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Mother, mother, there's too many of you crying.

Brother, brother, brother, there's far too many of you dying.

You know we can't find a way to bring some

love.

Thank you.

Has he said the night of his honeymoon?

He was with me at the rock pile. Did I ever tell you about the rock pile?

Yeah. Did they know who shot him?

We counted 824 NVA after that one.

Two medals of honor for a single engagement.

K Company, 3rd Battalion, 4th Marines.

Wasn't Ray a Navy corpsman?

Rick?

Yeah, yeah, good old Doc Maynard. He was Navy, all right.

That every grunt in the company would have told you he was one of us. He

belonged.

Are you okay?

Yeah. Yeah, I'm okay.

He saved my life, did I ever tell you that?

Yes. Yes, Rick, you did.

And what some people won't do to get out of work.

Sarge.

Hey, hey.

Just like old times, huh?

Yeah.

Who did this to you, Ray?

I don't know.

I walk out and they start busting caps at me.

I say this can't be true.

All this stopped 20 years ago.

You didn't see him?

It was too fast.

Automatic weapon.

Bang, bang, I'm on the deck.

You heard this bad search.

Just hang on, Doc.

You hang on.

I'm coming.

Hey, don't you put on me now, you hear me?

Put on me now.

Don't you quit on me.

Ray?

Don't you quit on me now.

Hang on, Doc.

Hang on.

Maynard, I'm terribly sorry. Your husband was a fine, fine man.

Thank you.

How are you, Simon?

Had better days, Colonel.

Hi.

I'm A .J. Simon. I'm Rick's brother.

Ben McDonald.

I was your brother's company commander for a while.

This is our mother, Cecilia Simon.

How do you do, ma 'am?

I've heard a lot about you.

Well, yes. It's just awful.

After what he went through over there, now this.

How is your brother taking it?

As well as could be expected.

Ray saved his life, you know.

Yes, I was there.

If there's any problems at all, I can be reached at this number day or night.

All right.

He'll be okay, though, but thank you.

Yes, anything at all. I'm just up the coast at Pendleton.

It was very nice meeting you, ma 'am. Thank you.

I've had two investigators on it ever since it happened.

Here's everything we've got, and it's not much.

Looks like another drive -by gang shooting.

We've got a bunch of those lately.

Why would Ray be shot by a gang?

I don't know. Maybe he was in the wrong place at the wrong time. Could be as

simple as that.

This is it?

No witnesses?

We're talking about 20 or 30 rounds fired in the parking lot of a busy

Somebody must have seen something.

Nobody sees anything anymore, especially when it comes to gangs.

We're not talking West Side Story here, guys.

These kids are into everything.

Drug trafficking, extortion, numbers, prostitution, you name it.

I'm going to find a bastard to kill, Ray, and I'm going to waste everyone on

him.

Mind if Rick and I do a little snooping around the market on our own?

I might come up with something new.

Be my guest.

Borrow this?

Sure.

But call me if you find anything out there.

I don't want vigilantes running around out in the street, no matter what the

reason.

Hi, Jimmy?

Yeah? I'd like to talk to you about the shooting.

You guys cops?

We're friends with the man who died.

Yeah, well, uh, talk to the cops, okay?

I told them everything I know.

Just, uh, talk to them.

Come on, man, leave me alone, okay?

This is important to us, Jimmy.

The man who was shot saved my brother's life in Vietnam.

Hey, look, I heard it was a bad scene over there, but that's got nothing to do

with me.

It's got something to do with everybody.

The police report said that you were in the parking lot when Ray was shot.

So you can begin by telling us what kind of car those punks were driving.

Look, I didn't see it. Who do you think you're kidding, man?

It happened too quick, you know?

Look, there were these shots, a whole bunch of them. I didn't see it. I just

closed my eyes and ducked. Look, I was scared, man. Don't you know what it's

like to be scared?

You saw it, you punk!

Talk to me!

Talk to me!

Stop that! You just stop it now!

You just stop that.

I'm sorry.

Look, I'm very sorry. No, he's crazy, man. That's what.

He's crazy out of hell.

I didn't know you were here.

I was driving by and I saw the light on. Then I saw the

door open.

I guess that's my fault.

Hey, it's no big deal.

I thought we were being ripped off. It wouldn't be the first time.

What's going on?

Raymond Maynard, 39, a veteran of the Vietnam War,

I think we ought to talk about what happened this afternoon.

