"(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." "Lieutenant." "Turn this man over to the driver from George Company." "Yes, sir." "(turns engine on)" "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." "Shoulda took Leavenworth." "Taste of tobacco juice?" "Yeah." "Always does." "What'd they get you for?" "Assaulting an officer under combat circumstances." "For a fact?" "Hurt him bad?" "Nearly killed him." "Shoulda shot him." "You'da 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 mallethead 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." "And Swanson?" "Go and tell that mallethead he's not gonna drive the jeep anymore." "He knows what I said about calling me sir." "I don't say anything 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." " Oh, it's a rough war, ain't it?" " Yes, sir." "Didn't you hear what I said about calling me sir?" " I'm sorry..." "Waco." " All right." "I don't want snipers takin' potshots at me every time one of you guys call me sir." "You hit an officer under combat conditions." "What was his rank, captain or what?" " Lieutenant." " Oh, lieutenant." " Shoulda 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." "(singsong) Francis?" " You know anything about radio procedure?" " Yes, Waco." "OK, you're my radio operator." "You'll work right 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 stinkin' schoolgirls." "He's got a picture we want to see." " A picture of what?" " My wife." "What?" "Oh, your wife." "You guys got nothing better on your minds than to think about another guy's wife?" "All right, Francis." "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 runnin' around with more guys than you can count." " Oh, Waco, don't start that again." " Shut up!" "Now, I don't like no bad blood around headquarters." "All right, Francis, get out of here." "Go find yourself a hole to live in." "(door slams)" "Hey, you know what you've done now, don't you?" "You've got him started, and it'll take us all night to get him calmed 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." "Figures." "Waco's a sick man." "Sometimes I wonder how long it's going to 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 think of more 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." "There was the finest man I've ever known." "When he got killed, I feltjust 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." "They ought to put up a statue to the man who invented kissing." " It was a woman." " Oh, 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." "Come to think of it, 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." "I haven't seen them for nearly three months." "You said next time you went you'd take me with you." "Oh, 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 with you along." "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." "I reckon 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 think I'll run up there 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." "(rooster crowing)" "(chickens clucking)" "Ma!" "Pa!" "Mr. Gifford's here." " Hi there." " Howdy." "Why, Mr. Gifford, I was sayin' just the other day you ought to be visitin' pretty soon." " Didn't I, Rake?" " That's what she was sayin', Mr. Gifford." " This is Mrs. Gifford." " How do you do." "Here, Annamay!" "Get outta there." "I was just talking to Carr." "He's havin' trouble getting his crop in." "I thought maybe your two oldest boys could give him a hand." "Well, Mr. Gifford, I've been keepin' 'em right busy." "But if Kenny needs help, I could lend him young Tom here." "Matter of fact, you all better go over there Sunday and work." " (Mrs. Raker) Sunday, Mr. Gifford?" " That's right." "(starts engine)" "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." "Raker, you can visit your relatives anytime during the year, 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, Mr. Gifford." "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, honey." " 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 so upset about sharecroppers." "Think they're happy being' treated that way?" " I never heard 'em complain." " Maybe you were never there when they did." "Listen, darlin', my family's had croppers for over a hundred 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 the way it always will be." "Meanwhile they're lazy." "They have to be keptjumpin'." "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' the business side of me." "I can explain the whole thing in five minutes." "Explain a hundred years in five minutes?" "The way you treat those people..." "I treat 'em the same way my father did, and my grandfather before him." "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." "(train horn blows)" "Oh, I meant to ask you, Sam, how's Jenny?" " She's been a little touchy the last few days." " What for?" "Oh, 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?" "Well, Mr. Gifford, we all worked till long after dark." "What'd you do during the daytime?" "Mrs. Raker, she felt poorly for a while, working