got killed, I felt just about the same as if somebody in my own family had died." "Did you know him, Sam?" "I married his daughter." "(giggles)" "I hate to kiss and tread water too." "Let's get out." "There should be a statue to the man who invented kissing." "It was a woman." "How do you know?" "Kissing comes naturally to women." "Men have to be taught." "Like this." "Why is it every time we kiss it's like the first time all over again?" "Because I'm a witch and I've woven a spell around you." "Don't break it." "You know what I like about us?" "What?" "We don't act like married people at all." "I'm not acting like much of a businessman either." "Here I am, wasting the whole morning." "Oh?" "(chuckles)" "No, really, honey, I should go out and check on my sharecroppers." "Haven't seen 'em for nearly three months." "You said next time you'd take me with you." "Honey, you'd just be bored." "The only thing that bores me is not being with you." "All right, Jenny." "It'll make the day a lot nicer." "That's my sugar." "The trouble is, Mr Gifford, it's gonna be the same as it was last year." "If Pap was still around we'd get that cotton out as fast as other folks, but... one man workin' alone..." "Mr Gifford, it ain't easy." "Can't you get any help, Carr?" "What about that fella up the road?" "Raker." "Rake's got his own crop to get in." "A couple of his kids ought to be old enough to work in your field." "I'll go and talk to him." "I don't wanna put Rake to no trouble." "It's not a question of puttin' people to trouble." "It's a question of pickin' cotton." "Ma!" "Pa!" "Mr Gifford's here." "Hi there." "Howdy." "Why, Mr Gifford." "I was sayin' the other day you ought to be visitin' soon." "Didn't I, Rake?" "That's what she was sayin'." "This is Mrs Gifford." "How do you do?" "Here, Anna May." "Get outta there." "I was just talking to Carr." "He's having trouble getting his crop in." "I thought maybe your two oldest boys could give him a hand." "Well, I've been keepin' 'em right busy." "But if Kenny needs help, I could lend him young Tom here." "You all better go over there Sunday and work." "(Mrs Rake!" ") Sunday, Mr Gifford?" "That's right." "Sunday we was plannin' on visitin' my wife's sister, Rose Ellen." "Yeah, Mr Gifford." "We was wantin' to see Rose Ellen's new baby." "You can visit your relatives anytime, but there's only so many days to get the cotton in." "I want you all over there to Carr's come Sunday, hear?" "All right, we'll be there." "Better make it early." "Yes, sir, Mr Gifford." "Sam, I'd like to go home now." "I thought you wanted to see the croppers." "Why do you talk that way?" "What way?" "The way you talked to those people." "You mean there's another way?" "There must be." "Not if you want to stay in the cotton business." "I don't see why you're upset about sharecroppers." "Think they like bein' treated that way?" "I never heard 'em complain." "Maybe you weren't there when they did." "My family's had croppers for over 100 years." "They do the only thing they know how to do." "They're happy with what they can get." "That's the way it's always been and always will be." "Meanwhile they're lazy." "They have to be kept jumping'." "And they have to be kept in their place." "Oh, now, honey, there's just no sense in us arguing about it like this." "Sam, I'm seein' a side of you I never saw before." "You're just seein' my business side." "I can explain the whole thing in five minutes." "Explain 100 years in five minutes?" "The way you treat those people..." "I treat 'em the same way my father and grandfather did." "As though they were animals or farm machinery?" "They're human beings, Sam." "Can't you understand that?" "Human beings." "I know what they are." "I don't think you do." "I don't even think you know what you are yourself." "I thought I did, but now I'm not so sure." "The man I'm seein' this afternoon is not the man I saw this mornin'." "Oh, now, wait a minute, Jenny." "Nobody made you come with me." "Now I'm sorry I did, because I didn't enjoy it at all." "I was brought up to be polite to everybody, and I don't think that business gives anyone a right to be rude." "If that's the way businessmen act, then I'm glad I'm a woman." "So am I." "(Sighs)" "You don't