All language subtitles for The.Waltons.S08E23.The.Medal.WEBRip.x264-ION10

[men laughing]

(male #1)
'Get a load of them
fancy ribbons.'

Where did you get them, boy?
Won them at the county fair?'

Roger, you shouldn't have come.

I had to see you.

It's about tomorrow night.

Please say you'll come
to see me.

Roger, you shouldn't be here.
Please go.

You aren't so tough.

(laughing)

[speaking Spanish]

Maria Elena.

Maria Elena,
I'm sorry I hit you.

Mary Ellen, if this thing
goes against me

you ain't heard
the last of it.

- Oh, I was scared to death.
- Me, too.

I still am.

[theme music]

[music continues]

[instrumental music]

(John-Boy)
They came from the mountains,
from the plains

the East Coast and the West.

During World War II, America
was a nation on the move.

People from all walks of life

and different sections of the
country were coming together

learning about
each other's customs

exchanging ideas and
sometimes falling in love.

I'm sure sorry about this.

There's going to be
a short wait

while I adjust the carburetor
on this old crate.

Oh, there's pop and candy
inside Godsey's store here,

Won't take, but
a few minutes.

George, did you bring me
some medical supplies?

I sure did. They're in a box
by my seat there.

The health officer brought them
down to the depot himself.

Thanks.

That fellow in the back

I bet you anything
he's one of them.

- In a paratrooper uniform?
- Yeah.

I believe you're right,
Smitty.

Some shipmates of mine beat up
on a gang of them out in LA.

- Excuse me.
- Let the lady by.

Wait a minute.

Just like I told you, Casey.
He's one of them, mob.

- 'What's that word?'
- Pachuco.

Yeah, pachucos.

(Smitty laughing)

Look at him. He's still
wearing his zoot suit.

Ain't he fancy? Oooh!

Real spic-and-span,
mostly a spic.

'You know something else.'

I bet you his mama's still
flipping frijoles all day long.

(men laughing)

Hey, Casey, get a load
of them fancy ribbons.

Where did you get them, boy?
Won them at the county fair?

Oh, God!

Ow!

Easy.

(Smitty)
'Oh, this is..'

'No, no.'

Excuse me, miss, can you tell me
where the Willard house is?

I'll take you there.

Thank you.

[instrumental music]

I'm Mary Ellen Willard.

You were married
to Curtis Willard?

No kidding.
Well, you're why I'm here.

I was at Pearl Harbor
during the attack.

I still have trouble
talking about that day.

Yeah, me too.

But I had to see you.

See, I wouldn't be here if it
hadn't been for Major Willard.

He saved my life that day.

[instrumental music continues]

Sergeant, looks like
you've been around.

Pacific, Africa, Europe.

Just about everywhere
we're fighting.

Oh, when you're airborne,
you really get around.

I wish this war would
hurry up and be over.

I'm afraid it's a long ways
from being over.

Is that how most of the men
feel about it, Sergeant?

Yes, sir. It's a long way
from Britain to Berlin.

And the Pacific

that's where Ben thinks his
Seabee outfit will be sent.

(John)
'Hell, I hope it's all over
before he has to go.'

Ben got a weekend pass,
will you be back by then?

I hope so.

I have to talk to
the men at co-op

and then see Matt Sarver
in Richmond.

- Nice to meet you, Sergeant.
- Thank you, sir.

But before you leave there's
something I'd like you to read.

It took me a while to find out
who had carried me to cover

when I was wounded at Pearl.
It was Major Willard.

I wrote a letter about it.

When I was in Washington
the other day..

...well, the President thought
I should be the one

to bring this
to the major's family.

- President Roosevelt?
- Yes, sir.

I'm afraid it's
a little late, but..

Well, the major's been
awarded the Silver Star

for gallantry in action.

The letter will explain it all.

[instrumental music]

"The office of the President
of the United States.

