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MAN:
No... it's on.

It's on?

Look, that thing on
the side-- it's blinking.

Hey, Allie, it's me,

coming to you from beautiful
downtown Af-ganny-stan.

And this over here
is my buddy Tommy Lehane.

Two-time Orange County
short board surfing champion

and my personal bodyguard...

Hey, hey, hey,
Michael's sister.

Hey, is she hot, dude?

Can you hook me up?

Chill, brother.

She's totally married.

And a mom.

Hey, Joe. Hey, kids.

Uh, Bridgette, Ariel, and...

I can't remember
what the other one's name is.

Anyways,
Uncle Mike is doing fine.

Just over here fighting
for freedom and beer...

and chips and dip
and whatnot.

So don't worry.

The company just sent us
this camera

so we could send back
video letters,

and I was the first one
who got it, so...

Yeah, 'cause he's still
learning how to write.

( laughing )

Stand down, soldier.
Stand down.

Anyways, we're over here
in, uh...

I don't even know
where the hell we are.

We just got here.

Uh, we're protecting some
shelled-out little village

that nobody's ever heard of.

And this over here...

( gunfire and yelling )

( gasping )

Medic!

Incoming!

Medic!

( gasps )

Benoit. B-E-N-O-I-T.

He's with the 47th Infantry.

My name? Dubois.

Well, I'm married.

No. Benoit's not my maiden name.

He's my half brother.

No, wait, wait.

( children fussing )

I just called them.
They told me to call you.

( knocking )

Yes, I'll hold.

Hey, there's nothing on
the CNN website

or the State Department
home page

about any attack
involving the 47th.

The kids are dressed,
they're fed.

-Hello? -So I'm just going
to run them off to school.

Hello. Yes, I'm looking
for information

on the 47th Infantry.

My brother--
Specialist Michael Benoit.

Ma'am, please don't
transfer me.

I have been on the phone

with every branch of
the government since 5:30 a.m.

She's going to check.

She's actually
going to check.

Yes, I am a family member.

Hey.

I'm his sister.

-What are you doing? -Okay,
you're transferring me to who?

All right, can you give me

the direct dial number
just in case we get...

Hello? Hello? Damn it!

( crying )

Got disconnected.

Is Mom okay?

Mom's just worried.
Take your sister.

Put her in
the car seat.

I'll be right out.

Okay, good girl.
Okay, go on, go on.

Here.

What are
you doing, Joe?

Just stop for a minute.

You've been on the phone
for three hours.

I've checked all
the news services

and the government
websites.

You've called every agency
imaginable.

And no one knows
anything

about any ambush on the 47th.

Well, maybe they haven't
found them yet.

Maybe they're not
releasing the information.

Maybe it hasn't happened yet.

I could warn them, Joe.

I could warn them, if someone
would just listen to me.

It's 8:25 in the morning.

Don't you have an appointment
with your boss at 10:00?

Yeah. I don't think
I'm going to make that.

Right. You need to stay home
and worry about something

that may or may not
have happened

to someone you haven't
seen in five years

and didn't much like
before that.

He's my brother.

Well...

Well, we have the same mother.

Okay, but you didn't exactly
grow up together.

I don't care about that.
I'm talking about somebody

who might be laying dead
in the dirt somewhere.

More likely passed out
in a bar somewhere.

I can't believe
you just said that.

Allison, the man missed
our wedding

because he was so stoned
at the airport

and having such a trippy time

watching the planes
taking off and landing,

that he forgot to get on one.

That was 11 years ago.

Look, I'm just saying

it's the 21st century, okay?

When something like this
happens, it's on the news

in 15 minutes.

I think the thing to do
is go on with our day.

You know what?
Go on with your day.

So you're not going to work?

I'm going to work!

I'm going to work!

I love you, too.

WOMAN:
And in international news today,

no reports
of American casualties

for the sixth straight day
in either Iraq or Afghanistan.

Oil production remains steady
as tensions continue to ease

and American forces report
no casualties

for the sixth straight
day in a row...