care what I say, do you?" "Well, this woman doesn't want to see you again the whole rest of the day." "I meant to ask you, Sam, how's Jenny?" "She's been a little touchy the last few days." "What for?" "Who knows why women get touchy?" "Wait a minute, Ray." "Afternoon, Mr Gifford." "Did Raker help you on Sunday, Carr?" "Yes, sir." "Is that all seven people can bring in for a full day's work?" "Mr Gifford, we all worked till long after dark." "What'd you do during the daytime?" "Mrs Raker felt poorly for a while, workin' in that sun." "That's Raker's problem, not mine." "And you better start jumpin', or I'll set up someone else on those acres you're cropping'." "Clean 'em out." "Come on." "Well, leastwise, Sam, your croppers keep on having kids." "Ours act like they're all bred out." "I keep telling Pop he ought to kick the whole bunch out, get in some fresh blood." "Our people have been on this land too long." "Mine too." "There's gonna be some changes." "We can talk about that over bourbon and branch water." "Now, there's a man with a head on his shoulders." "Hi, honey." "Hello, darling." "Hi, Jenny." "Well, Colonel." "How are you, sir?" "Fine." "Good to see you." "Colonel Cozzens." "Can I get you a drink?" "No, no." "Not right now, thanks." "But don't let me stop you." "I think you're going to need it." "Don't keep us in suspense." "What is it?" "The president has declared an emergency." "So our National Guard division has been called into federal service." "Called into federal service?" "That's right." "Just what does that mean to us, Colonel?" "It simply means that within two weeks you and Sam and everybody else in my command will be on active duty." "The division has been ordered into service for 12 months." "I'll take my drink now." "I just can't get over it." "All the National Guard meant to me was that Daddy held a review every Monday night and you all held a dance twice a year." "I know that's how it appeared, but the job of the National Guard is to guard the nation." "But there are oceans between us and everyone else, Daddy." "Do you really think we'll have to go to war?" "I got a feeling that we'll get around to it." "Well, I got to be running along." "Can you give me a lift, Colonel?" "Sure." "Goodbye, Sam." "See you, Sam." "Sam..." "I'm sorry we fought." "We didn't fight, honey." "Not really." "Those things'll happen." "They shouldn't happen to us." "But, darlin', sometimes I don't understand you." "The way you think, the way you act, the things you say." "Honey, not now." "Please, not any more." "I'm really sorry we fought." "Oh, I'm sorry for everything, I guess, and everybody who's caught up in this trouble." "And, honey..." "I'm scared, too." "Don't worry, baby." "Nothing's gonna happen." "Don't say that." "Daddy knows better." "There may be a war, and I may lose you in the war." "I couldn't stand it even if I lost you around the corner." "We may have our differences, but I love you and wanna hold you and never lose you." "Because you're still a stranger to me in so many ways, and women love attractive strangers." "Especially when they're married to them." "Hello, Joe." "Evening, Colonel." "Evening, men." "Evening, sir." "Hi, Sam." "Colonel." "Ah, Soames." "You wish you were back at the drugstore?" "Yes, sir." "So do I, having a nice cold Coke." "Evening, Colonel." "Evening." "Oh, Kenny." "Colonel." "Who'd you get to take over your place?" "My cousin and his wife, from Louisiana." "That's good." "Hello, Raker." "Evening, Colonel." "What do you hear from the family?" "They're fine." "Good." "Good." "Meleski?" "How does it feel to be a Chicago boy in a Southern regiment?" "Rough as a cob, sir." "Watch it, Meleski." "That's all right, Ray." "It's a perfectly good expression." "I use it myself." "Sam?" "Yes, sir." "Would you step out on deck?" "It's a real sharp platoon, Ray." "Thank you, Colonel." "There's not much of a view." "Not much." "You've been awful quiet lately, Sam." "Somethin' bothering you?" "I've just been thinking about a lot of things." "Jenny?" "First and foremost." "What else?" "I don't think I ever appreciated home until now." "Sam, I never had a son until you married Jenny, and I don't know where this war's going to take us or what'll happen, but