"Dear Mrs. Willard, we regret
that there has been a delay

"in awarding this decoration
to your late husband

"Major Curtis J. Willard.

"Through the efforts of
Sergeant Edward A. Ramirez

"the heroic actions
of Major Willard

"on December 7th, 1941
have finally been recognized.

"On that date, Major Willard

"with complete disregard
for his own safety

"rescued several wounded men,
bringing them to safety

"from the guns of
low-flying enemy aircraft.

"Though wounded himself,
he refused medical attention

"and continued to save lives
until he lost his own.

"Through the bravery of
Americans like Curtis Willard

"we shall win this war
against tyranny

and once again have peace
throughout the world."

'It's signed
Franklin D. Roosevelt.'

[instrumental music]

Corabeth?

It is you, Corabeth,
isn't it?

Yes, but do I know you?

Well, you did once.

I could only worship you
from afar then

so you probably
don't remember me.

I beg your pardon.

I'm Roger Westerby.

We went to school together
in Doe Hill.

Right.
Yes, of course.

Roger Westerby,
but you wore glasses then.

Yeah, I was so shy
I could never say a word.

Never to you, anyway.

You were the star
of the drama department

'and winner
of the declamation contest'

and a dancer...
and beautiful.

And you still are.

Roger, perhaps
you still need glasses.

(Roger laughing)
'No.'

My eyes actually got better
after I moved to Cincinnati.

Oh, do you live in
Charlottesville now?

Oh, no, no, no.
We are just stationed nearby.

Getting ready
to ship out soon.

Oh, dear.

I'm sorry to hear that.

Well, then, won't you
have dinner with me?

You know, one last fling.

You could even read
some of that poetry to me.

I used to love the sound
of your voice.

You did?

Oh, I did.

Will you...have dinner?

Oh, Roger, I.. I can't.

You see, I don't live
in Charlottesville.

I'm just here for a meeting of
the State Retailers Association.

'I really must return home.'

Sounds impressive.

No, not really.

You see, I'm connected with
the Godsey Supermarket chain.

'I live in Jefferson County.'

Well, I really must go.

We could even go dancing.

Oh, I'd love to see
you move again.

You were the most
graceful thing I'd ever seen.

Oh, dear.

I wish you had said
something about it then.

Well, I really must go.

Goodbye, Roger. Adieu.

Corabeth, wait.

[instrumental music]

[speaking Spanish]

Hang onto him a second.
I want to show him something.

What's he got?

Say thank you.

From the way you get along
with John Curtis

I'd say you've had some
experience with little ones.

I've got lots of little brothers
and sisters out in California.

What did you do in Los Angeles
before the war?

I wanted to be a teacher.

But I got drafted before
I could go to college.

Looks like you made
a good soldier.

That was only after your husband
handed my life back to me.

You know after I got out
of the hospital

I decided to become
the best soldier I could.

I really felt I owed it
to him somehow.

Do the ribbons mean
you've got medals too?

Yeah, that's why
I was in Washington.

Major Willard was saving lives,
I was taking them.

'Isn't that what they
trained you to do?'

Yeah.

'I got to report back
next week.'

'All these big things
coming up.'

- You're welcome to stay here.
- No, I can't do that.

You got a big enough family
as it is.

Well, hi, there, Mary Ellen.

Say, how's that
big boy doing, huh?

- Oh, he's fine, Ep.
- Oh, he sure is.

This is Sergeant Ramirez.

- Sergeant.
- Sheriff.

They told me I might
find you out here.

Something wrong?

Were you mixed up
in some kind of fracas

down in front of Ike's store
with a sailor?

Yes, sir, but there
wasn't much to it.

Not according to the sailor.

He's filing charges against you.
He says you broke his arm.

Oh, I didn't mean
to do that.

I saw it. It was self-defense
Pure and simple.

Holding a meeting at my office
as soon as Smith feels well.

You better come along,
Mary Ellen, as a witness.

