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[GASPS]

Copy that, 4.

Percell bagged himself
a prisoner.

All right.

Can the prisoner
travel, 4? Over.

Yeah, roger, 6.

We, uh, caught him
with his pants down.

Literally.

If the prisoner
knows anything

and we can get him
to talk,

it would save us
a lot of time

humping up those
NVA supply trails.

Four, secure
the prisoner.

Maintain
your position.

We're on our way.
Six out.

Kuslits, tie his hands.

Look at this guy, doc.

[SIGHS]

How the hell do these people
survive like this, you know?

Just by doing
whatever they have to, man.

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[GRUNTS]

[GROANS]

Doc.

Doc!

Doc, you got to do him.

Didi.

Don't, doc.

Don't let him go.

Didi mau.

No, doc. When he gets to cover,
he'll waste us.

Do him!

Come on, doc. Shoot.

Shut up.

Then give me the gun.

[YELLS]

Security.

Right, lieutenant.

[BREATHING RASPILY]

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Let's go, let's go.

All right, you got him?

Ready?

Well, there's another
memorial service

brought to you in the name
of communist containment.

You know it,
Scarlet.

The kid was no older
than my son.

Take it easy, Pop.

Makes a man want to puke.

ANDERSON:
Colonel Brewster, sir,
nice to see you.

Hey, Pop,
take it easy!

What the hell
are you doing?

What do you think
they'll do to him?

What?

Pop. What do you think
they'll do to him?

Stockade, court martial,
Leavenworth.

Pop's bunk's
gonna be empty

for a long time.

Yeah, well,
speaking of bunks...

Kuslits won't be
needing his anymore,

will he?

I'm sorry he's dead...

but that was not my fault.

Of course not.
It's the VC prisoner's fault.

He wouldn't have been dead
if you were doing your job.

You have
nothing to say about this.

You were not there.

I don't kill human beings.

But he did, doc,

and he'd have killed more
if we hadn't have got him.

That's what you do.

Yeah, doc, that's...

that's what I do.

I do that, doc,
because I have to.

I wasn't born into it.

Neither was I,
and I can't learn it.

Then you shouldn't
be here.

None of us should be here.

But we are here,
aren't we, doc?

Don't you understand
that the only thing

that keeps
any of these men alive

are the men that are
watching their backs?

Okay.

[SIGHS]

Then what should I have done?

I'll tell you what
you should've done, doc.

When they drafted you,
you should have gone to jail.

Absolutely not.

I am here
to make a contribution.

No.

This was the easy way out
for you,

and you're here

because the Nam scared you
less than prison.

I have proven I'm not a coward.

To who?

Request permission
to speak freely, sir.

Granted.

Why aren't you pressing charges
against Private Scarlet?

Are you, uh...

assuming command, colonel?

[SIGHS]

Lieutenant...

in this man's army,

I don't think
I'll ever assume anything again.

I'm here because

an Army board of inquiry's
been established

to investigate
the massacre at Phu An.

I'm counting on your testimony.

You've got it, sir.

Along with the rest of my guys.

I hear Ruiz and Taylor

have been missing
for three weeks.

How did you manage to, uh...

pull off a board of inquiry,
sir?

Lieutenant Goldman,

colonels don't
"manage to pull off" anything.

[CHUCKLES]

I bug the hell out of Congress.

I've got a powerful friend
in the Pentagon.

I know where
some skeletons are buried.

So you're the enemy?

In a nutshell,

the Army
would like this to disappear

as quietly and as quickly
as possible.

And what happens
when it's all over?

They find a nice...

[CHUCKLES]
tiny office with no windows
all for me.

Well, colonel,
we can always use you back here.

Goldman...

if we kill
every single Vietnamese,

we still
ain't gonna win the war.

It's time
for a different agenda.

We've got to get these body bags
off this chopper

and haul them
over to Grave Registration.

Well, why in the hell
are we out here?

Following orders,
Griner.

That's what we do.

This ain't
no detail to be on

after you lose a man.

It's like we're
being punished.

Stick a sock in it, Griner.

We got work to do.

Why'd LT
put us out here?

These are American soldiers,
Griner.

Somebody's got to start them
on their way home.

Aw, hell.

