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Gibbs.
Hey, morning,
Henry.

That sushi place
you sent me to?

What, you didn't like it?

Liked it fine.

Only you didn't tell me

I had to speak
Japanese to order.

You don't order.

You eat what you're served
with a smile.

It's like being married.

( metal detector alarm )

I hope that doesn't
mean I can't come in.

Now just hold your horses.

I wasn't going
to hurt anybody with it.

It's evidence.

Yeah. It's okay.

Come on in.

( metal detector beeps )

( wand beeps )

You wearing jewelry?

Oh, I forgot.

Senior moment.

Henry,

we're in the presence of
a Medal of Honor recipient.

Special Agent
Jethro Gibbs, NCIS.

Mister...

Yost.
Corporal Ernie Yost.

Special Agent, huh?

Just the man I'm looking for.

Be an honor
to help you, sir.

Say that after
you know why I'm here.

That have something to
do with this evidence
you're delivering?

I murdered a marine
with that .45.

Captioning sponsored by
PARAMOUNT TELEVISION

and CBS

The Washington Ballet
is totally sold out.

You're kidding.

People were backed up trying
to hack into the box office.

God, I can't believe that.

Since when are you
interested in the ballet?

Since about an hour ago.

Let me guess--

the cashier at the bakery
was wearing leg warmers.

How do you know that?

Must be the profiler in me.

Oh, hey, there's another
ballet in town, DiNozzo.

I can get you
two front row easy.

Really? What ballet?

The National.

The National Ballet?

Bravo, McGee.

Oh. Only...

Only what?

The nation...

Is not ours.

Surinam.

Surinam?

The National Ballet
of Surinam.

How good can that be?

Depends on how much
you like her buns, Tony.

GIBBS:
DiNozzo.

Make Mr. Yost here comfortable.

Mm-hmm.

You want me to be comfortable,

slap a pair of handcuffs on me.

How about something else?

Any good at foot massages?

Kate.

McGee.

Let me get that for you.

I found him downstairs.

He claims to have murdered
a marine with this .45.

You believe him?

He's a little foggy
on the where and when,

but pretty adamant he did it.

Gibbs, we're not going
to investigate this?

No...

Good.

We're just going to humor him.

McGee.

Says he's been
reporting this to 911,

can't get anybody
to believe him.

Gee, what a surprise.

Trace the call.
I want to hear one of them.

On it.
Kate.

He's a former marine.

Probably WWII.

Corporal Ernest Yost.

Dig up his SRB.

Got a social
security number?

They didn't use them
for serial numbers
when he served.

So how am I supposed
to get his SRB without
a serial number?

Well, Kate,
you could ask him.

Gibbs, I doubt that he could
remember his shoe size.

Corporal Yost.
Yo.

Serial number.

330090, sir.

Or you could just
look him up under

Medal of Honor recipients.

He won the Medal of Honor?

You don't win
the Medal of Honor, Kate,

you're awarded it

for conspicuous gallantry

above and beyond
the call of duty.

You, uh, got any use
for a Metro ticket?

Got ten rides left.

Don't want to waste 'em.

Ah... no, thanks.

Come on, too much waste
in this world.

Everything's disposable now.

Disposable cameras,
disposable razors.

I won't be needing it.

I drive.

Oh.

They took my license away.

How come?

Got old.

It's a fatal mistake.

But I can fly anywhere.

For free.

But I, uh...

I don't have anybody
to visit anymore.

I'm sorry.

What a waste.

How'd you score
a sweet deal like that?

What do we have here, Gibbs?

Murder weapon.

Cold case?

Icicles.

Hmm. It's rust...
from potassium chlorate

in the powder mix.
Hasn't been fired recently.

They didn't even use
this kind of ammo

when you were in
the marines, Gibbs.

Check out the muzzle end
of the slide.

See that coloring
mismatch?

That's from hardening after
the finish was applied.

This weapon is circa
early 1940s.

A year or two before
I joined the Corps.

Dirt?

Looks like black sand.

Trace its origin.

Don't I always?

Hey, Gibbs, you gonna tell me
what this is about?