'In the meantime, Sergeant,
you have to stick around.'

Look, Sheriff...
that sailor grabbed me.

He insulted my family.

Well, I know,
but, uh..

Ep, the sergeant can stay here,
I'll be responsible for him.

Okay, Mary Ellen.
I'll be giving you a call.

Looks like you're staying
after all, Eddie.

You shouldn't get mixed up
in this, Mary Ellen.

Mexicans and the law
don't mix too well.

I don't want it
to rub off on you.

[instrumental music]

- How far are we riding today?
- About six miles.

I have to take prescriptions
to some people up in the hills.

Where did you learn to ride?

I used to be an exercise boy
at a race track.

- Well, let's ride.
- Okay.

[instrumental music]

You know what, Corabeth,
I got to see a man about a dog.

What?

Oh, excuse me. I've got
to go to the powder room.

[door bell chimes]

So, this is
the Godsey Supermarket.

Oh, Roger.

How on earth did you
ever find me here?

Well, you're very well known at
the State Retailers Association.

I didn't want you to be
arrested for shoplifting

so I paid for that poetry book
you ran off with yesterday.

Oh, I was going to take that
back. Here, let me pay you.

No, don't do that.

Look, I have a better idea.

I saw this lovely pond with a
little bridge across it nearby.

Why don't we have a picnic?

You can read some of
that poetry to me.

Roger...I couldn't.

You see..

...I'm married to Mr. Godsey.

'Yeah, I know.'

It's something else I found out
at your Retailers Association.

Corabeth..

...I'm married too.

Now, Betty is a fine,
fine person.

It's just that..

Well, she's just not interested
in some of the things I am

'and uh..'

- It is so hard to explain.
- Yes, isn't it?

Oh, I mean I know it
must be difficult for you.

All I'm suggesting
is a harmless rendezvous

where we can recapture some
of the moments of our youth.

Roger, I can't.

Wouldn't you even consider it
for an old friend

who's going overseas
in a few days?

Meet me there in an hour,
Corabeth, please.

[footsteps approaching]

- He's coming.
- Please.

(Ike)
'Hi, Captain.'

(Roger)
'How do you do? Real nice place
you folks got here.'

'Thank you very much, sir.
Something we can do for ya?'

'Oh, no, no, no.
Thank you.'

'I was just driving through your
beautiful countryside and uh..'

'Well, frankly I got lost.'

But I know where
I'm going now.

Thank you.

- Good day to you, sir.
- Okay.

You have a nice trip.

Seems like a nice fellow, huh?

[instrumental music]

[pleasant music]

Have you given up smiling
for the duration?

Well, I don't have many
happy thoughts these days.

I think it's that uniform.

You've to look mean
to live up to it.

Oh, yeah?

Yeah.

Somewhere under that grim look
is a warm-hearted person

with a sense of humor.

You aren't so tough.

[laughing]

Come on, soldier.
Show me some moves.

Come on, come on.

Maria Elena, you're going
to get hurt, alright.

Not with you just
standing there, soldier.

Come on.

[speaking Spanish]

Maria Elena.

Maria Elena,
I'm sorry I hit you.

- You're not hurt.
- I might have been.

I would never do that.

[pleasant music]

(Corabeth)
"Nor, what may count
itself as blest

"The heart that
never plighted troth

"But stagnates
in the weeds of sloth

"Nor any want begotten rest

I hold it true, whatever befall
I feel it when I sorrow most"

Oh, dear!

I had forgotten what a romantic
Lord Tennyson was.

"I hold it true, whatever befall
I feel it when I sorrow most

"'Tis better to have loved
and lost

Than never to have
loved at all"

Right?

Oh, yes.
Yes, the words are right.

I'm not sure about the morality.

There's a poem I remember.

I wanted to recite it
to you back then

but I was going off
to Cincinnati

and not the European Theater
of Operations.