my dearest wish is that you come out the other side alive." "I'd like to see us all come out alive, Colonel." "Well, all of us won't." "But those that do will go back to something a lot different than what they left." "They'll go back to a new South." "Things'll be the same." "Oh, no, Sam." "You wait and see, Colonel." "Oh, no." "The signs are everywhere." "Well, I'll worry about the new South as soon as I get tired of the old." "How do you feel about the landing tomorrow?" "OK, Colonel." "(machine-gun ﬁre)" "(ﬁghter planes)" "(ﬁghter planes)" "See that log?" "Use that for cover to get on the other side." "Wait for me there." "Man, my mother told me there'd be days like this." "(gunﬁre continues)" "Put a loop in that, Kenny." "OK." "Let's go." "Where are we going?" "The only way to get in that cave is from the top." "Did you hear that?" "We're all gonna be heroes." "(gunﬁre continues)" "We oughta be right above 'em right now." "Help me with my pack." "Give me the loop." "Raker, you and Kenny lower me down." "What do you want me to do?" "Hand me the grenades as I go over the side." "Bernie, relay my signals." "Right." "(gunﬁre continues)" "Tell them to hold their fire." "Hold your fire!" "Cease firing!" "(machine-gun ﬁre continues)" "Slow, slow." "Come on." "Come on... come on." "A little more." "Slow." "(machine-gun ﬁre)" "A little more." "Ain't he there yet?" "Not yet." "Take it easy, now." "Easy... easy..." "A little more." "(machine-gun ﬁre)" "Hold it!" "Pull!" "Let's move out." "Out!" "OK, let's move!" "Welcome home, Stonewall." "Nice going, Sam." "Anybody got a cigarette?" "Yeah." "What's the matter, Sam?" "I don't know." "Scared, I guess." "Hey!" "Hey!" "Dig this." "Them's our replacements." "Replacements?" "Are you kiddin'?" "Happens to be the marching and chowder patrol," "Troop 10 of the Boys Scouts of, uh... the Boy Scouts..." "Hey, what is the name of that country?" "Amer..." "America." "Good boy." "Thank you." "Real pretty, wasn't they?" "Yeah." "You know, I used to look like that myself once." "No." "I think." "Sam." "Yes, Lieutenant?" "The colonel wants to see you." "Hey, Chief?" "They still sendin' us heroes home?" "Anytime now, Meleski." "You're getting pretty friendly with your croppers." "We work together pretty well." "Any reason why I shouldn't?" "It's your life, Sam." "Reckon it is." "Sam, it's good to see you." "I wish I could do it more often." "I know how busy you are, Colonel." "Hey, you look a little tired." "I guess we all do." "We'll be off this devilish island in another six hours." "Heard from Jenny lately?" "Yes, sir." "I got a dozen letters from her just the other day." "Good." "Next time you write to her, tell her I'm putting you in for the Silver Star for what you did at the cave." "Bernie, Raker and Kenny were with me, too." "Oh, they'll be taken care of." "Now..." "There's one thing more, Sam." "Sit down." "I heard in a kind of a roundabout way that... you get a little shaky in combat." "Is that true?" "A little." "Do you think we ought to do something about it?" "I'm all right when I have to be." "Don't be a hero, Sam." "I'm not." "I can still do my job all right." "Well, if you don't feel right, will you come to me, son?" "I will, sir." "Good." "Well, Ray and I have to take a run up the line, see how these replacements are settling down." "I'll see you on board ship, son." "All right, Colonel." "What's the word, Stonewall?" "When we shipping' out?" "In about six hours, Bernie." "Ah." "Not one moment too soon." "Oh, no." "No!" "That's for me, man." "Let's go." "Wait a minute, Bernie." "You can't do that." "Wanna bet?" "Sure." "I'm with you, Bernie." "Ahem!" "Soldier!" "Uh, that'll be Colonel Cozzens' beer, am I not right?" "That's right, Joe." "You're not right." "Ah-ah-ah." "Just a moment, soldier." "My name is Miller." "Captain Miller." "And I have been sent with two of my men for the colonel's beer ration." "So we'll just relieve you of it." "Lay down, yardbird." "Oh, soldier..." "You're addressing a commissioned officer." "Soldier, do you have any idea what the penalty is for insubordination in a combat zone?" "Do you?" "Well, young man, the penalty is death." "You ain't got no bars on." "Snipers, man." "Snipers." "Having