A marine who doesn't clean
his weapon after firing it.

Wow.

Things must be
really slow upstairs.

YOST:
I never said I shot him.

I beat him to death with it,
over the head.

Who?

My buddy.
Corporal Wade Kean.

Why?

Why?

Why would you kill
your buddy?

I don't think
he believes me, kid.

Me either.

And what do you know?

You weren't even a gleam
in your old man's eye.

Mr. Yost.

Yeah, yeah.

Yeah, I know.
I know.

Why?

Is that all he's
gonna ask me?

Pretty much,
till he gets an answer.

All right.

You want an answer?

I'll give you an answer.

I don't know why.

You don't know why?

No.

Okay.

Then I don't believe
you killed him, Mr. Yost.

Why won't anybody
believe I killed him?

I smashed him
over the head.

I beat his brains in.

Blood was coming out of his...

Calm down, Mr. Yost.

Relax.
Where's my .45?

Where's my .45?
I had it when I came in.

I have your .45.
You gave it to me.

Good. Good.

You see, that's evidence.

That'll prove that I...

that I...

Tony, get him a drink of water.

All right.
Come with me, Mr. Yost.

Water cooler's

right over here.

It's not a water cooler,

it's called a scuttlebutt.

How long you been
in the Corps, kid?

Since I met Gibbs.

This way.

Boss...

Winchester, Virginia P.D.

got seven 911 calls from Yost
during the past 11 days.

Let me hear the last one.

OPERATOR:
911.

YOST:
Hi. Do you have a pencil
and paper ready?

Sir, I have a computer.

What is the emergency
you wish to report?

There's a dead man.

Actually, it's not
an emergency for him, anymore.

He's dead.

The emergency is for me.

See, it's getting late
in the day, very late.

Mr. Yost, is this
you, again?

I've heard enough.

Police investigated
a couple of times.

Found him to be inebriated

and that he started
making the calls

when his wife passed away.

His citation of
conspicuous gallantry

above and beyond
the call of duty.

"Corporal Ernest Yost,
U.S. Marine Corps,

"First Battalion,
28th Marines,

"Fifth Marine Division
at Iwo Jima,

"Volcano Islands, 4 March 1945.

"The terrain studded with caves
and ravines,

"Corporal Yost was standing
point forward of our lines

"when he spotted Japanese troops
attempting to infiltrate

"under the cover of darkness.

"He immediately waged a fierce
battle during which

"a grenade gravely wounded

"his right hand
and fractured his thigh.

"Near exhaustion
from profuse bleeding,

"he continued to defend
his forward position,

"engaging in hand-to-hand combat
when he was out of ammunition.

"At dawn Corporal Yost
was found amid the bodies

"of 26 Japanese soldiers
he had killed

in his self-sacrificing defense
of his forward position."

What?

We just heard about
your wife, Mr. Yost.

You have our sympathies, sir.

Thank you.

Buried her two weeks ago.

Ball's Bluff
National Cemetery.

We were married 58 years.

Dorothy...

she was a peach.

She was... a peach.

Now can we get on with this?

( telephone rings )
You're not in custody, Mr. Yost.

Now don't say that,
Agent Gibbs.

I didn't get anything
for dinner tonight.
Gibbs.

I'd love to buy you dinner,
Mr. Yost.

You would?

Me, too.

She asked first.

GIBBS:
We don't know yet.

Video conference. Five minutes.

DiNozzo, entertain Mr. Yost
a little while longer.

That mean
you're gonna hold me?

No.

FAITH COLEMAN:
Oh, yes, you will.

You see this seal,
Special Agent Gibbs?

You recognize the signature?
Yeah.

Your eyesight isn't
as bad as they say.

How did SECNAV
get involved in this?

Apparently, letters from Medal
of Honor recipients get read.

Yost wrote him?

More than wrote,

he confessed to murdering
a Corporal Wade Kean, U.S.M.C.

Did he say where?
No.

When?
No.

Why?

No. And that's why you're going

to open a case,
to get those answers.

Commander, this man
stood tall in hell.

His wife just died.

( sighs )

He does get loaded sometimes.