MAN: It's not a police action,
it's a war.

WOMAN: Well, right now
it's apparently no action,

since reports from both Iraq
and Afghanistan

indicate a prolonged
period of calm.

What's this?

What does it look like?

An address.

Incredible.

And still some people
doubt you.

You know,
I'm so not in the mood.

Sorry.

Something wrong?

I don't know. Maybe not.

Certainly all the evidence says

it's nothing.

It's nothing.

So what's this?

Like you said, just an address.

But I'd like you to drive
over there,

maybe spend some time.

See if you get any kind
of impression off of it.

I mean, is it a house?
Is it a business?

I'm confused.
Is it a crime scene?

I mean, isn't there some kind
of file I could look at?

Nope.

If it's
all right with you,

I'd like to hear
what you think

after you've been there.

Without any kind
of influence from me.

Who are you?

I asked who you were.

My name's Allison.

What's your name?

Is this your house?

Uh-huh.

I'm Diedre.

Are you Daddy's friend?

Mom says you're the reason
he comes home late every night

and is on the phone
all the time.

No, honey, I've never even
met your dad.

Is he here?

No. Not since the fire.

Since the fire, Mom says
he's with her.

What about your mom?

Is she here?

I have to go to my room.

Wait.

Wait.

DEVALOS:
The fire was set intentionally

in two places at around 3:00
in the morning.

The first ignition site was
outside the daughter's room.

The second ignition site
was the master bedroom.

We believe that the wife woke up

and tried to save the daughter
but couldn't.

The daughter perished.

The wife has been in a coma
for several weeks.

She's not expected
to recover.

What about the husband?

Husband claims to have
been working

all night in his office

trying to get out
a last minute deadline.

Anyone corroborate that?

Mm-hmm.
His assistant.

-A woman.
-Mm-hmm.

The daughter mentioned

that her father had a friend.

Sounds like the marriage
had some trouble.

The daughter mentioned that?

She happen to tell you
who set the fire?

Well, she wanted to,
but I wouldn't let her.

I told her you'd be upset
if she made it too easy for us.

Any chance
the assistant's the friend?

We're watching
both of them.

So how'd you like to spend
some quality time

with the comatose mother?

Excuse me?

Well, I don't
really know

how these things work,

but you never know.

She might have seen something--

might have even seen
who did it.

But how does
that work?

If someone's
in a coma

do you... can you...?

I don't know.

But she's in
the hospital, right?

I'm really not crazy
about hospitals.

Oh. Well, I just assumed.

I mean, you've had three kids.

You know what, it's fine.
Set it up.

I'll be fine.

MAN:
...yards from the Americans.

Two Americans were killed.
A third died...

WOMAN: ...views on democracy
and the Middle East has...

JOE:
Okay, kisses, stories...

It is so not
my bedtime.

Yeah, we want
to watch cartoons.

( car approaching )

Someone's here.

MAN:
Big news for baseball fans...

There's a car
in front of the house.

It has a big
eagle on the door,

like the President's car.

Dad, two soldiers
are getting out.

Oh, my God.

JOE:
Ariel, go to your room.

Take your sister. Go.

You little bastard!

You hear that?
She called me a bastard.

My own sister
called me a bastard.

That's the last time
I fight a war for you.

Hey, Joe.

Welcome home, Mike.

Quit staring.

Ever since he walked in

you've been acting like
you've seen a ghost,

not in your usual way.

I can't help it.

That dream really
spooked me.

Don't say anything, okay?

About the dream?

About my dream,

or working in
the D.A.'s office, or any of it.

They wouldn't understand.

Okay.

( baby crying )

I'll get it. Go.
Be with your brother.

( laughing )

-Oh, there we go.
-Oh, man,

chips and salsa.

Just like Mom used to open.

We've been
living on MRE's

and hummus for a year.

I'll tell you, that gets
real old, real fast.

So when did
all this happen?

When did you get out?

And why didn't you call
and let me know

you were coming to town?

( mimicking )

Our tour just ended
last month.

Really?

Took us about a week to get
a transport to Germany.