"Tell me not, Sweet,
I am unkind

"That from the nunnery of thy
chaste breast and quiet mind

"To war and arms I fly.

"True, a new mistress
now I chase

"The first foe in the field

"And with a stronger
faith embrace

"A sword, a horse, a shield

"Yet this inconstancy is such
As you too shall adore

"I could not love thee,
Dear, so much

Loved I not honor more"

I must go.

Oh, I must go.
They'll see us.

Then meet me tomorrow at noon.
I have to see you again.

No, I can't.

'I'll be waiting.'

It's impossible, Roger.

(Elizabeth)
I wish Jim-Bob could see you.

He thinks you're such a rough,
tough paratrooper.

Well, there are two sides
to every coin, you know.

[phone ringing]

Oh, I'll go get it.

I think Virginia likes uniforms.

She pays a lot more attention
to Ben than she ever does to me.

Yeah, just a second.
He's right here.

Eddie, I think it's the Sheriff.

- Here, I'll take her.
- Thanks.

- Here.
- Thanks.

Thank you.

Hello.

Yes, sir, right away.
Okay, I'll be right there.

You know, Corabeth, the Baldwin
ladies and their shopping list

they don't have the slightest
idea if there are any shortages.

I guess I'm just going to have
to make some substitutions.

Mr. Godsey..

...did you miss me
this afternoon?

No. Very, very busy.

I see.

Oh, how was that, uh,
Red Cross meeting?

- Oh, I didn't go.
- 'You didn't, how come?'

Well, it was such
a beautiful spring afternoon

that I...I stopped
near Drucilla's Pond

and took a walk.

Well, that's good.
I'm glad you did that.

You know, you work too hard.

'What with the store and, uh,
the Retailers Association'

'and the rationing
and all that.'

I really don't mind.
I want to do my part.

Oh, yeah, but you don't want
to do too much, huh?

He's lying, Sheriff.
His kind's real good at that.

Well, now-now,
that's enough, Mr. Smith.

Your son and his friends here

have already made their
depositions and as soon as I..

Well, sergeant's here,
I'll send him

into the nearest military
authorities to get a ruling.

Now, is that understood?

By the way, where's Mary Ellen?
Thought she's gonna testify.

Can we leave her out of this?

Well, sure.
If you want it, Sergeant.

'Okay, talk slow
and I'll take your statement.'

One of them grabbed me.

[typewriter clacking]

I defended myself.

Okay, go ahead.

That's what happened.

Nothing more to say.

[dramatic music]

Sergeant, are you sure that, uh,
that's all you want to say?

That's the truth,
why say more?

I just don't..

I got to tell you that
all these other statements

'completely contradict
everything you've said.'

'And that could go against ya.'

That's his problem,
not yours, Sheriff.

That's right. He ought to get
everything that's coming to him.

- Hi, Sheriff.
- Mary Ellen.

Why didn't you wait
for me, Eddie?

The Sheriff said to
get right down here.

Are you gonna make
a statement or not?

Yes. I saw exactly
what happened.

You talking for
this greaser?

I'm speaking for myself.
Can we get on with this, Ep?

(Mr. Smith)
I've done business
with your daddy.

Does he know
what you're up to?

Mr. Smith, I think it's time
you take your son

and his friends on home.

'I'll make sure you get a copy
of any further statements made.'

You know what I heard, Pa?

Heard she's kind of
sweet on that Mex.

'You know what, Sheriff?
He's staying at her place.'

Smitty.

You've made your statement.
Now, get on out of here.

All of you, come on.
Out of here.

Alright, Mary Ellen, let's
hear what you've got to say.

Corabeth, please just, just
listen to me for a minute.

All I wanted to do was take you
to this quaint little tea room

for a pleasant luncheon and
intelligent adult conversation.

I believe you, Roger,
but I just simply cannot

bring myself to leave Mr. Godsey
alone here in the store again.

I mean, I.. I called
to tell you that I..