Even when he's not loaded,
he's loaded.

Decisions over competency
to stand trial

are not yours to make.

They are for experts in
neuro-psychiatry and a court.

Now let me ask you one question,
Special Agent Gibbs.

Just one?

What's the statute
of limitations on murder?

( tape recorder clicks )

Statement of Mr. Ernie Yost,

Medal of Honor recipient,

to NCIS Special Agent
L. Jethro Gibbs.

"Jethro."

I used to know a ballplayer
named Jethro.

Negro League.

Do you understand your rights?

Oh, sure, sure.

That Italian kid read 'em to me.
Di... Di...

DiNozzo.

Tony.

YOST:
I think he'd make
a heck of a ballplayer.

TONY:
Promised me a tryout.

Said he used to be
a scout for the Senators.

How sad.

You're obviously too old
to be a professional ballplayer.

Like I told you,

I killed my best friend-- Wade.

Why?

Now, that again?

If you want me to charge you.

You know, Wade could do a kip.

A kip-up.

He'd lay flat on his back
on the barracks deck,

and in one move,
he'd jerk his body--

land on his feet.

Ever see anybody do anything
like that, huh?

Boy, you wouldn't
forget.

Man.

I-I got this...

Metro card here.

I got ten rides left.
You want it?

No, thanks.

Yeah. Seems silly.

Wade.

All I remember...

is, is killing him.

All right, Mr. Yost.

I'll have Tony
give you a ride home.

Wait a minute.
Wait a minute.

I'm trying to remember,
you know?

I know you need
to know why.

That would be nice.

All right.

You know, I think...

I think...

it was him or me.

Yeah.

Yeah, that's it.

Him or me.

I picked up his pistol...

I smashed his brains in.

Smashed his brains in!
Smashed his brains in!

We were all covered
with blood!

You don't have to remember it
anymore, Mr. Yost.

Take a deep breath.
Take deeps breaths.

Breathe, breathe.

Breathe.

Smells like rotten eggs in here.

Tony, let's get
Mr. Yost some air.

Well?

I'm a Medical Examiner,
I'm not a psychiatrist.

I won't sue you, Duck.

Well, he reminds me
of my great uncle
William in Bristol.

We'd visit
every Christmas.

He was always apologizing
for sitting naked

at the dinner table.

He wasn't naked, was he?

No. Aunt Gertrude was.

I'm, I'm, sorry, Gibbs.

My point is my uncle
was a little dotty...

as is your
Mr. Yost.

Ducky,

what do you think
he smelled in there?

I hesitate to ask.

Nothing.

It was in his mind.

He was back on Iwo.

The sulfur island.

Sulfur smells
like rotten eggs.

Good news...
I think.

It's not good
if you have to
think about it.

Corporal Wade Kean
was killed in action

on Iwo Jima
March 3rd, 1945

according to the Marine Corps
casualty list.

It's the day before
Yost was cited for gallantry.

That means
he didn't kill him, right?

If no one witnessed
the murder,

Yost alleges committing,
they'd assume

that Corporal Kean
was killed

by the Japanese.

I'm sorry, Kate.

It doesn't really prove anything
except a brave Marine died.

Ducky, say Yost's best friend
was killed in action.

What's he feel?

Pain. Anger. Relief.

Survivor's guilt.

He's glad it's not him.

He hate's himself
for that feeling.

Exactly.

The next night,
Yost's in hand-to-hand combat.

So he confused

killing a
Japanese soldier

with killing
his friend!

This all started
when his wife died.

Survivor's guilt
again, Duck?

Wait, wait, wait.

You're onto something there.

But how do you prove it to him?

Kate, prepare an affidavit
to exhume the body

of Marine Corporal Wade Kean.

In Iwo Jima?

He's not in Iwo Jima.

We gave the island back
to Japan in '68.

Every Marine buried there
was brought home.

You find him and dig him up.

( snoring )

Oh-hoh! The Sands of Iwo Jima!

( a la John Wayne ):
Guys make mistakes, I guess.

But every one we make,

the whole stack of chips
goes with it.

Who said that?