trouble, Captain?" "Take his name, Sergeant." "What's your name, soldier?" "Sir, I'm sorry." "It's just..." "Very well." "Never mind, Sergeant." "Take the beer." "Yes, sir." "Ten-hut!" "Left face!" "Forward march!" "Hup, two, three!" "Hup, two, three, four!" "Hup, two, three, four!" "Double time." "March!" "Let's go, men!" "(cry of ivy)" "(shouts of excitement)" "Open the case, Bernie!" "(cheering)" "Get it open." "Agh!" "Ah!" "It's warm." "Man, I don't care if it's boiling'." "It's beer!" "Boy, if they ship us back to Australia, lam gonna drink that whole continent dry." "Well, I got a little old girl waitin' for me in Australia." "Man, she's gonna wish I'd never seen combat." "Sam..." "Listen." "(Man in distance) Gifford!" "Sounds like someone's callin' you." "I wonder what's up." "They found out who snitched the beer?" " No, they'd be lookin' for a Captain Miller." "I'd better go check." "Don't drink all the beer." "Never, never." "Kenny?" "We'd best have one more." "Corporal, were you callin' me?" "Are you Gifford?" "Yeah." "They want you over at the first-aid station." "The colonel got hit by a sniper." "Sam." "Sam." "Yeah?" "Look, about Colonel Cozzens..." "Well, Little Joe and me feel real bad about bringin' it up." "That's all right." "Forget it." "It's just that I know how it feels to lose a friend." "Again." "That's all." "The new colonel wants us to take another look at Destacado." "He plans to use it for regimental headquarters." "Did you tell him I was up there with the patrol last night?" "The place was deserted." "They could've come back." "Is that your idea or the new colonel's?" "Mine, but he agreed." "You never know which way the Japanese might jump." "You're getting a little jumpy yourself, aren't you, Ray?" "Never mind what I am, Sergeant." "I knew they'd come back." "That piece of wall was ready to fall." "Walls don't fall like that unless they're made to fall." "I think it's an ambush." "Relax." "I'm not taking any chances." "You and the others go in on foot and scout around." "I'll cover you." "You really mean that?" "I mean it." "Sam, that's an order!" "All right, all right." "Take it easy." "Let's go." "What's up, Sam?" "We're gonna take a little walk." "We walked in last time." "Why can't we ride in?" "You heard the lieutenant." "Did you ever do much bird-shootin' back home, Sam?" "Yeah, plenty." "Let's do plenty more after the war." "This reminds you of bird-shootin'?" "Sure." "Why?" "Well, it's kinda like fannin' out over a field, four abreast." "I got an old 10-gauge to home, used to belong to my grandpappy." "Wait till you try her." "Kick'll knock you clear into the next county." "When we get back home I'll take you up to my cousin's place." "Tom Knox." "Best hunting country you ever saw." "When I get out of the army I ain't never, never gonna fire a rifle again." "But I will come along with you guys and..." "(drawls) hold y'alls' crock o' corn liquor." "Hello!" "Anybody home?" "(snap)" "Told you we should've called before we came." "Gifford!" "(Waco) Hey, Gifford!" "Yeah?" "Get in here!" "Gifford, it just dawned on me that I oughta give a real live ex-noncom Silver Star winner a test to see if he's still on the ball." "I want you to take a patrol, go up to Norzagaray." "It's a lovely day for it, Gifford." "Nice and balmy, like they used to say in Honolulu." "Where is Norzagaray?" "It's a lovely little town." "It's just around the corner from here." "What do you want to know about it?" "What do I want to know?" "Let me see." "Oh." "I want to know how many beer bottles the Japanese tossed into the church." "Waco, you know they're using that place for their headquarters." "Yeah, I know it." "Gifford?" "Count the number of guys that threw the bottles, too." "And don't think you and the patrol can goof off behind a hill then come back and say you scouted the place, because I'm gonna have the outpost check on you every 15 minutes." "All right, Frances, get lost." "Hold it." "Let's take a break." "Terry." "Yeah?" "Watch the trail." "(groaning) Oh, boy." "(Japanese voices in distance)" "Shh." "(whispers) Do you hear what I hear?" "Take cover." "(speaking Japanese)" "We shoulda took care of 'em." "Knock it off, Terry." "Quiet." "Take cover." "I wonder how many more