""Uno, dos One, two, tres, cuatro"" ""Wooly bully!"" "All right, watch it now!" "Here it comes!" "Ah, here it comes!" "Here it comes!" "Wooly bully, boys." "Here we go!" ""Mattie told Hattie"" ""That's the thing to do"" ""Get yourself ready"" ""To pull the wool with you"" ""Wooly bully"" ""Wooly bully"" ""Wooly bully"" ""Wooly bully Wooly bully"" "Watch it, now." "Here it comes!" "Here it comes!" "Look out, baby!" "All right!" "Yeah, let's hear it!" "Hey, thank you very much!" "You guys have been great!" "Can't tell you how much we love you!" "Yeah!" "Come on, let's hear it for the ladies, huh?" "The sax player, Larry Carlin." "All right, thank you, gentlemen!" "We're gonna let you guys know we appreciate all the sacrifices you've been making over here, covering our butts back in the States, taking care of our country." "All right!" "Yeah!" "You guys are great!" "I mean that!" "All right, and before we get out of here, everybody on their feet!" "We're all gonna sing the national anthem of Vietnam!" "Yeah!" "One, two." "One, two, three..." ""We gotta get out Of this place"" ""If it's the last thing We ever do"" ""We gotta get out Of this place"" ""Girl, there's a better life For me and you"" ""We gotta Get out of this place"" ""If it's the last thing We ever do"" ""We gotta Get out of this place"" ""Girl, there's a better life For me and you"" "All right!" "All right!" "Thank you very much!" "God bless you, guys!" "Yeah, all right!" "Man, we had a good time singing with you boys!" "Now, y'all take care of yourselves!" "Stay in one piece!" "We love you!" "Yeah!" "See y'all in the States!" "Let's go!" "Let's go!" "Come on, boys, let's go!" "We got to get to An Khe before dark." "Let's not keep those first camp boys waiting!" "It'd be nice to have time to change our clothes." "Be my guest." "Let's go!" "Man, my whole body turning into one big fungus." "Behind my knees, my armpits, my crotch." "Stuff's still spreading too." "Gonna turn me all green." "Well, look at it like this, Marcus." "At least there's less prejudice against green people back in the world." "Man, I got 45 days and a wake-up." "I can't go home my skin flaking off me, smelling like I been dead for two weeks." "Ain't nobody gonna know you anyway." "Huh, those girls back home dying from what they're not getting from me, because I'm the trash-talker, the woman-stalker, the booty-shaker, and the baby-maker." "Well, now, well, now." "Just makes my heart leap with joy to hear a poet celebrating another morning in the bush." "Well, I'm glad somebody's happy." "Well, I'll tell you what, Taylor," "I'm cold, I'm wet, I'm hungry," "I'm tired, dirty, and I stink." "That's everything a good rifleman lives for, eh, Johnson?" "You forgot "ugly."" "No, I didn't." "You guys ready to move your tails down the trail?" "Yeah, this better be the end of it too." "We done been out here three days, and ain't seen nothing." "I think the NVA done called it off." "Well, now, that'd make me real happy too, Taylor." "Now, since you're so glib and everything this morning and it's so quiet out here," "I'm gonna let you take point." "Lord, have mercy." "What's going on, Taylor?" "It's the heat, sarge." "I'm telling you, it's the heat." "Hey, hey." "Don't make noise." "Now, what did you see, son?" "A chick." "A chick?" "Right." "Taylor, you been smoking that weed again?" "Now, don't be playing around, son." "It was a white chick with some shorts on and some leather boots." "I told you, sarge." "The heat done fried my brain." "Hey, Taylor." "You sure, man?" "You want her, you go get her." "Sarge, don't put me on point no more." "It was a white chick." "Well, I'll tell you what, LT." "That ain't no Ho Chi Mihn saddle print." "You tell me something, sergeant." "You're the one with all the experience." "No, sir, you're the platoon leader." "I thought they prepared you for this sort of thing at OCS." "Uh-uh." "All right, let's follow it." "I'll go get the guys." "All right, Johnson, you're on point." "Sarge, I didn't see what I thought I saw, did I?" "Taylor, what you see has always been a mystery to me." "April!" "Oh, John..." "I thought I'd lost you." "All right, what happened?" "I got turned around out there." "I didn't know where I was going, and I heard voices." "Men." "Coming here?" "VC?" "I don't know." "I ran away." "Let's go." "Okay, look, there's