[PERCELL SCREAMS]

How you doing, Danny?

Tay--

ANDERSON:
Ruiz! I don't believe this.

Tay-- Tay--
Taylor!

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Good to see you, man!

How are you?

Percell!

I'm transferring you
out of the team, doc.

After what happened yesterday,

I can't afford to have you
in the unit anymore.

Now, I'm gonna try and have you
assigned to a dispensary,

but we won't know
until tomorrow.

I never lied to you,

and I never
misrepresented myself.

You knew what you were getting
from day one.

I know,

and I share some of the blame
for what happened yesterday.

Blame?

If you're gonna
blame someone, LT,

blame Nixon...

and Johnson,
and Kennedy,

and go down
through the Congress,

and the Pentagon,

and every career officer
who needed a taste of real war,

and then, of course,

don't forget
that great majority of sheep

that we call voters
in our country

who even allow
the situation!

All right,
save the flow chart, doc.

They're not responsible.

Just me, huh?

Well, we all make
our own decisions.

I understand why
you did what you did.

I just don't happen
to agree with it.

That's funny.

I agree with it.

I just...

don't understand

how it could have turned out
like it did.

Do you mind an opinion?

I think that sometimes...

when ideology and reality
collide,

you just can't base
your decisions

on the comfortable
beliefs of the past.

Then what do you
possibly base them on?

Something you can live with
for the rest of your life.

It's Kelman, K-E-L-M-A-N,

Michael, Specialist 4.

I understand he was brought

in the 71st Evac
with battle wounds.

MAN: Kelman, Spec-4?

Yes.

Look, I want confirmation
of his whereabouts.

That's gonna
take some time.

Yeah, call me back.

Yes, sir.

You're closing in on 20 years,
Scarlet,

so unless you want
to receive your pension checks

in Leavenworth,

I suggest you learn
to control yourself.

Begging the colonel's
pardon,

if I remember correctly,

you'd rather kick my butt
yourself

than let Leavenworth do it.

What the hell happened?

Tom...

you had two more stripes
last time I saw you.

Just changed shirts
is all.

The man's still the same.

That's a frightening
thought.

What did you expect, Carl?

A hug?

Some respect.

That's gone.

I lost that
at Old Baldy.

You don't understand
what happened.

I know what happened.

We got the holy hell
chewed out of us

on a damn assault
that didn't mean squat,

and you were the guy out front
yelling, "Charge!"

Look, man, I took it all the way
up the line as far as I could.

We believed in you.

"If Captain Brewster
can't do it,

it can't be done."

That's right, and I couldn't.

And a hundred good men
died for nothing

on a frozen hill in Korea.

A lot of casualties
from that day

have yet to be counted.

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How long were you prisoner?

Long enough.

If they gave you
those same orders in this war,

would you
lead us up that hill again?

No.

[FUNK MUSIC PLAYING]

WOMAN: Hey, GI!

You guys go ahead.

I'm gonna drink somewhere else.

HOCKENBURY: Danny,

something wrong
with the air in here

or what?

Come on, man.
Let me buy you a beer.

Hey, Hockenbury,
why don't you shove off?

Man, come on,

let me drink
in peace, huh?

Man, I want to party with you--

Come on, doc.
Give us a break here.

Hey, look, man,
um...

what do you say
I go in there

and buy you a drink,

and we make up?

Okay?

No, thanks, Hockenbury.

I'm...

just not
in the mood, huh?

What do you mean

you're not
in the mood, man?

You're not in the mood
since when?

Huh?

Doc, I am not in the mood
since I got the plane over here.

I am not in the mood

since I killed
my first human being.

I'm not in the mood
since I was on heroin.

I walked you
through that nightmare!

I held your hand!

You want to know,
then, huh?

You're not in the mood
since yesterday morning, right?

Yes, Hockenbury, that's it.

I am not in the mood
since you froze up

and I watched a good man die
for absolutely nothing!

What the hell do you know,
Danny?!

What I did yesterday

took more strength,
and it took more self-control

than you will ever have,

and you remember that
the next time

that you squeeze off
a few rounds

when you hear the bushes rustle!

All right,
look, now, come on,

why don't you--?
I'm not finished!

Danny!

Danny!

Listen to me!

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Let it go.

No!