That's John Wayne!
Sergeant Striker?

Come on.

He's in the flick

you're downloading.

John Wayne is in
To The Shores
of Iwo Jima?'

It's "Sands," McGee,
not "Shores."

No, it's "Shores."

You're going
to challenge me

on the name of one of
the Duke's finest films?

Tony, this is not
a Hollywood film.

It's a Marine documentary.

To the Shores of Iwo Jima.

Wow, it's
the same footage.

The Corps probably
let them use it.

( snoring )

GIBBS:
How's he doing?

Listen to him.

That To The Shores of Iwo Jima?

Yeah. I thought
it might help.

Good thought.

When he wakes up,

take him home.

Will do.
Stay with him.

I don't want him
to be alone.

Oh, boss, I got tickets
to the National Ballet tonight.

The National Ballet?

Yeah. An-And the tickets
are really hard to get.

Tell him, McGee.

Um... well...

What nation?

It starts with an "S."

Bed him down, DiNozzo.

Stay with him.

( groaning )

GIBBS:
Can't be a coincidence.

Yost's wife buried

in the same cemetery
as Corporal Kean.

Ah, Mr. Yost must
have requested

the plot for he
and his wife

decades ago to
be buried here.

I mean, this section
of the cemetery

has been filled
since the '70s.

Left, right, left.

Left, right, left.

Left, right, left.

Left, right, left.

Left, right, left.

Left, right, left.

Left, right, left.

Left, right, left.

Left, right, left.

Detail, halt.

Left face.

Marine burial detail present as
requested, Special Agent Gibbs.

Thank you, Colonel.

Now we're ready.

DUCKY:
Skeletal remains as expected.

They were buried only
in a canvas bag or a poncho,

and the 20 years in sulfuric
soil takes it's toll.

What's that in his teeth?

Dog tag.

When you were killed in action,

one of your dog tags was
inserted between your teeth,

your lower jaw was slammed shut,
locking it in place

so the body could
always be identified.

My God.

Traumatized bilateral
amputation of the legs.

Artillery shell?

Land mine.

Check the top
of the skull, Ducky.

Here.

Don't tell me.

I'm afraid there is
a blunt-force fracture.

You got to do it.

Pattern mark's a rough fit.

He said he was
bringing us evidence.

Yost confessed in a
letter to the SECNAV.

He surrendered
the murder weapon.

Your own Medical
Examiner matched it

to the tool mark on the
victim's skull fracture.

What more do you want?

A motive.

I don't need a motive
to prosecute.

I do.

McGee!

I picked up his pistol...

And I hit him with it.

I smashed... killed Wade.

Smashed...
smashed his brains in!

We were all covered with blood.

You don't have to
remember any more.

Deep breaths.
Breathe, breathe.

GIBBS:
Look at him, Commander.

Agony over something
he didn't do.

How do you know?

You ever been in combat?

No.

The only one you depend on
is the buddy next to you.

He's closer to you
than your brother.

Why would you
smash his head in?

God only knows.

Well, then, he had
better tell me

'cause I don't understand
and neither does Yost.

I'm tired of arguing with you,
Gibbs.

Deliver Yost
to the Quantico brig.

I can't do that.

Damn it, Gibbs, do you think

I want to incarcerate
an 82-year-old man?

I'm following the
SECNAV's direct orders.

He said investigate. You did.

And found enough evidence

to hold him over
for court-martial.

Now, take him into custody.

I said "can't" not wouldn't.

Please don't insult me
by telling me he escaped.

The older they are,
the sneakier they are.

KATE:
Yost complained
of a weak bladder.

He had to use the restroom
every ten minutes.

We gave up escorting him
and one time

he just didn't come back.

McGEE:
We found a window open.

He must have shimmied
down a drain pipe.

Oh, I'd like to have seen that.

We think the weak
bladder was a trick

to get us to let
down our guard.

KATE:
We're sick about
it, Commander.

Yes, I can see that.

You all look
absolutely devastated.

McGEE:
I put out an APB.

Airports, train stations,
taxi cabs.

Walker rentals.