people close by." "We got to move." "Man, what kind of people?" "I don't know, but we've got to get ready." "What are we gonna do?" "If it's VC, we're gonna hide." "If it's the Americans, they'll probably get us out of here, but for God's sake, keep her quiet." "Shh..." "It's gonna be okay." "Could you guys keep her quiet?" "I don't know what we got here, but son, you better start talking." "Glad to see you, sarge." "John Vivian, USO group." "You can call me Long John." "Our chopper went down yesterday, and we need some help." "Yeah, yeah, sure." "Wh... where?" "Come on." "So, uh, Long John, were there any other survivors?" "No, the crew..." "Tex, Shorty, Sam, Max... they're all dead." "How we got out of there, I don't know, and I don't think Christy's gonna make it either." "She's in pretty bad shape." "Well, was the pilot able to radio your position?" "No, I think he got shot right away." "After that, that bird went down like a grand piano." "Did you see any other dinks?" "No, but I figured they were coming, so we headed the opposite direction where the bullets were coming from." "Smart boy." "Eagle Scout." "So we found the Army." "What are we doing?" "Well, the first thing we're gonna do is try and help your friend over there." "Then we'll get you back to civilization, or wherever you come from." "Let's go." "The rib's probably punctured her lungs." "Nothing I can do except take away the pain." "Listen, she's not gonna die!" "There's not much more I can do." "Can she be carried?" "No way." "I can't stand this... the band, the men on the helicopter..." "You save her!" "Shh..." "She's gone, lieutenant." "I'm sorry." "You have to save her." "Shh..." "Shh, it's okay." "She's dead, isn't she?" "Yeah." "I..." "I don't see why you just can't radio for a chopper and get us out." "Well, we've got a little problem there." "See, our batteries are too weak, and we lost our spares in the stream yesterday." "Oh, that's great." "That's terrific." "What the hell are we supposed to do, man?" "We're civilians!" "That's apparent." "The whole North Vietnamese Army could be waiting for us." "Would you relax, Larry?" "These guys are trained for situations like this." "No." "No, why don't you relax, man?" "Their radio doesn't even work!" "Yo, son..." "Now, you lighten up." "It'll go easier on everybody." "Let's move." "Listen, I'm sorry about this, but we got to leave the body behind." "As soon as we make some contact with some friendlies, we'll just send a Huey back for her." "Fair enough." "Hey, sarge." "I was wondering if you... got a weapon I could carry." "Afraid not." "We don't have time to check it out." "No problem." "I'm qualified on most of them." "M-16, 14, .30 caliber, .45." "Oh yeah?" "Really." "Lot of military men in the family." "You... you just escaped, huh?" "Wasn't exactly my choice." "Lot of medical problems." "Long story." "So can you tell me where it is we're headed, or is it classified?" "Ah, it's no big deal." "Just a snoop and poop last three days." "That's recon for battalion operation." "We turned up exactly nothing till we found y'all." "So it's over?" "No, it ain't over." "We got to meet up with an armed platoon up here around the bend, and then it's over." "So I guess we're home free, huh?" "I hope that don't disappoint you, boy." "Why are we moving so slow..." "Shh!" "Shh!" "You guys are weirding me out." "Can't we move any faster?" "Shut up." "Are they Vietcong?" "Nope." "Those are the ARVNs we're supposed to meet up with." "Oh, wow, man." "There it is." "There's no sign of anybody, sarge." "Whoever wasted these guys is probably long gone by now." "Yeah." "Or out there in the bush waiting to jump us." "Hey, man, you got to get us out of here." "Horn!" "You and Johnson take your shirts and give them to those girls." "They're walking targets." "LT, they got everything." "The only thing they left behind was this rifle someone was laying on." "You've got to think of something, man." "I'm starting to weird out." "Larry, will you cool it?" "The lieutenant's got things under control." "Now, give the guy a chance." "I'm sorry about that, lieutenant." "Some guys just ain't cut for this stuff." "What do you think, LT?" "Well, we don't have any choice." "We'll make a beeline straight for the battalion A-0." "If we can flag a passing chopper, well, great." "Meantime... go