ANDERSON: Let it go, let it go.

Better just
stay down, doc.

Go to hell.

[PANTING]

ANDERSON:
Doc, you all right?

SCARLET:
I got him, sarge.

Fine.
Take care of him.

You know what
I'm gonna do tomorrow?

Sure.

You're gonna
go into Tan Son Nhut,

surprise Susanna,

and come back with
a smile on your face.

You know
what I'm gonna do

when I get outta here?

You're gonna go home,

hang out, get caught,
and go to prison?

[CHUCKLES]

I'm gonna open
a restaurant.

You still got
heat stroke, Taylor.

What the hell do you know

about the restaurant
business?

Nothing,

but nothing
I can't learn.

You gotta learn
business.

You gotta know food.

You gotta know people.

You don't think
I can do it?

You just gotta be
a lot of places

at one time, Taylor.

You mess up anywhere,
you go under.

How did you become
such an expert?

My uncle opened one up
in the Bronx.

Lasted maybe 16 months.

We can do better
than that, Ru.

We got to
get the money.

Who's gonna loan us
the money, Taylor?

We're veterans.

That doesn't mean
anything to the bank.

For somebody
who just survived

21 days
in a hell hole,

you're sure talking
like a quitter.

I'd have to run
the kitchen.

I'd do the paperwork.

Mess with my recipes,

I'm gonna make you
wash the dishes.

[BOTH CHUCKLE]

[PEOPLE CHATTERING]

[CONVERSING IN VIETNAMESE]

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Shh.

Got to go, kid.

[GROANS]

It's past curfew.

VC tax collector's at the bar.

What?

You were supposed
to wake me.

What do you mean, wake you?

I don't even know where we are.

Suzie's supermarket of love.

No need to thank me.

Let's just move it,
okay?

[MEN LAUGHING]

Take this.
I'll get us an AK.

No.

Oh.

[SPEAKING VIETNAMESE]

[GIGGLES]

[BOTH CONVERSING IN VIETNAMESE]

Okay, you're
on your own, kid.

[PATRONS SCREAMING]

Thanks, kid.
Now run like hell!

WOMAN:
Looking real good.

MAN:
Thank you.

Keep going.

Okay?

MAN: Can I help you,
colonel?

BREWSTER:
Doctor, I'm looking
for a Spec-4 Kelman.

Third bed
on the left, sir.

Thanks.

Specialist Kelman?

I'm not a specialist
anymore.

I gave my rank back.

To whom?

The sinners.

The Army.

Leg injury.

I understand
you were very lucky.

Permanent limp.

Shrapnel.

How'd you get it?

God.

God gave you
the wound?

As punishment.

For Phu An?

I'm paying my debt.

How?

By limping?

You think those
43 massacred civilians

are any better off
because of it?

What would you have me do?

The Army
would like to hear the story

from somebody who was there,
Kelman.

That's not what God
wants from me.

It's a good act...

good act...

but you can stow it.

A simple "no" is sufficient.

I'm a prophet.

I am not a Judas.

They must
come to the Lord

in their own time.

You know,
if you'd really found God,

then you'd know
that it's up to you

to help those
that are less fortunate

along the path.

To do anything less
is a disservice to all.

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[MOUTHING]

McKay.

Yo.

Uh-oh.

From that
friendly expression,

I take it you heard.

Yeah, Colonel Stringer told me.

Well, look at it this way,
Goldman.

It could be worse.

I could be giving your orders.

You're scaring me, McKay.

And look around you.
This place is a ghost town.

Everyone's out
on Operation Christopher

in the Phuc Vinh province.

Insertion on my command.

It's Anderson, myself
and you.

Here...

here...

and here,
all right?

Now, what we're
looking for

is Charlie's motorized
supply route.

It's based
on S-2 intelligence.

Looks like
the Redball Express.
Yeah.

Don't fool around
on me, McKay.

Viking 6,
this is Viking 5.

Over.

Viking 6,
this is Viking 5.

Over.

GOLDMAN:
Six here. Break.

Viking 4, do you copy?
Over.

ANDERSON:
Four is all ears, 6.
Over.

Viking 6, we got tracks.

Maybe 36-, 48-hours old. Over.

What kind of tracks, 5? Over.