...I just don't feel
that's right.

But don't you understand?
I may never see you again.

I'm going off to war, I want
to have something to remember.

'I want to be with you.'

Oh, Roger, please
don't say those things.

I cannot listen.
I must not listen.

Well, then just
listen to your heart.

I love you, Corabeth,
and I always have.

Oh, Roger.

- You don't mean that.
- I must see you again.

No, Roger, I can't.
I'm sorry.

[door opening]

I must go.

Who's on the phone, Corabeth?
Anything important?

No. No, nothing important.

I want to thank you
for what you did

but I don't think people around
here are going to like it.

I really couldn't care less
about what people say.

I never have.

I knew that
the first time I saw you.

Is that right?

Yeah, when I got
off the bus..

I mean, there you were
looking me right in the eye.

We don't have many
like you around here.

Mexicans?

Paratroopers.

[Horn blaring]

Uh, must be Jim-Bob.

I promised him I'd go with him
to deliver some lumber.

Sounds like a lot of fun.

I'm sorry, Mary Ellen,
I did promise him.

You know, I thought that
perhaps tonight after supper

we might listen to some music,
or read poetry to each other.

Huh. Well, I don't know
about poetry.

I guess I could listen to that
Guy Lombardo record again.

On second thought,
I think I'll just read.

Well, it's not
a bad idea either.

You know, I'm reading
a great novel.

It's called, uh,
Forever Amber.

It's a real classic. It's about
that thick, and the scenes..

[whistles]

[door bell chiming]

Well, Corabeth, look who's here.
The captain is back.

- Well, you get lost?
- Oh, no, no, no, sir.

It just seems I can't get enough
of your beautiful countryside.

[laughs]

Well, can I get something
for you while you're here?

Well, as a matter of fact,
I could use some gasoline.

- Five gallons would do it.
- Coming right up.

While you're waiting, have
a soda pop. On the house.

Thank you.

- You shouldn't have come.
- I had to see you.

It's about tomorrow night.
Please say you'll come see me.

Roger, you shouldn't be here.
Please go.

(Roger)
"Dearest Corabeth,
I have received my orders.

"I long to be with you.

"Please come to the Winslow
Hotel tomorrow night

"for a farewell supper.

"See you at 7:00 in the lobby.

"I could not love thee,
Dear, so much

Loved I not honor more."

Has anybody noticed how
special our suppers get

when Ben has
a weekend to pass?

Now, wait a minute,
Jason's coming home too.

Mary Ellen, J.D. took Eddie
through the plant today.

Yep, and Jim-Bob took him
to the playground.

Showed him his friends and
they all went out for beer.

- A beer?
- Root.

I think it's bad Eddie doesn't
spend more time with Mary Ellen.

I'm really not that
interested in him.

He's got a lot of things he has
to work out for himself.

That must be them.

- She's not interested at all.
- No, of course not.

No, not a bit.
You can tell.

- Daddy home, Mary Ellen?
- No, he isn't.

Is there something
I can do for you?

Yeah, you keep your nose out of
things that don't concern you.

My boy here figures whatever
you had to say about

that little set to the other day
wouldn't go good with the Navy.

I just told the truth.

- Sure, you did.
- We was there too, you know?

How come you're so friendly
with that zoot-suiter?

Nice girl like you
ought to know better.

Your daddy ought to give you
a good whipping, Mary Ellen.

- Or somebody ought to..
- Maybe I should.

'What's that you
were saying, sailor?'

You tell your daddy
I want to talk to him.

Us mountain folks
got to stick together.

Come on, boys.

Mary Ellen, if this thing
goes against me

you ain't heard the last
of it, you hear me?

- Thanks for backing me.
- Oh, I was scared to death.

- Me too.
- So was I.

I still am.

[guitar music]

[singing in Spanish]

[singing continues]

That was beautiful.

What does the Spanish
mean, Eddie?