And then we hung around
for a few days

until we could hook up something
to good old South Carolina.

Finally landed in Sky
Harbor today at noon.

-God bless America.
-God bless America.

And then you were
our first stop.

So back off, Sis...

We could've hitched a ride
all the way to Cali,

but Michael said
we had to stop here

and see his
big sister first.

Well... and we have that thing.

What thing?

A memorial service.

One of our buddies
didn't make it back.

Our sergeant.

I'm sorry.

TOMMY:
Yeah, he was a good guy.

Very good guy.

So, Mike...

what's your plan
now that you're back?

Yeah, besides
laying on my couch,

drinking beer
and watching court shows?

Well, as a matter of fact...

comfortable and roomy
as it may be,

this couch holds absolutely
no interest to this soldier

come 0800 Monday morning.

Oh, really?
Why is that?

That is because

that is when
Tommy and I

are off to
San Diego, California

to open ourselves up
a surf shop.

A what shop?

Right on the beach,

up to our asses in long boards
and beach bunnies.

( chuckling )

Is that something you want to do
or something you're going to do?

Oh, no, it's already
a done deal.

We're already incorporated
and everything.

Yeah, Tommy's coming
into some money.

Yeah, I got a little inheritance
from my grandfather.

A friend's renting us
the storefront.

Looks like Mikey's
grown-up card

is finally
getting punched.

You got it, man. Me and Lucky
are gonna be merchants.

"Lucky"?

It's a nickname.

It's not a nickname, man.

I'm telling you,
it's a fact.

This guy is my
lucky rabbit's foot.

He's my four-leaf clover.

Hell, I wouldn't
have made it back

in one piece if it
weren't for him.

-Really?
-Cut him off.

-Cut him off.
-No, man, come on.

I put my life in
this guy's hands, okay?

Everybody did.

Lucky said "zig,"
you zigged.

Lucky said "zag," ooh...
you better zag.

Zag, zig, zag.

( chuckles )

My tank is full.

I have to whiz. So...

-Down the hall.
-( bottles clank )

Oh, whoa, whoa!

I got it.

All the way down.

The end of the hall.

He's something, ain't he?

( car horn honks )

That's my cab.

Oh, goodness, I forgot.

Do you need
a place to stay?

Oh, no, no, no.
No, thanks.

No, actually,
I'm looking forward

to getting a little
room service

if you know
what I mean.

( laughs ):
I'm sorry.

It was real nice
meeting you folks.

Tell the kid I'll be back
for him tomorrow, okay?

You sure you don't
want to wait

and say good-bye
to Michael?

Oh, no, that's okay.

You can tuck
him in for me.

He looks pretty good,
don't you think?

For a functional alcoholic,
absolutely.

You know he's still out there
drinking by himself?

Wow, who died and appointed you
the mayor of Funville?

You're forgetting,

I've done my fair share of
drinking once upon a time.

In fact, I did
your fair share, too.

I believe that you
were attempting

to quiet the voices
in your head.

What's his excuse?

I think you're making
a mountain out of a molehill.

Excuse me?

Have you seen
the pile of empties

next to your brother?

I'm getting up early

and taking all those
bottles to the recycler

so I can retire
a wealthy man.

That's not nice.

He just got home.

He's been through a lot.

They both have.

But he's alive.

He's home.
He's here.

And he's alive.

( crunching )

( moans )

( crunching )

( moans )

Hey, kid,

you want to turn those down
for me?

Wow, you don't sleep
in jammies?

Damn. I knew I forgot to do
something last night.

Where is everybody?

Where's your mom?

She's getting ready for work.

Since when does she work?

What does she do?

She's a guesser.

For the State.

A "guesser."

What's that?

Well, you tell your mother
good morning for me

and tell her I wish her
good guessing.

Ready?

One second.

Oh, maybe you
misunderstood.

There's nothing
to record.

The woman's in a coma.

This isn't for her.
This is for me.

Excuse me?

Look, you see a hospital and
you think "care, hope, life."

And it is all of that.