All right, Gibbs, I'll give you
24 hours; that's it.

I want Yost at the Quantico brig
at 0800 tomorrow.

We'll be there.

I don't give a damn
if you're there.

Just make sure Yost is.

Gibbs...

maybe she's right.

Commander Coleman admits

that JAG doesn't want
to incarcerate him,

so what's the worst
that can happen?

Dishonorable Discharge...

and loss of his Medal of Honor.

I hadn't thought of that.

Yeah, neither has Yost.

And there's worse.

A hero...

could go to his grave carrying
a guilt he doesn't deserve.

I won't let that happen.

So what do we do?

Find every living Marine who
served with Yost on Iwo Jima.

If there is one.

Right.

McGee.

Boss?

I want you and Abby

to reconstruct the battle.

That Marine documentary

you downloaded's a start.

I want to follow
Corporals Yost and Kean

minute-by-minute.

From D-Day until Kean was killed
and Yost was evacuated.

You got it, boss.

I want it so real
I can smell the sulphur.

Yeah.

( marching band music playing )

Hey...

That was fun
last night.

You got some arm on you, kid.

TONY:
I was lucky.

What?

I said...

( shuts off music )

I said I was lucky.

What's that?

That's Wild Turkey, milk back.

Want one?

I don't think my stomach

could handle it after
the chili dogs last night.

I've been drinking one of these
every morning

for almost 50 years.

Semper fi.

Got any coffee?

Percolator in there.

You know, speaking of luck.

Let me tell you

we almost didn't get to Iwo?

No?

We were in a 40-knot gale,
you know, and, uh,

the ship was like
a roller coaster.

Up one wave,

down the next, you know.

And me and Wade
are leaning railing

puking like we had
spent the week

in liberty at the slop shoot.

And guess what happens.

You fell in.

No.

A torpedo shoots out
of the water,

zips over our heads
that close.

Rides right into the sea.

Right over the ship.

I guess our number wasn't up.

TONY:
So, what's it feel like?

Smooth.

Being a hero.

I'm no hero.

Medal says you are.

The real heroes
never came back.

They deserve that. Not me.

Not me.

I was scared to death.

I don't even remember doing
what they said I did.

You don't remember
killing all those
Japanese soldiers?

No, it was like
someone else did it.

And maybe somebody else did.
I don't know.

Maybe it was someone
else who killed Wade.

Hey, you want to look
at some pictures?

Sure.

First drawer there.

That's it.

Yowzer.

Now, here you go,
here you go.

There's me.

There's Ferris Bellows,
Chip Stearns.

And that's Wade next to me.

Took this on the Canal.

Guadalcanal?

Yeah. Two days before
I got hit in the chest.

You got wounded at Guadalcanal
and then they sent you to Iwo?

Not only me, but a lot
of Marines, you know.

Chip got hit on the Canal.

Caught one in the butt.

( laughing )

We never let him
forget it.

Ah...

Nambu cut him down on Iwo.

Uh, here, here.

This is my Dorothy.

TONY:
Oh, man,

she's hot.

Sorry, Ernie.

It's okay, kid.
She was hot.

She was the cutest
Navy nurse in Hawaii.

Is that how
you two met?

Yep. Now, I don't even remember
the hospital ship.

But when I finally
opened my eyes on Oahu

she was the first thing I saw.

Love at first sight.

So, you two get married before
you shipped out to Iwo Jima?

No, no.

We had to wait
until after the war--

her being an officer
and me enlisted.

I would lay in my rack at night
and ache for her.

I bet your buddies
were jealous.

Who told you that?

Nobody.

She's gorgeous.
I'm just saying,

who wouldn't be jealous?

I have to take a whiz.

ABBY:
Iwo Jima: five miles long,

half that in width.

27,000 Japanese dug in

so deep that ten weeks

of bombardment
couldn't touch them.

One out of every three Marines
at Iwo Jima was a casualty.

The Japanese had 800 pill boxes
and three miles of tunnels

on this tiny little island.

McGEE:
The Marines hoped to take

Mount Suribachi
on the first day.

ABBY:
It took five before
the famous flag raising.