It's a very passionate song.
Wouldn't want to embarrass you.

- Cindy and I loved it.
- It was beautiful, thanks.

Don't you think it's
romantic, Maria Elena?

Sure, but I think that
my name in Spanish

is much better than
plain old Mary Ellen.

Well, there's nothing plain
about Mary Ellen, Maria Elena.

Well, I think it's
time for dessert.

"I could not love thee,
Dear, so much

"Loved I not honor more.

Loved I not honor more."

So you're about
finished up, honey?

Yes.

I was delayed because I got
a phone call from Aunt Minerva.

Hand me that wastebasket,
will you, honey?

So, uh, how's your
old Aunt Minerva?

Well, she's fine,
just as sprightly as ever.

Um.

In fact, she, uh, asked me
to come to Charlottesville

and have dinner with
her tomorrow night.

What do you think
about that?

Oh, it's okay by me as long
as I don't have to go.

Well, let's, let's call
it a night, huh?

I'll go lock up.

- Have some more coffee, Ep.
- Thank you.

Eddie, will be down
in a minute.

- Okay.
- And what about Eddie?

- Think he's gonna go to jail?
- Sergeant Ramirez is a hero.

He got the Silver Star from
the president about a week ago

along with a couple of
Purple Hearts, Bronze Star.

That's a chest
full of medals, Ep.

Not like what you got
in the last war.

- Do you know how he got them?
- Yeah, sure do.

He parachuted into Sicily
on a special assignment

with a Ranger outfit and
he killed a lot of enemy troops.

- Good morning, Sergeant.
- Sheriff.

Hey, I got news for you.
Good news.

Because of your record,
Mary Ellen's testimony

you're free to go.

Well, I'm glad to hear that.

'I'm afraid those sailors
are going to have to face'

some disciplinary action, when
they return from shore leave.

Anyway, I want you
to know, Sergeant

I'd be proud to
shake your hand.

I'm sorry things happened
the way they did.

- Good luck to you, huh?
- Thank you, sir

Well, I guess I'd better
be on my way.

So long, everybody.

- Thanks for the coffee.
- See you later, Sheriff.

Thanks, Ep.

What's the matter
with everybody?

Nothing, we're just happy
things turned out okay.

Eddie, I'm playing at
the Dew Drop Inn tonight.

Why don't you and Maria Elena
come along and celebrate?

- Ben and I are going.
- We'd love it if you'd stay.

Okay.

You got to keep me out of jail.

[all laughing]

- I'm so glad you came.
- I wish I were.

I know someone
is going to see me.

We don't have to
worry about that.

I've arranged for a very special
supper to be served in my room.

Champagne, caviar, soft music,
everything for you, my love.

In your room?

I don't want to
share you with anyone.

But I..
I can't do that, Roger.

I mean, I feel badly enough
as it is about Mr. Godsey.

He sees you every day.
This is my last chance.

I can't lose you now.

But Ike is my husband.

Yeah, I know,
and I keep thinking about Betty.

I have to admit it,
it was difficult

for me registering here
for two.

But life seems so precious now.
I want to live every moment.

But Ike has been
very kind to me..

...and loving..

...in his way.

It's now or never, Corabeth.

Sorry I'm late.
I was checking with Elizabeth.

'She's taking charge of John
Curtis and Ginny this evening.'

You look beautiful.

But I have to talk to you.

Alright, I'm a good listener.

I like you very much, but..

Well, the Sheriff told you this
morning about those medals

and why I got them.

Even in the barrio back in LA,
I couldn't stay out of trouble.

But now they've turned me
into a professional killer.

'Look, I could've killed
that sailor the other day.'

When I get mad,
I get crazy.

I don't want to hurt you or get
you mixed up in any trouble.

- Don't I have a choice?
- You really don't know me.

I know you haven't acted
like a professional killer

with John Curtis
or little Ginny.

The rest of the family
feels good about you.