But I get within 100 feet
of one of these places

and every soul that's passed
within the last 24 hours

and is still roaming
the halls thinks,

"Oh, great, there's
a medium on the floor.

"One last chance
to tell Aunt Tilly

that the will's
in the closet."

Okay, but I still
don't get...

When they realize
I can't hear them,

they tend to leave me alone.

Aha.

( rock music blaring )

I want to prepare you.

She's burned over
30 percent of her body.

Been in a coma
for three weeks.

Her prognosis
for survival is slim,

but there's still plenty of
brain wave activity.

Okay, I want
to prepare you.

I've never tried
to get something

off of someone
in a coma before.

I mean, I'll do
the best I can.

That's all I'm asking.

Mm-mm.

Would you like to hold her hand?

Oh? May I?

Sure.

Hey, how are you feeling?

Wow.

I took her hand and suddenly
everything just went black.

I don't know if
it was fear or anger

or some amazing kind of rage.

Well, I suppose I'd
feel all that, too,

if I knew that
my spouse

had tried to burn me
and my child to death.

Did she see him?

Did she see anyone
set that fire?

That's what I'm trying
to tell you, all I saw,

all she showed me
was black.

I got to go get my kids.

Who told you that?

I didn't hear that.

( TV playing loud )

Mike?

Michael,
I'm home with the girls.

You guys...

here, take your sister,
go change her.

-Go.
-Come on. Bridge, quick.

Michael.

What are you watching?

( woman moaning on TV )

( moaning )

( TV clicks off )

( guys chuckling )

Ally.

I just brought the girls
home from school.

Little Oral Annie?

Ooh.

I guess you were right,

it's not a kid's movie.

( laughing )

Want a beer?

I'm sorry.

You sure you want

to go into business
with this numskull?

What, are you kidding me?

See, I think you know
your little brother,

but I'm telling you,
you don't.

This guy's a born leader.

Now, our sergeant,
he was in charge,

but he wasn't the guy
people listened to.

-Knock it off. -He wasn't the
guy whose word you depended on,

-you know what I'm saying?
-Tommy, leave it alone.

I'm not saying anything
against the guy,

God rest his soul.

I'm just saying that
when the chips were down

-and the sides were taken,
-Tommy...

-I knew I could count
on Lucky... -Hey!

Tommy!

Shut up, man.

Got to drain the snake.

Bridgette.

Come here, baby.

Did you meet Tommy?

This is Uncle Michael's friend,
Tommy.

At ease, soldier.

Hey, mister,

did you ever kill someone?

Bridgette!

I'm sorry.
She's in first grade.

Don't worry about it.
That's okay.

Come here, sweetie.

I'll tell you what.

I don't know.

I shot a few, I guess,

but that was only 'cause
they were shooting at me.

( gunshot )

( moans softly )

Hey, you okay?

I'm fine. I'm fine.

Bridgette, come on.

Let's go do
your homework.

Get rid of that.

He's a soldier, Allison.

Killing is what soldiers do.

I mean, I actually thought
the guy was sort of

a positive influence.

No. I know,
I thought so, too.

It's just there's
something about the way

that they are together.

MAN:
Don't you ignore me!

Wait. Shh!

It's my legacy
we're talking...

Do you hear that?

Is that the TV?

He's gonna wake the girls.

I have a family,
damn it!

Allison, what are you
talking about?

Michael...?

Michael.

( moaning )

( moaning )

Hey, Sis.

What's going on?

What do you mean?

I heard a voice.

I don't know what
you're talking about.

A voice.
A man's voice.

And it wasn't your voice.

And it was very agitated.

Well, I don't know
what to tell you.

I'm the only one in here.

Yeah...

Well, it sounded like
he was talking to you.

But if I'm
the only one here...

Right.

Of course.

Sometimes this makes it
easier to sleep.

You think so?

Hmm, I'm feeling
sleepier already.

Now you want to get out of here
so I can get some rest or what?

Right.

I'll see you in the morning.

Uh-huh.

( snoring )

( grunting softly )

Would you like
to see our school?