are comin' by." "If another squad comes by we'll fall in behind it." "Are you crazy or something?" "Not enough to stay here and get cut off." "Get back." "(whispering) Hold it." "That does it." "Which trail did they take?" "Question is, which one do we take?" "Let's split up." "Then some of us can get out." "I don't want to lose any men." "More of 'em coming, Sam." "(Japanese voices)" "We'll take the left fork." "If it's wrong, it'll make no difference soon anyway." "Let's move, on the double." "Come on, Willie." "Looks deserted to me." "What do you think, Willie?" "Never know what to think of them people." "Well, we'll just go down and see." "Nothin' here." "Let's count the beer bottles." "OK, let's move out." "That's as fanciful a tale as I ever did hear." "So you walked right along with 'em, huh, Frances?" "He's speakin' the truth, Waco." "Anybody talking' to you?" "Shut up!" "You know what I think?" "I think you never got to Norzagaray." "You been goofing' off behind the trees." "That's what they been doin' all right, Waco." "So you got there." "So what?" "That doesn't matter." "But you better worry about those mortar squads he saw." "You telling me my business?" "Yep." "Little Joe, I'm gettin' awful tired of that face of yours." "Take Frances and his patrol, go up to Parade George and relieve Tom Thumb." "That's the best news I've heard in a week." "Johnson, one of these days..." "Mortars!" "(bombing stops)" "Well, that was short and sweet." "OK, Sam." "OK." "Take it easy." "Old Willie'll take care of you." "I don't need any help." "Millard?" "Millard!" "Where's Millard?" "Waco, out there." "I think he was crying." "Yeah." "Wonder what made him want to cry." "Shut up, Terry." "We still going on the outpost, Little Joe?" "Beats me, Willie." "I'll just have to find out." "Waco." "Waco!" "Go ahead up to Parade George." "OK, gents, end of the line." "Uh-oh." "What, Little Joe?" "Forgot something." "Tom Thumb!" "Hey, Tom Thumb!" "What is it?" "Forgot the password!" "That you, Little Joe?" "Yeah." "Don't shoot, you hear?" "Come on up!" "Must be goin' off your rocker, Little Joe." "Never knew you to forget a password before." "Well, Tom Thumb, it's been a busy day. - Yeah, I heard the mortars." "Any casualties?" "Millard got killed." "They beat us to him." "Tough tidings." "Listen, we've had it pretty easy up here, but something's going on across the river." "I can't quite figure it out." "Better keep your eyes peeled after sundown." "Sure will." "Well, I hate to leave this exclusive mountain resort but..." "Back to Waco, boys!" "Let's go!" "Pick a home, gents." "They're all rent-free." "What did you do before the war, Sam?" "Cotton business." "Have your own gin?" "Mm-hm." "Three of 'em." "My own croppers, too." "Whereabouts was this?" "Gray's Landing." "Me, I'm from Walnut Creek." "Used to be a cropper myself." "I figured you were." "Funny, I had you figured for quality folks, but..." "I don't know." "You just don't act like you was." "Wanna know something?" "I liked you the minute I set eyes on you, before I even knowed your name." "You looked beat." "I like beat people." "Yeah, Willie, that's what I am: beat." "The army gave you a real bad time, huh?" "No." "No, I've been giving myself a real bad time, since long before the war." "Then I found three friends in the army." "I never had any real friends before." "Then they got killed." "After that I really was beat." "Nice thing about being beat is... nothing left for a man to do but to rear hisself up off of the earth." "(explosions in distance)" "(gunﬁre)" "It looks like Parade George Four is really getting it." "(rustling)" "(whispers) Willie, keep your eye on the trail." "OK, Joe." "(crackling)" "Grenades!" "Oh, no more." "Please, no more." "Hold it down, Sam." "Keep it quiet." "He can't help it, Joe." "Take it easy, Sam boy." "No more." "Easy, boy." "(Whimpering)" "You'll be all right pretty soon." "Well, I reckon that's all we can do for Sellers." "Yeah." "I'm gonna try and catch some sleep." "Hey, Willie." "Notice anything funny about this morning?" "What do you mean, Little Joe?" "Waco hasn't been on the radio." "Now, that's a fact, ain't it?" "Guess I'll check with him." "Parade George Charlie." "Parade George