And then the battle
went on for about

a month after that.

It was actually the second flag
to be raised.

The first was too small
to be seen

by all the Marines
on the island.

Hey, I an only interested
in two Marines--

Corporals Yost and Kean.

Gibbs, we're trying to give you
background here.

I got that, Abby,
at Parris Island.

Okay. D-Day. 0900.

Blue Beach one.

Corporals Yost and Kean

land with the 25th Regiment
of the Fourth Division.

They're about to take
the airfields

with the Third Division

while the Fifth Division
takes Suribachi

and advances up the west coast.

First airfield falls on D-Day
and they sweep up the east shore

toward the sulphur quarry
and Airfield 2.

Estimates were
five days, ten max.

McGEE:
Over two weeks later

they're still trying to take

that second airfield.

Corporal Kean's body
was found here: Turkey Knob.

The next night, Yost was cited
for the Medal of Honor

here; about 500 yards away.

What's this here?

It's the gap

between the Fourth
and Third Division lines.

The night
that Corporal Kean died

the Japanese had amassed

several hundred troops
for a banzai charge.

McGEE:
They were getting desperate.
See, up until then

they'd only fought
from inside the bunkers.

Kean was killed here
below this cave mouth.

Within spitting distance.

He'd stepped on a land mine.

He'd blown off

both his legs.

He was in severe pain.

This ditch runs north where
the Japanese were massing.

They had to pass within yards
of Kean and Yost.

You think... Yost hit him in
the head to keep him quiet?

Well,
that's got to be it.

He had no reason kill him.

He was his buddy.

Ernie?

Hold your horses. I'm coming.

Bet you never had a ham
and cheese like this.

You see, I mix mayo
with mustard and...

Is this Wade and Dorothy?

Looks like a high school photo.

It was the Senior Prom.

She was Queen.

He was King.

Wade knew Dorothy before you.

Ernie, were they sweethearts?

GIBBS:
I don't believe it.

There's a man in Boston
who does.

KATE:
Commander Coleman is
going to use this

to put Yost away for
the rest of his life.

Do we have to tell her?

Well, no, Special Agent
DiNozzo, here at NCIS,

we just report evidence
we like.

Colonel Gibbs, it doesn't
change your theory.

Corporal Kean was in
pain from his wounds.

Yost knocked him out

to keep his cries from alerting
passing Japanese.

So, over the years, Yost begins
questioning himself.

Did he have to hit him
that hard to silence him or...

did he do it to get the woman
that they both loved?

Well, I tracked down
Private Bellows.

He, uh, was in Vegas last month,
playing blackjack.

Double-down on two aces,
caught two queens.

Reached for his chips,
and dropped dead.

Bellows' death makes Yost
the last surviving Marine

from his unit on Iwo.

KATE:
It's just so hard
to believe

that there's nobody left
on the planet

who was there that night.

YOST:
You guys like Benny Goodman?

I'm a... Artie Shaw
man, myself.

Now, don't get me wrong--
Benny Goodman was great.

But Artie Shaw-- whew!

When he lifted
that clarinet...

( chuckles )

Boy, did we
argue about that!

Wade loved Goodman.
Me...

Artie Shaw, any day.

You dance?

Yes. Sure.

( laughs gently )

* When they begin the beguine

* Brings back the sound
of music so tender *

* It brings back a night
of tropical splendor *

* It brings back a memory
evergreen... *

( Yost humming melody )

* Is past all endeavor...

( continues humming )

( elevator bell dings )

Where's Gibbs?

TONY:
And a good afternoon to you,
too, Commander Coleman.

He was to deliver Corporal Yost
to me...

Present and accounted
for, sir.

...0800...

You're Ernest Yost?

Yes, ma'am.

TONY:
This is Lieutenant Commander
Coleman, Ernie.

JAG Corps.

She's here to, uh...
arrest you.

I can't tell you how much
I appreciate this, Commander.

What's with the Olsen Twins?

They're here to escort
the accused to Quantico.

Well, it's about time.

We'll deliver him.

You've got two days
to do that.

GIBBS:
Right on time,
Commander.