It was her idea.

Nuh-uh.

One more time.

Soft... slow.

Mom is driving us to school.

Want to come?

That was nice of you to do that.

It meant a lot to the girls.

Mm-hmm.

I got to pee so bad
I can taste it.

( laughs )

I kind of like it.

Ew!

( laughs )

Is that beer in
Bridgette's cup?

That's beer, isn't it?

( electric window lowering )

You got to be kidding me.

Get rid of it now.

Fine.

( belches )

Where are we headed,
anyways?

One little stop--
something I have to do for work.

Wait.

Did y do this?

Kowabunga!
You're a pyromaniac.

Wait here a second,
will you?

Nice job, sis.

I was hoping

I would find you here.

I wanted to ask you
about that night,

about the fire.

I wanted to ask you
if you maybe saw something.

Maybe who might have set it.

Honey... it's important

that we know
the truth.

Even if the truth involves
someone we love.

I'm guessing you did see.

And I'm guessing
it was someone you knew.

Was it your father?

-( horn honking ) -MICHAEL:
Hey! My teeth are floating...

Diedre!

Diedre!

Wait!

Diedre!

( running footsteps on stairs )

-( door slam )
-Diedre!

Hey!

What are you doing?

Trying not to wet my pants.

No. Who are you
making faces at?

I'm not making faces;
this is what I look like

when my bladder's
about to explode.

You see her, don't you?

-See who?
-That little girl.

I'm guessing she's
up in her room

standing by the window?

MICHAEL:
Hey...

sis, there's nothing there.

Don't play with
me, Michael.

A little girl died
in this house.

Her mother's
still in a coma.

And the fire that did it,
it was intentionally set.

The police believe
the husband was

responsible, but they're having
a hard time proving it.

-Okay.
-I work for

the District
Attorney's Office.

I help them with cases,
difficult cases,

cases that can't be solved
by conventional means.

I can see things that
other people can't.

-You can "see" things?
-That's right.

Oh, so that's what the kid meant
by a "guesser," huh?

Hm.

So...

how's my surf shop gonna do?

( laughs ): Oh, no, I'm sorry,
I'm sorry. I... I guess I should

-take this more seriously.
-You really don't want

to have this conversation,
huh, Michael?

What conversation?

You saw that little girl.

-I didn't see anything!
-And the other night

you heard that man
screaming at you.

What I have,

you have.

( mocking ):
What I have, you have.

That's really sweet.

And, you know,
if it were blue eyes

or a weakness for fried foods,
I'd be tickled.

But you know something, I have
to draw the line at psychosis.

You're on your own there, sis.

-No, I'm not.
-Yes, you are.

Michael, your nickname
is "Lucky"

because you can see things
before they happen, right?

That must be a very valuable
talent in a war zone.

Sorry, sis, I've seen
way too much real life

to believe in any
of this mumbo jumbo.

-Oh, really?
-Yeah. Really.

Y-You're half right.

I've said a couple things
that turned out true,

but that's not so hard
when all someone's asking

is, "Are we gonna live
or are we gonna die today?"

You're bound to be half right--
and if I'm wrong,

there's not gonna be
anyone around to prove it.

You want to know
what I believe in?

I believe in percentages.

Now, does that make me psychic?

Me?

I say the wife did it.

And, hell, I got
a 50/50 shot of being right.

( knocking )

-Yeah?
-Specialists Lehane and Benoit

requesting permission
to enter, sir.

Come on in.

Hey, Sarge, uh,

Lucky and me were wondering
if we could talk to you

-about those orders
for tomorrow? -What about them?

Well, sir, it
seems that, uh,

Lucky here has had...
one of his feelings.

You guys are kidding me
with this stuff, right?

No, sir.

This man's intoxicated.

Hey, come on, man,
pull yourself together.

Tell the sergeant what you saw.

Um, I don't know, Sarge,

we're standing in the middle
of this Afghan village,

-and I'm talking to my sister...
-What?

Your sister lives
in an Afghan village?