As for me..

...you've been
gentle and protective

hardly signs of you being
any kind of a killer.

I admit that sometimes when
you're in one of your moods

you sort of scare me.

But you've made me feel
like a woman again.

I haven't felt that way
in a long time.

Maybe I like that
Latin temper of yours.

It means you're alive.

I only hope I can control it.

You should count to 10
before you do anything rash.

Okay.

[counting in spanish]

[instrumental music]

[car approaching]

[door bell chiming]

You haven't closed up yet?

Well, I had, I had
some bookwork to do

and I didn't notice
what time it was, I guess.

You're home early.

Oh, well..

Well, Aunt Minerva
wasn't feeling very well

and so we just
had a brief visit

and we decided that we'd
have supper some other time.

I'm sorry that Aunt Minerva
isn't feeling well.

Sure am glad
you're home early.

I thought about you
the whole way.

You're a good man, Ike,
and I love you dearly.

I adore you, Corabeth.
I really do.

So much so that I went out
and bought you a present.

A new record album.

- More Guy Lombardo?
- No, sire.

Your favorite opera, Carmen.

Ole, Mr. Godsey. Ole.

I'll go up and change into
something more comfortable.

'I'll be right along, Corabeth.'

"I could not love thee,
Dear, so much

Loved I not honor more."

[guitar music]

We ought to go on
the road, Eddie.

We probably will,
the road to Berlin.

Look here.

- Guess who's here, boys.
- I see him.

[laughing]

It's them Waltons.

You know what they are, boys?
A bunch of spic-lovers.

(Ben)
'Go home, Smitty, you're drunk.'

Well, now, if it ain't
Mr. Big Shot Seabee.

You got that hammer and saw
all polished up there, Ben-Boy?

Get out of here, you jerks.
You're disgracing that uniform.

Ben, don't.

Alright, everybody take it easy.
We don't want any trouble.

You got it, buster.
You know why?

For standing up for this greaser
instead of one of your own kind.

Start counting, Eddie.

- One.
- One.

What's the matter,
Mr. Zoot Suit?

'You don't want
to try it again?'

- Two.
- Two.

Three.

Why don't you go back to
bullying little kids, Smitty.

Keep counting.

'What's the matter, Erin?
You sweet on this beaner too?'

- Five.
- 'I figured he'd be chicken.'

'He's got to sneak up
on you to fight.'

Seven, eight, nine, 10.

Look, I don't know where
you guys have been

but I was in Africa and Sicily,
at Anzio, and on into Italy.

You and me, and my friends, we
don't have to fight each other.

We're on the same side, because
we all believe in freedom

and being equal.

And the right for a man
to make his own way

no matter how much
money he's got

'color of his skin,
or his religion.'

Well, I got nothing
against you guys.

Now, if you want
to fight me, okay.

I'll make it
interesting for you.

If you'd rather fight with me
in the ETO or the Pacific

side by side,
that would suit me better.

Look, I'm sorry about your arm.

I get mad too easy.

Join me for a walk,
Maria Elena?

Let's hit the bar, boys.

Come on, everybody,
let's have a good time.

Johnny comes marching home.

* When Johnny comes marching
home again, hurray, hurray *

* When Johnny comes marching
home again, hurray, hurray *

You know what, I'm sure glad
you taught me how to count.

* We'll all feel gay when
Johnny comes marching home *

* When Johnny comes marching
home again, hurray, hurray *

* When Johnny comes marching
home again, hurray, hurray **

(male narrator)
Meeting Eddie Ramirez
made Mary Ellen realize

that she could still be swept
away by romantic feelings.

And the sergeant discovered
he was still a human being

and not just
a fighting machine.

He returned to his air-borne
division in time to take part

in the first wave of the Allied
forces attack on D-day.

(Corabeth)
'Goodnight, Mr. Godsey.'

(Ike)
'Goodnight, Corabeth.'

[theme music]