a straight line across here." "I think that's our best bet." "I don't know about that, lieutenant." "A straight line through there, that's gonna take you through some pretty rough country." "On the other hand, you take a reading about eight or nine degrees further south, like so, that might be a little bit longer, but we'll probably cover that a lot faster." "You can read this map?" "Like I said..." "Eagle Scout." "Boy's good officer material, LT." "And if you guys feel all right about it," "I'd like to carry that extra rifle you found." "No way." "Wait a second, LT." "Are you sure you're squared away on the M-16?" "I'll break it down with my eyes closed if you'd like." "Well, now, LT, it is another weapon." "I mean, we could use it." "Okay." "Now, you stick real close the sergeant, and don't go popping off with that thing, and keep it the hell away from your friend." "You got a deal." "Hey, sure don't see flowers like them back home, do you?" "Actually, they're quite common where I come from." "Yeah?" "Where's that?" "You don't want to know where I'm from." "Sure I do." "No, you don't." "You don't want to know where I'm from, and I don't want to know where you're from." "Hey, look, I'm just trying..." "Look, I don't mean to be rude, but I'd just appreciate it if we could keep our life stories to ourselves." "Okay?" "Watch your step." "Let me give you a hand, Colby." "Oh, I think I can make it on my own, thanks." "She's a cool one, Doc." "I don't think she likes your basic G.I. type." "Hey, look, we don't bite, okay?" "I know it." "Why don't you lighten up, lady, and take a hand?" "Why don't you lighten up, soldier?" "Thank you." "Our pleasure, ma'am." "Thank you." "All right, let's get the men ready to move." "Excuse me, lieutenant, s... sergeant..." "Yeah." "Uh, well, maybe you army guys are pretty used to it, but we're kind of bushed." "We could use a break to rest and dry off." "Well, your clothes'll dry faster on the march, son." "Yeah, well, that's great." "We're kind of hungry too." "All right, let's take five." "Spread the chow around." "Well, they have been through a lot." "Yes, sir." "I can't decide whether to eat this stuff or pull the pin and throw it." "Where's the sarge going?" "He and Taylor are going to do a little snooping up ahead." "Oh yeah?" "Maybe I'll go with him." "Hey, sit down." "Don't make him worry about anything more than they have to." "Just eat your c-rats, okay?" "You guys really eat this stuff every day?" "Hey, well, it's that or nothing." "Like being in a war wasn't bad enough." "How'd you guys end up playing rock 'n' roll for the USO?" "For me, strictly a job." "Sometimes you got to take what you can get." "Long John actually wanted to come here." "Turned down spots with a lot of good bands to take the gig." "Why?" "There's a war going on." "You've got to do what you can." "You're crazy, man." "That's funny." "That's what I said." "If you take the buffer pads out of that M-60, it'll fire a lot faster." "It fires fast enough." "Can I be of some assistance?" "Uh... these bugs are eating me alive." "Hey!" "Watch it!" "Keep your hands to yourself!" "What'd you do, Ru?" "Nothing, bro." "My hand slipped!" "I don't know why she's dressed like that if she don't want nobody touching her." "Hey, that's not fair!" "Oh, I'll tell you what ain't fair." "You coming over here, shaking your behind, then screaming for help the minute somebody looks at you!" "Here!" "Look, let it go." "Just let it go." "No." "He's got a point." "I mean, sometimes I think we're doing more harm than good." "Hey, guys, look all you want." "Go crazy, but whatever you do, don't touch?" "Maybe they should just cut all the pretense and ship a bargeload of whores over for you guys." "Colby..." "Colby, that's not how it is, and that's not all a guy thinks about." "You know, to most of us over here, it'd mean a lot just to talk to a woman from back home." "Yeah?" "How long have you been in country?" "A few months." "Well, I've been here 18." "I'm 25 years old." "You think I wouldn't like to talk to a woman from back home instead constantly being pawed over by 19-year-olds who haven't had a bath in three months?" "If you hate being around us, then why are you here?" "I don't hate it!" "Look, I'm just tired, okay?" "I just..." "I just think I'd like to be alone right now, if you