No, man,
you're explaining it all wrong.

We get to that village, 'kay?

Sometime during the day,
the enemy's gonna start

hitting us with
mortars, all right?

And according to Lucky...

none of us survive.

Really?

Yes, sir.

But he doesn't look worried.

You worried, soldier?

Is there somewhere
that I could sit down?

Oh, man. Come on.

Look, Sarge, I know he's
a sloppy drunk, okay?

But I've been with the guy
eight months,

and I'm telling you,
when he tells you

something's gonna to happen...

What are we talking
about here, huh?

Winning card games?

Flipping quarters?

We're in a war here, mister.

You seriously expect me

to disobey
or disregard an order

because some alcoholic
told you we're all gonna die?

That guy's
a world-class screw-up.

Been in this man's army
eight years

and can't rise
above specialist.

But you... you ain't
barely been in a year--

you're going home
in three weeks, brother--

and you'd risk a dishonorable

'cause along
with pink elephants,

the town drunk here
told you he saw a vision?

Get out of here

before I throw your cowardly ass
in the stockade.

Sir, don't you think
we could just maybe...

just get lost, you know,
maybe...

-show up a day late?
-And be sure

and take your trash
with you when you go.

Sir.

Come on, man, get up!

Wait a second.

Just arrived from H.Q.

When we get where we're going
tomorrow, you two lovebirds

can make a tape,
let your families see

that you cowards
are safe and sound.

Now, get your asses
out of here.

Hey. Look at that.

I said get your sorry asses

out of here!

You two are the
sorriest excuses

for soldiers that I've ever
had the misfortune

of knowing, and let me tell you
something, Mr. "Why don't we all

just show up a day late
or maybe not at all..."

CHADWAY ( in distance ):
I'm pleading with you, soldier.

You can't let
my little boy grow up

thinking his daddy was a coward,

that his daddy killed himself.

You can't go
to that memorial tomorrow

and let those people
walk away thinking

I did this to myself.

I did not spend 14 years
serving my country

to have all that
I accomplished undone

by a drunken clown
and his cowardly friend!

Damn it, soldier,
open your eyes!

Look at me.

You can see me, can't you?

And you can
hear me, too.

It's 6:20 in
the morning.

You're up early.

Michael,

that man's family thinks
he killed himself.

He was here last night.

I spoke to him.

I know what happened.

Really?

Hey, Sis,
you don't know anything,

and for that matter,
neither do I,

and for everybody's sake,
I say we just leave it that way.

You have to tell them the truth.

The truth?

The truth is, far all I know,
he blew his brains out.

The truth is,
he was just as terrified

of going
on that mission

as we were. The truth...

( doorbell rings )

I told him not
to ring the bell.

I'll get it.

He's in the kitchen.

Tell him I'll
be back in a minute.

I'm going to go
throw on some clothes.

Hey.

What's with
your sister?

She, uh... she's not
a morning person, huh?

( laughs )

You didn't tell
her anything, did you?

About what?

Anything.

About what you know,

about what
a person might suspect.

No.

It's just hard lookin'
her in the eye is all.

( clears throat )

It's gonna be the
same this morning

with the sergeant's
family, you know?

Uh, no, I don't know, Mike.

You listen to me.

Now, for all the times
that we coulda ended up

caught, or hurt, or dead,

but we came through because
of whatever you dreamt,

or what you saw?

I owe you, okay?

But now you owe me,

'cause I'm saving
your life.

Here. Right now.

See, without this plan,
without this business

we're gonna do together--
you have nothing,

and you know it.

You can't function,

you can't hold down
a job, you can't...

you can't live
like a normal person.

Look at you.

Pathetic.

You're right.

I owe you.

You're damn right.

So I'm changing the plan.

I'm gonna go to the
memorial by myself.

You're gonna stay here,

and after it's all done,
then we'll... sunny California.

No. Can't. I can't do that.

I gotta go to the memorial.

No, no, you don't.

-Yes, I do.
-No. Now,

listen to me.

That'll only
mess you up, Mike.