Wheels, tires.

Looks like maybe trucks
towing howitzers.

Looks like
two companies

at least.

Looks like we got
foot traffic

all coming from 4 Sector
due southwest of here. Over.

Roger, 5. Break.

Sit-rep, 4. Over.

Squeaky clean, 6.

Nothing happening here

you couldn't tell
your maiden aunt about. Over.

All right.

Viking 5, follow the trail
Sierra-Whiskey.

Break.

Viking 4, adjust,

and rendezvous, one klick,
November of Boston-Tiger.

Over.

Four copies. Out.

And Viking 5,
roger, out.

Okay, let's move out.
Let's go.

Hey, Taylor.

Hey, doc.
How you doing?

Good.

Welcome home, man.

Thanks.

So, uh,

you get a clean bill
from the medicos?

Close.

We got light duty
for awhile.

We get to bunk
in the barracks.

That's good.

That's, um...

That's, uh, Kuslits'.

He, um... He's, uh...

learning
how to play it,

and Pop was all the time
hiding it from him.

Them adjutant-general boys
must have missed it

when they
took his stuff.

You know, I, um...

I hadn't thought
about...

one single other thing
for three days.

It's just like my, uh...

My whole...

system of values
is just...

scrambled.

You stuck to what
you believed in, doc.

What if what I...?

What if
what I believed in

is wrong?

You think you should have
killed the guy?

No...

but maybe...

there...

are circumstances
where you...

you have to...

react.

And either way,
you know,

my life was
gonna be screwed.

The VC prisoner
is dead...

regardless.

I don't know.

Maybe if I just
would've...

pulled that trigger,
then...

other people
would be alive.

That's why

they call it
"war," man.

W-A-R,
"Waste And Regret."

Three big ones
across the chest.

Kid had chance zero.

Know what the kicker
on this one was?
Hmm.

Kuslits was killed
with his own weapon.

SOLDIER:
It's a cold world, man.

SOLDIER 2:
Yeah, you're telling me.

Specialist-4 Ruiz,
good to have you back.

Good to see you.

Thank you, sir.
Good to be back.

It's good
to see you, too.

Doesn't sound like it.

[CHUCKLES]

I just came back
from Tan Son Nhut, sir.

I went to see
a friend.

She went home.

You can't blame her

for wanting to rotate
back to the States, now.

I don't, sir.

She didn't.

She cracked up.

She flipped, uh,

during, uh, surgery
in the OR.

She was pretty
messed up.

Had to be sedated.

And you feel...?

Helpless, sir,
real helpless.

And we are.

It's tough to...

sit back

and let other people
live their lives,

especially when
you're an expert

at telling them
what to do.

It's a tough line

to draw for yourself,
soldier.

Knowing when to bleed

for somebody
you care about

and knowing
when to pull back.

Think there's
an easy way of knowing?

Mm-mm.

Truth is,
I don't have a clue.

Sometimes
you just have to...

walk away, let it go.

Otherwise
you become a martyr,

and you know
how insufferable

they can be, huh?

Why don't you
write her a letter?

Let her know
there's a landmark

that, uh...

doesn't change.

Maybe then
she can find a way

back on course.

Hmm?

Thanks.

Yeah.

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ANDERSON:
Wow, look what
we've got here.

All right,
hand me the radio.

Viking 6,
this is Viking 4.

Over.

Viking 6,
this is Viking 4.

Over.

McKAY: Six here.

We're just outside
a ville,

three, 400 meters
Sierra the river.

Over.

Correction, 4,
there is no ville in your area.

Over.

Yes, sir,

but beg your pardon,
there is now.

Have you got
any movement, 4? Over.

That's a negative, 6.

Place looks
deserted to me.

All right, all teams
will rendezvous

at 4's location.

Four, until that time,

keep the village
under observation.

Do not enter
the objective.

Remain out of sight.

Say again,

you are not to enter
the objective.

Roger that, 6.

We are located

from Foxtrot-Papa-Red-Zulu

up 2-0-0...

[MEN WHISPERING IN VIETNAMESE]

GOLDMAN:
It's deserted,
all right.

McKAY:
There aren't any animals.
The pens are all empty.

We've scouted the perimeter
for more than an hour, LT.