don't mind." "Sure." "Hey!" "What the hell's going on?" "What are you doing?" "You think you're at the Fillmore or some damn thing?" "We figured the river's pretty loud here, sarge..." "There ain't no excuse for this, Horn." "There's no excuse for this!" "These people got a right to be stupid." "They're civilians." "But you don't, buddy." "Now, I want you people ready to move out, and that means all of you, now." "Horn..." "What the hell's going on over here?" "Kids, LT." "Why we're trying to fight this war with a bunch of kids," "I'll never understand." "LT, Taylor and I spotted a bunch of VC out there." "How many?" "I don't know, but they had supply for a regiment or two." "They're probably going to hook up with some NVA regulars." "Great." "Just great." "We've got to get back to battalion and warn them." "They're mounting an operation in the morning." "They'll walk into this thing blind." "Let's go." "Isn't this incredible?" "I was born for this stuff." "When we get back," "I'm going to give it another shot." "What, enlisting?" "John, they're never going to take you." "How many times do they have to hit you before you stay down?" "Why don't you quit raining on my parade?" "The medication's working fine." "I can soldier with the best of these guys." "How?" "You've tried every legal means to enlist, and they've turned you down every time." "Then I'll try illegal means." "Stay down!" "John!" "I need some ammo!" "Hey..." "Thanks." "Really." "Great reactions there." "I think I got him." "I got that VC." "Come on, sarge, why don't we go after them?" "No, no, no, we don't have time for that." "We've got civilian and wounded here." "We got to get going." "Come on, I ain't afraid." "Hey, in this country, you're either afraid or you're crazy... or you're dead." "Now, just take it easy." "Just take it real easy, now." "Yo, Taylor..." "Keep an eye on that boy." "What was that?" "I didn't hear anything." "You don't think it was them, do you?" "Look, I know you're scared, but... it'll be okay, all right?" "I'm scared." "I really am." "Hey, don't be scared." "Look, the zips never make noise, so if you heard something, it couldn't be them." "So you're all right, see?" "Please, God," "I don't want to die." "Please." "Come on, April..." "get a grip." "Hey, look, April, try not to worry, really." "It's gonna be all right, all right?" "Come on." "Come on." "Hold it up!" "Hold it up!" "All right, five minutes." "Take five." "Ugh..." "Hey, what's the big hurry?" "We got a train to catch or something?" "No, I think they know something we don't." "We're either running towards it or away from it." "Hopefully away." "I don't want to see anything like that again." "It gave me a rush, man." "You see me in that firefight?" "John, how can you feel so good?" "You killed somebody." "So how good do you think I'd feel if I hadn't?" "I have got to mellow out." "Hey, yo, you got a joint on you?" "Say what?" "You do carry, don't you?" "That's just what we need now, isn't it?" "Let me tell you something." "If I catch you with that stuff here," "I promise you," "I'll make you walk home by yourself, and I'm serious." "Slow reflexes get you killed out here." "You seem to worry a lot about getting killed, sarge." "You got something better for me to worry about?" "Let me tell you something." "This war stuff, this ain't a game, and it ain't a movie." "Now, this is real, and it's bad, and nobody who's ever seen it up close ever wants to see it again, and I don't know about you." "I mean, five of your friends have been killed out here, and it doesn't seem to bother you at all." "VC, sir." "About 20 of them." "About 100 meters." "Look like stragglers." "All right, get 'em down." "Get 'em quiet." "We let 'em pass." "Yes, sir." "Come on." "Man, that was thin ice." "Yeah." "All right." "Let's move." "Sergeant..." "Sir." "Let's take a 10-minute break." "These guys are tired." "Yes, sir." "All right, everybody." "Pit stop." "How far are we going today?" "Well, lieutenant wants to head for that ridge up there." "God, why so far?" "Well, we certainly can't get caught out here tonight, and also from up there, we might get a line-of-sight shot with the radio." "I don't understand." "Well, well, see, the batteries in the radio are so low that our signals won't make it over that hill, but if we get up high enough," "Battalion