Mike, you gotta

you gotta learn
to stay away

from the things
that hurt you.

I mean, what are you,
a pain freak? Huh?

You just
wanna feel bad?

( laughs )

Huh?

Now, come on.

Come on.

Sit down.

I'll go to the memorial,
pay our respects.

And hey, don't... nobody's
gonna think badly of you

for not coming down there.

Just... everybody handles
grief in their own way.

Right?

Okay.

Hey.

Huh?

You need a beer?

No.

I'm okay.

I heard the front door.

Tommy left.

He's gonna go
without me. Um...

I don't know if
I can handle it.

You're kidding yourself.

You think skipping
the funeral's

going to put
an end to it?

Michael.

There is not enough
beer in the world

to drown out
what you know.

There aren't
headphones tight enough.

There isn't
music loud enough.

I don't know anything!

That's a bunch of crap.

Michael!

You told Tommy
what was going to happen.

You told him
about your dream,

and when the sergeant
wouldn't abort the mission,

Tommy killed him.

I don't know that.

Oh, yeah, you do,

and so does
your sergeant,

and I am here
to tell you,

the rest of your life
is gonna be

like A Christmas Carol, except
without the happy ending.

No, you just get to keep seeing
ghosts at the end of your bed,

and you want to know why?

Not cause you have a gift,

but because you
have a conscience.

Excuse me, ma'am.

I just wanted
to let you know

that he was a good man,
your husband.

We were all very proud
to serve with him.

Thank you.

Save me a seat, will you?

I thought we agreed you being
here wasn't such a good idea.

I changed my mind.

Don't go doing
something you'll regret.

His family deserves
to know the truth.

The truth?

I'll tell you the truth.

The truth is, you,
me and half the guys in there'd

be dead right now if
it wasn't for me--

if I hadn't had the guts
to do what had to be done.

And you know what else?

He wouldn't've
made it either.

Sarge was a goner
no matter what happened.

So you tell me,
what the hell difference

does the truth make, huh?

What difference
does it make?

Hey!

You go in there,
it's over.

You hear me?

Without me,
you got nothing.

No California,
no surf shop.

All you got is a little
couch to sleep on

until your sister
gets so sick

of your sorry ass
she throws you out.

Mm-hmm.

Yeah, now, you think
about that, Michael. Hmm?

You think about that
long and hard

before you go in there
and do something stupid.

You're a loser, Michael.

You're a loser,
and you always will be.

You think this
changes anything? Huh?

Makes you a hero?

I'm no hero, Tommy.

I'm just a guy I want
to keep from going crazy.

DEVALOS:
Better sit down.

You're not gonna believe this.

I'm at the hospital, right?

Please don't ask me
to go down there.

You know how that turned out.

No need.

The wife regained consciousness.

Just got her statement.

It turns out you were right.

The husband was having
an affair with his assistant.

So he set the fire?

You're stepping
on my punch line.

He tells her he wants
out of the marriage.

Wife says fine, but she's

taking the house and kid--
only she didn't mean taking

as in divorce-settlement taking.

She meant taking as in
where-I'm-going-

you-can't-follow taking.

So I gave the Army
investigator your number.

I mean, if they want
to interview me again

or they need
me to testify.

I told them you
know where to find me.

Okay, but why
go anywhere at all?

I mean, what's
in California for you now?

You mean since
I outed

my financial backer
as a murderer?

I really don't know.

I'll figure
something out.

Well, figure
it out here.

"Here" is a nice
place to visit.

"Here" is a good place
to come back to.

"There's..."

a good place to start again.

"There's" a good place
to... be new.

You better call me.

Okay?

I promise.

Allison.

Mm-hmm.

Next bus doesn't leave
until tomorrow.

Okay.

Hey!

I almost forgot.

You were right.

What else is new?

About what?

That house I took you to.

The briquette?

The wife started the fire.

50-50 shot, just like
I told you, right?

Just like you told me.

BOTH AT ONCE:
Love you.

See, I knew you

were gonna say that.

I can see the future.

I'm a human marvel.