in that sun." "That's Raker's problem, not mine." "And you better startjumpin', or I'll set up someone else on those acres you're cropping'." "Clean 'em out." "(train horn blowing)" "Come on." "Well, leastwise, Sam, your croppers keep on having kids." "Ours act like they were 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 made." "But we can talk about that over some 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." "Well, don't keep us in suspense." "What is it?" " The president has declared an emergency." " So?" "So our National Guard division has been called into federal service." " Called into federal service?" " That's right." "Well, just what does that mean to us, Colonel?" "Well, 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, if you don't mind." "I just can't get over it." "All I thought the National Guard ever meant was that Daddy held a review every Monday night and you all held a dance twice a year." "I know that's how it must've appeared, but after all, the business 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 don't know, honey, but I got a feelin' that we'll get around to it." "Well, I got to be running along." " Can you give me a lift, Colonel?" " Sure, I go right by your place." "Bye, Sam." "See you, Sam." "Sam..." "I'm sorry we fought." "We didn't fight, honey." "Not really." "Those things will 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 anymore." "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." " Evening." " Evening." " Hi, Sam." " Colonel." "Ah, Soames." " You wish you were back at the drugstore?" " Yes, sir." "So do I, having a nice cold Coke." " Good evening, Colonel." " Evening." "Hello." " Oh, Kenny." " Colonel." "Who'd you get to take over your place?" "A cousin of mine and his wife." "They come up from Louisiana." "That's good." "Hello, Raker." " Evening, Colonel." " What do you hear from the family?" " They're getting along just fine, sir." " Good." "Good." "Uh, Meleski?" "How does it feel to be a Chicago boy in a Southern regiment?" " Rough as a cob, sir." "These guys..." " Watch it, Meleski." "That's all right, Ray." "It's a perfectly good expression." "I use it myself." " Sam?" " Yes, sir." "Uh, would you step out on deck?" " It's a real sharp platoon, Ray." " Thank you, Colonel." "(chattering)" "(man) Oh, yeah." "Well, there's not much of a view." "Not much." "You've been awful quiet lately, Sam." "Somethin' bothering you?" "Oh, 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." " Oh, 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." "(shells whistling)" "(gunfire)" "(bullets whizzing)" "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." "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." " OK." " What do you want me to do?" "Hand me your grenades when I go over the side." " Bernie, relay my signals." " Right." " Tell them to hold their fire." " Hold your fire!" "Cease firing!" "Slow, slow." "Come on." "Come on, come on." "A little more." "Slow." " A little more." " Ain't he there yet?" "Take it easy, now." "Easy, easy." "A little more." "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 of..." "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?" "Uh, they still sendin' us heroes home?" "Anytime now, Meleski." "You're getting pretty friendly with those croppers of yours, aren't you?" "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." " Oh, 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." "And the next time you write to her, tell her I'm putting you in for the Silver Star for what you did at the cave." "Well, sir, Bernie, Raker and Kenny were with me too." "Oh, they'll be taken care of." "Now..." "There's one thing more, Sam." "Uh, 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." " Well, I'll see you on board ship, son." " All right, Colonel." "Well, 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 we can." "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." "Gentlemen." " Aw, 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." "Take his name!" "What's your name, soldier?" " Well, sir, I'm sorry." "It's just that..." " Oh, very well." "Never mind, Sergeant." " Take the beer." " Yes, sir." "Attention!" "Left face!" "Forward march!" "Hup, two, three." "Hup, two, three, four." "Hup, two, three, four." "Double time." "March!" "Let's go, men!" "(blows kiss)" "(yelps)" "(shouting excitedly)" "Open it up!" "(shouting)" "Get it open?" "Aah!" "Ohh!" " It's warm." " Man, I don't care if it's boiling'." "It's beer!" "Boy, if they ship us back to Australia, I am 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." "Wonder what's up." " Suppose they know who snitched the beer?" " No, they'd be lookin' for a Captain Miller." "I'd better go check." "Don't drink all the beer while I'm gone, huh?" " Oh, never, never." " Kenny?" "We'd best have one more." "One more, huh?" "Hey, 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 bringing it up." "That's all right." "Forget it." "It's just that I know how it feels to lose a friend."