There's not a soul in there,
but the tire tracks

come right through
the middle of the ville.

The damn thing's
not on any maps.

S-2 confirms that.

That's because
it doesn't exist.

Sir?

Well, look at it.

Not only are there
no animals.

There's no dung.

There's no feed.

That's it. That's
what's missing. The smell.

All right, sergeant,
you flank left.

I'll flank right.

McKay, you go
right up the middle.

Check it out
hooch by hooch.

Thanks a lot.

You wanted to be here,
remember?

Let's do it.

Michael?

Go away!

Go away?

You called me.

You asked me
to come back.

I changed my mind.

It's too late.

What's done is done.

This is my house.

Get out!

You pervert this place
with your presence.

What?

This place was built
for salvation.

You come here to hide.

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I have admitted my sins

in the presence
of the Lord.

You would allow
pain and suffering

for the innocent

while the guilty
are allowed to go free.

You are guilty

of the sin of
complicity, Michael.

I'm the guilty party.

Along with the rest
of your platoon, Michael.

I can't squeal on them.

You can't not squeal on them,
Michael.

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Six in position.
Report.

Four set.

Five set.

GOLDMAN:
All right. Go, 5.

Low and slow.

ANDERSON:
Left flank moving.
We're out.

Percell.

Let's go.

[GEARS WHINING]

What is that, LT?

Get down!

Get down!
Get down!

[RUMBLING]

Fall back!

[SOLDIERS SHOUTING]

[MACHINE GUN FIRE]

[SCREAMS]

[TANK SHELL EXPLODES]

Percell,
get the LAAW rocket!

Pull back!

SOLDIER:
It's at nine o'clock!

[GUNFIRE]

It's coming around!

Get back! Get down!

Heads up, heads up!

Hold it, hold it. Just wait.

Goldman, they got us
pinned down!

We need some help!

Radio!

[GUNFIRE]

Fall back, fall back!

GOLDMAN:
Viking 4, do you copy?

Viking 4, do you copy?

Anderson.

Anderson!

This is Viking 4. Over.

Four, there's an open trench
15 meters your November.

Do you see it? Over.

I'm gonna blind him
with smoke.

Over.

I already know
what you're thinking, LT.

I'm in motion.

Scotty, give me
all the smoke you've got.

Ammo!
I need ammo!

[GUNFIRE]

Coming your way!

[SCREAMS]

[SCREAMS]

GOLDMAN:
McKay, pull back!

Go, sergeant!

[YELLS]

[MEN SCREAM]

Medic! Medic!

Why me?

[GUNFIRE]

[GROANS]

Take it to him,
Pop!

[GRENADE CLUNKS]

SOLDIER:
Fire in the hull!

Come on, kid.
Let's didi. Come on.

[GRENADE EXPLODES]

Go, go, go!

[TANK ENGINE GROANS,
THEN STOPS]

I understand you've convinced
one of Beller's men

to testify at the inquiry.

He kind of convinced himself,
general.

You know
you're swinging your stick

at a hornet's nest.

Sometimes the truth stings, sir.

I know,

but I would hate to think

all this has been an exercise
in vindication.

No, sir.

There was an egregious wrong
committed.

Those responsible
must be held accountable.

It is the Army way, sir.

Perhaps,

but there are times

when we can do
a better job of it ourselves,

without intervention
from Congress.

I do understand, general,

but this isn't
one of those times

to be swept under the rug, sir.

That's all, colonel.

If I may, sir,
I'd like to propose a mission.

Colonel, you do not have
a command here,

you do not have a franchise,

and at the moment...

you do not have many friends.

I think the general

might be interested
in my proposal.

Why's that?

I stand
a greater-than-average chance

of being killed, sir.

You got to be out of your mind.

[MEN TALKING & LAUGHING]

TAYLOR: No way!
No, no, no, no.

Not for sale.

No, no, no, no.
Percell, look at this.

[MEN LAUGHING]

GRINER: Hey, Pop, sing us
some "Red River Valley."

SCARLET: Why would I do that
without being ordered to?

[MEN LAUGHING]

[MEN QUIET]

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Come on, doc.
Take it easy.

SCARLET: Just
leave him alone.

SCARLET:
Hey, doc, come on.

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