This afternoon?

What you did to that kid.

He lied to us.

Rick, if I hadn't stopped you, you might have hurt him.

He stood there and he lied right in our faces.

That's not the issue.

No, the issue is, whatever it takes, I'm going to get raised killers.

The issue is, if you can't behave like a pro, it's time for you to back off.

Don't you ever tell me how to behave like a pro.

You know what your problem is?

You never had to learn Bush savvy.

You never had to survive on nothing but sheer instinct because if you had, you

would learn to trust your feelings instead of some schoolboy notion of

justice.

Sometimes I'm amazed we came from the same parents.

Shrink.

You guys think I need a shrink.

All we are suggesting, Rick, is a routine evaluation.

This is your idea, isn't it?

I knew something was wrong the minute I saw you. I called him, Rick.

I invited him here.

Because I think you need some sort of... Some kind of what?

Some kind of support that Mom and I can't give you.

Some kind of support?

Yes. Damn it, A .J., I am so sick and tired of hearing this stuff.

The wacko flipped out Vietnam vet, and I really resent your saying it.

Boy, you were bullheaded in Nam, and you haven't changed a bit.

Now, why don't you calm down and listen to me? Oh, yes, sir.

Aye, aye, sir. And by your leave, sir.

Rick, you've had a terrible shock. I know how you felt about Ray.

It's something I understand.

I think you should talk to some people at the Veterans Hospital.

Some shrink who's never even heard a shot fired in anger.

Honey, it won't hurt to get a professional opinion.

About what?

What I am going through here is the normal grieving process over the death

very close friend.

So just don't try to tell me that I'm a psychological embarrassment to this

family. This all boils down to one thing, Sergeant Simon. Oh, please.

By the skin of your teeth, you've survived two separate tours of combat.

Now you're having a delayed reaction.

You need help.

If I could, I'd damn well order you to go. Yeah, but you can't, can you?

I'm not a Marine anymore, am I?

Once a Marine, always a Marine.

Oh, yeah, right.

You can take the man out of the Corps, but you can't take the Corps out of the

man. Well, it is out of me, Colonel.

It got humped out and shot out and fried out by 24 months of in -country hell.

Believe it or not, in almost 20 years, I have not called a wall a bulkhead, a

door a hatch or a ceiling an overhead.

So you save your orders for some gung -ho snuffy who's six days out of boot.

I am not Sergeant Simon anymore, and I do not want to hear myself call that

again.

Damn you all! Why don't you just leave me alone? Just get out of here!

Leave me alone!

Rick!

Let me out!

Honey, it's all right.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

Seven nights a week, I'd wake up in a pool of my own sweat.

I'm not kidding.

Just wouldn't shed itself off.

Wouldn't stop thinking about things that I didn't want to remember.

You want to talk about nightmares?

It got so bad that a couple of times my wife found me outside crawling around in

the grass.

Hey, night patrols.

I used to love night patrols.

Yeah. I got blown half to hell in one of them. They lots and lots of fun.

I spent 12 months in an admin.

Only time I got hit is when I come back here to the world.

Some college girls spit in my face.

What'd you do, man?

I said, lady, you don't earn the right to spit on me.

Unless you tried to stop the war as hard as I had to fight it.

Right on.

Right on.

I said, unless you've been mortared, rocketed, saw brains splatter, got

watched good men die before they was even 20. Way to go, baby.

Way to go.

I said, if you want to spit on somebody, you start with yourself.

And I spit on some of them draft dodgers.

Politicians. For God's sake, don't forget the president and his joint

staff. All right. Yeah. All right.

I don't believe a word of that.

What was that?

I said you're not telling the truth.

If I'm wrong, I'm wrong.

Doug.

You want to comment?

When she spit on me... I

was in the airport in San Francisco.

I never said a word.

I turned around.

I went into the men's room.

It's been 20 years ago.

I'm still ashamed.

I'm sorry about the way my brother acted the other day. He's going through a

real rough period in his life.

He's in the hospital right now because of what happened to him in Vietnam.

And I guess when his friend got killed here, it sort of stirred everything up.

The problem is, my brother thinks you saw who shot Ray. Yeah, well, your

brother's crazy, man.

You know, you ought to be locked up.

Jimmy, I am begging you, please help me.

If you know anything, please tell me.

I don't know what to do.

The only thing I can think is to try and find out who shot Ray.

Do you understand?