Charlie." "Morgan, are you sure there isn't an undamaged battery down there?" "I'll take another look." "Nope." "Grenade got 'em all." "Sam?" "Yeah?" "You and Terry go back to the company for batteries." "OK." "Sam?" "Don't worry, Willie." "I'll be all right." "Anyhow, I suppose Waco'll be hungry for the sight of me by now." "Hey, Terry, let's go." "See you." "Waco inside?" "Where's Waco?" "He's in there." "He's been relieved." "No kiddin'?" "Relieved?" "Yeah." "We sent a couple of wounded men down to regiment last week." "From them Colonel Miles found out what's been goin' on up here." "He's been on the radio all mornin'." "He's comin' up tomorrow." "That's the best news in a month of Sundays." "A year of Sundays, kid." "You must've had a rough time up there." "Yeah." "We lost a man." "Tough." "Well, maybe Colonel Miles will relieve you." "Maybe he'll relieve all of us." "What's this about bein' relieved?" "Ain't nobody gonna be relieved except me!" "On your feet." "What are you doing here, Gifford?" "The radio went dead, Waco." "We came to get batteries." "What do you want to listen to the radio for?" "All you'll hear is that you've been relieved." "But you ain't." "Back to the outpost!" "Easy, Waco." "Captain Grimes, and don't you forget it!" "I've been put in charge until they name the new CO." "Now don't you forget that!" "The batteries are in there." "Hold it!" "I ain't dismissed you yet." "I may have been relieved, but I'm still ranking officer around here." "A man can stand so much." "Then he ain't a man any more." "Well, I've stood about all I can." "You... you used to be a sergeant, didn't you, Gifford?" "Yeah, well, I was a sergeant, too." "A first sergeant." "20 years in the regular army." "It was a real army then, not like it is now." "Millard was in my outfit." "Ask him." "Swanson, too." "Ask him!" "You'd better start back..." "Don't give me no orders!" "They busted both of us, Gifford." "You to private, me to captain." "You guys think I'm yellow, don't you?" "Well, I'm not." "Here, look at this." "Look at it." "Look at it!" "They gave it to me for what I did at Schofield Barracks on Pearl Harbor Day." "No, I ain't yellow." "It's just that I don't want to get knocked off by a crummy sniper on a crummy island." "Now that I've been relieved, they'll send me back to Schofield." "When I get there the first thing I'm gonna do is send to Waco, Texas, for my wife." "You know, Honolulu's the only place to live." "I ought to know." "I lived there for 20 years." "All my time in the army." "All right, you can take over now." "OK, Waco." "Captain Grimes!" "This is a sloppy outfit." "Discipline!" "Discipline, that's what you need!" "Let me tell you something." "There's gonna be a lot of people relieved when I get back to regiment." "Gifford." "You're the one that took that patrol to..." "Norzagaray, aren't you?" "Yes, sir." "That was a fine job." "Yeah, it was a real fine job." "I'm gonna see they make you a sergeant again." "Don't worry, Swanson." "I'll have you and Millard with me in a few days." "I won't let 'em throw you to the wolves." "Ten-h ut!" "Where were you guys trained?" "Don't you know enough to salute an officer?" "Out." "I don't need a driver." "(engine fails)" "Can't you keep your vehicle in running order?" "There's a lot of useless people here." "I'm gonna get rid of 'em." "What I need is... sniper!" "Let's get the batteries." "Sam, wait a minute." "Leave it alone." "(rustling)" "Hey, YOU guys up there!" "(Whispers) Joe?" "Joe, who's that?" "Be quiet." "Hey, you guys up there!" "Hold your fire!" "We're reinforcements!" "Lillie Lollipop!" "Sorry, boys!" "Waco didn't give us the countersign!" "When'd you talk to Waco?" "Not more than an hour ago, Joe!" "All right." "Come on out where we can see you!" "OK, but don't fire any flares!" "There are enemy soldiers all over this hill!" "You'll just have to let us walk up in the dark!" "All right!" "Come on in!" "Wait for me to fire." "We had a hard time finding you guys." "How many men you got, Joe?" "Seven." "How about you?" "A full squad." "Nine men." "Glad to see you." "Argh!" "Argh!" "Willie?" "Yeah, Joe?" "I've been hit." "I'll help you, Joe." "Stay in your hole." "Take it easy." "Willie, get back to your hole." "That's