I'm on time?!

You're the one who failed

to deliver the accused
to me at 0800.

I found a witness.

Witness to what?

What happened the night
Corporal Kean died.

McGEE:
You-You couldn't have!

I-I-I mean...

you could've, obviously,
you did-- did I miss someone

in his unit?!

No. All Marines
are deceased.

They look alive.

Gibbs...

Commander, there were more
than Marines on Iwo Jima.

There were more than 20,000
Japanese.

They were all killed.

Not all.

A few were taken prisoner.

Some never returned
to Japan.

You found a Japanese soldier
who fought on Iwo Jima.

A Japanese lieutenant.

Right here in this
district, as it
so happens.

As it so happens.
Yes.

And where is this
miraculous find?

Well, he went to the bathroom
on the way in.

He should be here any...

Lieutenant Commander
Coleman.

Toshi Yoshida.

Former lieutenant,
Japanese

Imperial Army.

You were in the Imperial Army,
Lieutenant?

( heavy accent ):
Army... emperor... lieutenant.

Taken prisoner by Marines
on Iwo Jima.

Marine.

Two...

English isn't his thing.

Gibbs...

I don't know what
you're trying to do.

Trying to get to
the truth, Faith.

You're only delaying
the inevitable.

All we have to lose
is a little time.

( sighs )

Okay.

I will give you
a little time.

What's Gibbs doing?

He's creating the smell
of sulfur.

Corporal Yost...

Sir.

Iwo Jima...

Hill 382...

the Meat Grinder.

Start the tape.

NARRATOR:
500 landing craft, in waves,

lands on 3,000 yards of beach.

Night patrol...

probing Japanese lines.

You... Private Stearns...
Private Bellows...

Private Morris...

Corporal Kean.

( sound of explosion
on tape )

I killed him.

He stepped on a mine.

Blew his legs off.

But I killed him.

( speaking Japanese )

( explosions and gunfire
thundering )

( men yelling )

( Kean moaning )

You got to be quiet, Wade.
Come on.

( screaming, crying )

Suck it up, Wade. Try!

I can't!
Shut him up!

Wade! Shh!

( speaks Japanese )

Ernie, do something!

Shh...

( speaks Japanese )

Shh, shh...

Shh, shh!

Ernie, Ernie, shut him up!

( Kean groaning )
Shut him up!

Shut him up, Ernie!
Make him stop!

Shut up, buddy.
( heavy blow lands )

( soldiers speaking Japanese )

( gasping )

S... Sorry, Wade.

( voice breaking ):
I'm sorry.

( over speaker ):
I'm sorry.

Well?

( crying )

I will inform the SECNAV

that former Marine corporal
Ernest Yost

is suffering from
delayed stress syndrome.

Corporal Kean was killed
in action...

not by Yost.

( crying quietly )

You're not going
to arrest me, either.

Nope. You struck

Corporal Kean to quiet
him, not to kill him.

You had no choice.

He stopped.

But how... how will I be sure?

Tell me that, Gibbs.

How can I ever be sure?

You met Dorothy in Hawaii,

after you were wounded
on Guadalcanal?

Yeah. She was a Navy nurse.

You decided
to get married

before you shipped off
to Iwo?

Well, I told you,
it was love at first sight.

We were gonna get hitched
when one of us was discharged.

Who was going to be
your best man?

It was going to be Wade.
He was...

I asked Wade.

He wasn't going
to marry Dorothy.
He said,

"No hard feelings."

He said we were meant
for each other.

Ernie, you did what you did
to save the rest of your patrol.

No other reason.

Come on, Corporal.

Let a gunny buy you dinner.

You were never an officer?

Oh, hell, no.

I knew there was
something about
you I liked.

Semper fi!

Semper fi.

( coughs )

Sail again?

Yeah. Why not?

( speaks Japanese )

( man speaks Japanese
in response )

Arigato.

You conned me, gunny.

Nah.
Would I do that to you?

You're damn right,
you would.

And I want to thank you for it.

And you were never on Iwo Jima.

Iwo Jima, no.

Ah.

Guadalcanal.

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