just may pick up those signals." "LT, I say let's get moving." "If this rain keeps up, we're gonna get stuck." "Ah, we should still make it in a couple hours." "Yeah, if soldier boy back there doesn't start World War III." "Hey, show some respect." "He just saved your platoon leader's life." "Besides that, he's an Eagle Scout." "Lieutenant." "Lieutenant!" "Yeah." "My horn!" "Your horn?" "My horn." "My saxophone!" "I left it back when we hid from those gooks!" "Well, I'm sorry about that, Carlin, but there's nothing I can do." "You're sorry?" "Oh, no way!" "I'm flipping out." "I am flipping out!" "We got to go back for it." "No, Carlin, we're not gonna go back and get it." "Now, we almost got killed back there." "I'm not gonna go back for a saxophone." "You don't understand." "You want to see me cry?" "Okay, look, I'm crying here." "I am crying." "These are real tears." "Lieutenant!" "Look... it's not just a saxophone, it's an heirloom." "My father bought that horn from Charlie Parker." "Now, we're going back to get it right now!" "Do you hear me?" "Right now!" "No, you hear me!" "Now, first of all, I don't know who Charlie Parker is, and second of all, I have had it up to here with your kvetching and whining." "I know you guys are rock 'n' roll singers, and that you're not trained soldiers, but you can at least try and act like an adult." "Now, my job is to get us back alive, and I am going to do that, even if I got to leave 50 saxophones behind." "Now, we're gonna make it to that ridge over there by sundown, and we're gonna leave in five minutes." "Got it?" "Great." "Some damn officer." "We walk around all day headed nowhere, and now when it matters, he's suddenly got to be someplace." "Well, he's just like an old woman." "All he cares about is getting home in time for chow." "That is not true." "These guys are trying to get us home alive." "April, honey, why don't you just stay out of this, because this has nothing to do with you?" "John, I really don't think that we got engaged so that we could stay out of each other's lives." "Ever since you killed that guy, it's like I don't know you anymore." "Yeah, well, maybe you never did." "Chicks." "Look, Larry, don't worry." "You're in good hands, my man, so don't sweat it." "Don't worry about a thing." "We're gonna get your sax back." "How?" "Don't worry about it." "Long John's got a plan." "Don't sweat." "Uh, hi." "Look, I was wondering if you had a..." "Percell, saddle up." "...second." "S..." "Sorry." "Oh..." "Yeah." "They're gone, LT." "We've checked everywhere." "What's up?" "Those idiots Long John and Carlin just took off." "They went after that saxophone." "What, by themselves?" "Yeah." "Long John thinks he's indestructible." "Great, a couple of amateur Buffalo Bills gonna get their heads handed to them." "Right." "I'll round 'em up." "I don't know." "Well, that's the only way." "We got no choice." "All right, take Percell with you." "But listen, LT, you've got the civilians to worry about." "You're gonna need all the firepower you can get." "Yeah, well, what if you don't make it back before dark?" "Won't be the first time I've slept alone." "I'll make it." "You do that, sergeant." "You do that." "Is this great or what?" "What if we can't find it, Long John?" "Maybe we ought to just forget about it." "Are you kidding?" "I wouldn't give this up for anything." "Don't worry." "We'll find your horn." "Are you sure?" "Look, I was born for this stuff, man." "In World War II, my old man went halfway across Burma without a compass." "If he could find Rangoon, we'll find your saxophone." "It's genetic." "Hey.. what happens if we run into VC?" "Then it's them against us." "What's the matter?" "You want to live forever?" "Come on, don't say that, man!" "I'm scared, Long John." "My heart's beating like it's gonna throw a rod." "That ain't scared, man." "That's alive." "It feels like scared to me." "Man, what was that?" "That was probably an animal." "What would an animal be doing out here?" "This is the jungle, fool." "That's where they live." "Okay, that's it, Long John." "Let's go back to the group." "Forget about the sax, okay?" "Come on!" "Don't chicken out on me now." "Come on, we're almost there." "There it is." "Okay, let's get the hell out of here." "Get down!" "Get out of here!" "Let's go!" "Let's go!" "Let's go!" "Let's