an order." "First one I ever gave you." "Oh..." "Oh, Willie." "(whispers) Sam?" "Yeah?" "Joe's dead." "There's only the two of us left." "Think you're gonna make it, Sam?" "I don't know." "I don't know." "You a rich man, Sam?" "Yeah, I guess you'd say so." "How's it feel?" "Right now it doesn't make much difference." "I always wished I had money." "Maybe you will have." "Nah." "I'm nothin' but a sharecropper." "Croppers'll be better off after the war." "You think so?" "Mine will." "That's for sure." "You ever been to Walnut Creek?" "Yeah." "What'd you think of it?" "Not much." "It ain't much of a town." "I ain't goin' back after the war." "Where you goin'?" "Gray's Landing." "Hey, that's great." "Can I get a job workin' for you?" "Sure." "What kind?" "Truck driver?" "I'm a good truck driver." "All right." "You're hired." "How much you Pay?" "Oh, 150 a month." "Lot of money for a fella that's lived on 300 a year." "Any good-lookin' girls in Gray's Landing?" "Lots of 'em." "Reckon they'd go for me?" "Sure." "Even if I'm a country jake?" "They'd be foolish if they didn't." "I wouldn't want no high-class woman." "You can find the kind you want." "How'd you get along on 300 a year?" "Growed the vittles." "Ma canned 'em." "That's no way to live." "Lots of folks do it that way." "My croppers might have, but they never will again." "You used to be rough on your croppers?" "Yeah." "Why?" "I didn't know any better." "What made you change?" "People." "What they've done for me." "You're one of 'em, Willie." "I ain't done nothin' for you, Sam." "You've done more than you know, and I won't forget." "I won't forget anybody." "Think you're gonna make it now?" "Yeah." "Yeah, I..." "I think so, Willie." "I reckon you will, Sam." "(Sighs)" "Look out!" "Willie." "My leg." "Does it hurt you bad?" "No." "But it scares me." "Blood really scares me." "Not you, though." "Your hands ain't shakin'." "They will be." "Sam, look down at that river." "We haven't got a chance with that many." "My leg's ruined, ain't it?" "No, Willie." "It'll be stiff, but I've heard of stiff-legged truck drivers." "Sam, you gotta make a run for it." "These hills'll be crawlin' with 'em pretty soon." "Get out before we get cut off." "I'm staying with you." "We'll be relieved soon." "Don't argue." "Take the BAR and go." "I don't wanna see your wife a widow." "I can't run away like that." "You're my friend." "Well, you ain't mine if you don't go." "Go on." "Git." "That's better." "It's got a full magazine." "Here's a couple of extras." "See you in Gray's Landing." "You'll see me before that." "(shouts in Japanese)" "Gifford!" "What happened, boy?" "Let go!" "Willie's up there." "Hold it!" "Hold it." "Easy, Sam." "Let me help you." "Give me the gun." "Don't try!" "We wanna help you, buddy." "Come on, Sam." "Give me the gun." "Stay back." "I've got to see the colonel." "I gotta see the colonel!" "L... gotta see him." "What's goin' on here?" "Colonel!" "What is it?" "What's happened?" "There's a hill called Parade George." "Yes." "Willie Crawford's up there." "He's the only man alive, and he's badly wounded." "You gotta get him down." "It Thomas, take two half-tracks full of men and get up there." "Take a couple of medics." "I want that man off the hill fast." "So on the double." "Yes, sir!" "You, go get the doctor." "You men, give me a hand here." "Take him inside." "Wait a minute." "Listen, I'm not leavin' here without Willie." "Take it easy, soldier." "Relax, son." "Can he have a cigarette?" "Yes, sir." "I'm not leaving here without Willie." "One of the half-tracks was just on the radio." "They're bringing him in." "What's the doctor's report?" "Be a long time before he sees combat again." "Here's your Willie now." "Is he dead?" "Nope." "But he's through fighting', that's for sure." "Well, Colonel, where do we go from here?" "Home, I should say." "Do you hear that, Willie?" "Willie?" "Yep." "You ought to be stateside in a week." "I'll see that you're flown there." "Yeah, Willie, we got it made." "That's what we got, for sure." "I'll have Jenny fix us up a big banquet." "We'll have fried chicken and drinkin' whiskey." "And chawin' tobacco?" "And chawin' tobacco." "A whole warehouse full." "Yeah, Willie, we're gonna have a ball."