I'm going to leave my card and my phone number.

If you think of anything, I want you to call me.

Anytime, day or night.

Thank you.

is what you're staring at with such intensity.

Is there something peculiar that you see?

No, you just scared me.

Oh, I hope that doesn't have anything to do with a guilty conscience.

Hey, you know me.

I don't make trouble for nobody.

I certainly hope not.

Because I heard that you've been talking to a lot of strange dudes lately.

Look, if somebody was asking me questions and I didn't know them,

I'd have a problem remembering my own name.

Keep it that way, Jim Jim.

Because if I ever found out different, I swear to God I'll buy me a loaf of rye

bread in there, I'll cut out your tongue, and I'll serve you up a gourmet

sandwich.

Now, we wouldn't want to make your brother Frank watch something like that,

would we, little friend?

I'll tell you the truth, Colonel. I wish I'd done this 20 years ago.

I mean, even if you didn't have a problem, this would be great for any of

And not just them. I mean, Korea, World War II, everybody.

Yeah, I know, right?

Then you like it?

Well, it's not actually something like that. It's a process you go through.

But there's a terrific bunch of guys here.

There's even a woman, a nurse. She was Army, second lieutenant.

But the thing about it is we all help each other, you know?

It's like the first day here, there was this guy, Belton. He's Army, too.

And the first day, right off the bat, I helped him realize he wasn't being

honest with himself. You know, he wasn't telling the truth.

So we do. We all help each other.

You were right.

This is one of the... finest facilities in the country, Mr. Simon.

The program works.

Get him back, Mom. I promise that.

the back of your hand?

No.

Look, didn't Rick and I do you the biggest favor of your life?

When we stopped that disgruntled employee from bombing your store, if I

correctly, you wept in gratitude.

No. No, you listen to me. Just... Another courageous citizen?

Yeah, part of town is full of them.

Well, good to see you.

much as it hurts me to say this, I miss you guys.

You know, the kind of feeling you get after a migraine is gone.

I mean it. The world's been getting dull lately.

You guys don't come around. You don't ask for little favors anymore.

You don't steal computer time.

No one has insulted Nixon in well over two weeks.

So how's Rick doing?

Not well.

Not well at all.

Well, here's my good news.

We don't have a single suspect.

Not only that, our gang specialists seem to think that none of the local groups

are involved.

When it rains, it pours.

There is one thing, however, something I almost hate to mention.

Supposedly, there is a gang, an affiliation, really, that's been formed

last two months called Los Especiales. The specialists?

The special ones.

We've heard rumors that they are an ethnically mixed group, sort of a hall

fame of street punks.

that are being recruited and led by adults.

Are you serious?

Yeah.

Well, it's not exactly new. There are groups like this operating all over

Europe.

And like I said, it might just be a rumor.

I want to be included in this town, okay?

I have a feeling that's all Rick is waiting for, is to hear that we've got

Maynard's murderer in a room somewhere, and that he's down on his knees begging

God for mercy.

You know, you had the leeches and the snakes.

Rain all the time.

Miserable hot weather.

After a while, you just sort of got numb to that.

There was even the occasional reward, you know, like you go into some village

and there's a sick kid or hurt kid, you know, and you help patch him up.

You get to feel good about yourself for a little while.

Simon, why don't you cut the crap?

What? He means, why don't you tell the truth, man?

Feelings, Rick.

They're talking about feelings.

Yeah, well, if I didn't feel lousy, I wouldn't be here, would I? You could

fooled me.

As far as I'm concerned, you're making Nam sound like a Boy Scout jamboree.

To hell with all of you.

You guys make me sick, and especially you, Belton, because you wouldn't know

truth if it smacked you right in the face.

I said get here fast. I didn't say fly.

Where is he? Take it easy.

I'm not making any guarantees on this one. What, the guy just walked in off

street? Isn't that the way it always happens?

Mr. Brennan, this is A .J. Simon, Rick's brother.

Hi. Thank you for coming forward.

Everything that I'm going to tell you is just something I heard. You understand?

Hearsay, yes. We know. Yes. Well, anyway...

This guy, the, uh, corpsman. Ray Maynard.

Yeah, well, anyway, the word on the street is that they wanted drugs from

And he told them, take a hike.

Who wanted drugs?

Los Especiales.

They do exist.

Maybe. Well, if it's just maybe, maybe has got a lot of people scared all to

hell. Tom, there could be something to it.