go!" "Come on, get out of here!" "Oh, thanks, sarge." "Thanks for getting me out..." "Shut up!" "I'm sorry." "I don't want to hear it." "I don't want to hear it." "You want to apologize, you go back and apologize to Carlin." "He's dead because you're trying to be a hero." "No, I wasn't trying to be..." "He's dead and you're alive, son." "Now, I hope you know someplace where that's a fair deal." "Let's get out of here." "All right." "We'll set up a perimeter here." "Have Taylor cover the approach." "You got it." "Hey, come on, hold it." "I need a break." "You know, an epileptic can have just about any career he wants to these days, except the military." "Last seizure I had was five weeks into basic training." "My people couldn't believe it." "You could hear the old family tradition screeching to a halt." "Actually, the folks were pretty good about it, though, considering they always taught me that a man who can't fight for his country ain't much of a man." "My lieutenant's from a family like that." "You want to know what I think?" "I think if folks are so anxious to get their kids killed, they ought to just shoot 'em at home." "I ain't got nothing against military traditions, son, but that fanatical crap like that, that gets a lot of other people's kids killed too." "Now, let's go." "We got some soldiers waiting on us." "Uh, Daniel?" "That is your name, right, Daniel?" "Yeah." "Yeah, Dan, Danny." "Sure." "Well, listen, Danny, um..." "I just..." "I wanted to tell you something before, and we got interrupted." "Was something wrong?" "Oh, no." "No." "Well, actually, I just..." "I wanted to apologize to you for being so rude." "Oh, there's no need to apologize." "No, there is." "I was awful, and I just wanted you to know that..." "Well, it wasn't anything you did, and it certainly wasn't anything you deserved." "Well, I tell you, I did sort of wonder a little." "I mean, all I wanted to do was talk." "I didn't come on too strong or anything, did I?" "Oh, no, no." "I mean, you've been great." "You've been really nice." "It's me." "I just..." "I guess I'm just mixed up." "Why is that?" "Because I like you, and I can't." "I don't understand." "I've been engaged to marry twice since I came to Vietnam, and both of them were soldiers, and both of them were killed in action." "So I just..." "I can't get close anymore." "I mean, I do the shows, and I... and I put on a happy face for the guys, but..." "I just can't get close." "It's too painful." "Look out!" "Hey, lieutenant!" "Yeah?" "I got something." "There's a lot of static, but they repeated our coordinates back to me, and they're gonna send a chopper in a few minutes." "Great." "Sir..." "He jumped on a grenade." "No." "LT, he got his buddy Carlin killed, and then jumped on a grenade to save me." "I don't know." "I'll tell you the truth." "There was times I couldn't stand the boy." "I mean, hell, you talk about a war-mongering fool." "Half the time, I could've shot him myself." "I don't know." "Tell me something." "What's the difference between being brave and being stupid?" "I don't know." "Maybe it's just timing." "Danny..." "Hey, you all set?" "Oh, I think so." "You know, this may sound weird, but..." "I feel sad about leaving you guys." "Hey, seems to me you got enough to feel sad about already." "Listen..." "Listen..." "Go ahead." "No." "No, you." "Well, I just want to say that I hope..." "Look, it's okay." "Don't." "Listen carefully." "I want you to take very good care of yourself, Danny Percell." "I want you to come out of this war well and strong... and live." "Live." "Scott, thank you for all of your help." "Hey, it's nothing compared to what you've been through." "I don't know what's going to happen to me." "Oh, you're a tough kid." "You'll be all right." "Your ride's waiting." "You should be safe from here on out." "Lieutenant, sergeant," "I've said goodbye to all of your men, but I wanted to especially thank you both for everything." "It's been terrible, but I want you to know that I'll never forget you... all of you." ""We gotta Get out of this place"" ""If it's the last thing We ever do"" ""We gotta Get out of this place"" ""Girl, there's a better life For me and you"" ""We gotta Get out of this place"" ""If it's the last thing We ever do"" ""We gotta Get out of this place"" ""Girl, there's a better life For me and you""