Ray was the physician's assistant over at Glenbrook. And he had access to a lot

of prescription drugs.

Do you know any of the Especiales?

No, and I don't want to. How about where they hang out?

Probably in some sewer somewhere.

That's where they belong.

Well, gentlemen, I've got to get back to the office.

The wheels of progress don't stop.

Mr. Brennan, if everyone's so scared, why did you come forward?

Because I've got a message for your brother. Tell him I'm an old Marine

Major who came down from the reservoir in Korea.

You'll understand.

Tell him.

Semper Fi.

One solid year, I watched a parade of bodies coming through that hospital.

Broken, bleeding men.

Babies, really.

In a steady stream coming off the choppers.

They had a radio code name for evacuees.

Peanut meant a man who was wounded.

Kool -Aid meant a man who was already dead.

The last day before I was rotated back to the States, I saw my

brother's face.

My kid brother who had joined the Army because Big Sister was a second

lieutenant in NAMM.

There he was, coming off a chopper with that same look,

those same big eyes filled with... Death and...

Surprise.

My little brother, who had made... All

stayed in two sports.

Didn't have legs anymore.

Just another peanut.

That conveyor belt that dumps everything into body bags.

Rick, is there something you'd like to say to Jean?

Something you'd like to share?

A .J. Towne, I think we finally got a lead.

I'm listening.

Remember Brennan, the Semper Fi man?

He just called and said he might have stumbled onto something.

He thinks he might know who killed Ray.

Who? He can or won't say, and he is afraid to come over. So I'm going to

meet him someplace I thought you might like to tag along.

Sit tight.

Hold it. Hand them over.

Easy.

Welcome to hell, gentlemen.

It was so very nice of you to come.

Rick.

Rick.

Something's happened to A .J. He's been missing for 24 hours.

Go tell.

I tried. I can't reach him.

I'm sorry, Lieutenant Manning.

AJ said something about he had a tip that he knew who killed Ray.

That was yesterday.

He didn't go home last night, and he hasn't been to the office.

Rick.

Please.

Look at me.

Talk to me.

Your brother's missing.

Something terrible has happened. I just know it.

I hate to ask you here, now, but I

need your help.

Don't be afraid.

Hey, come on. Once was enough with you.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

I'm not going to hurt you. I'm not even going to touch you.

I don't even know what I'm doing here. I just... I don't know where else to

come. You think I know something. I'm telling you, I don't.

Just, would you talk to me for a minute?

Huh?

Would you do that, please? Would you just... Please, just talk to me for one

minute, all right?

And then I'll go away, I promise it.

Come on, would you please just... Hey, I'm not gonna hurt you.

I'm not gonna hurt you, man.

Just please come over here and talk to me, all right?

Come on.

Come on, man.

Here you go.

Jimmy,

my brother has disappeared.

And I don't know where to find him. I don't even know where to start.

And I swear to God, I don't know how much more of this I can take.

First Ray and now my brother.

I can't help you.

I love him, my brother. I love him very much, you know.

I guess... I would die

for him without giving it a second thought, but now that they've got him,

same people that killed him, they got him.

Man, I'm sorry about that.

To be honest, I am.

But even if I did know who did it, man, I wouldn't tell you anyway.

No, if ever there was a man in this world,

that I should love. It's Ray Maynard.

Are

you

mad? If you ever join the Navy, you've got to be crazy to volunteer to serve in

the Marines. You've got to be crazy.

You've got to be crazy.

That was Ray.

Think about what the meaning of the word here was.

Who is it?

I don't know.

You didn't see him?

No, the bush is too thick up there.

But I heard someone, I know that.

All right.

Hasty ambush.

Gunners, right over here. Let's go.

What do you think?

They could be ambushing us. I hope not.

Look, we'll just wait a couple of minutes.

Look, you said you didn't like it. You said you had a bad feeling.

I do.

Watch it! She might be VC!

That little boy there in arms, I felt safe.

And I felt warm.

I could have died right there and then none of it would have mattered.

The one truth that I know in all my years is that that man saved

me by offering up his own life.

And I wasn't there to save his.

got my brother and he's gonna die too i know it i feel it he's gonna he's gonna

die too

Allow me.

All right, you young men, put the weapons down.

Go ahead,

Rick. Break his neck.

Down there.

Come on, move it.

You all right?

I will be, I think.

If I can keep you out of trouble long enough.

you