All language subtitles for Tour.Of.Duty.S02E12.UK.DVDRip

Right, left, right, left,
right, left.

Left, right, left, right,
left, right, left.

Right, left.

The Army trust a grunt

with rifles that fire
700 rounds a minute,

yet insist to use a ration card
to buy items

that any American could find
in any local drugstore...

Excuse me.

Family sick. Need...
Need alcohol and bandage.

You buy in PX for me?

I'm sorry, what?

What's she so scared of?

Vietnamese aren't allowed
to buy at the PX

unless they're real friendly
with us.

It's a ration card.

Uh-huh.

Sergeant Jackson.

Well, it's not exactly
a front-page story.

Well, why would
a Vietnamese girl have it?

Can you find out something
about Jackson for me?

She probably stole it.

Myron, please.

Just find out.
This could be a story.

Well, it sounds like
a long shot.

And what's so urgent
about a ration card?

Because we just got
a new bureau manager,

and since I'm the only
woman here,

of course, I've gotta
prove myself again.

You don't
have to prove yourself.

You're an excellent writer.

Yeah, well, I know that.

But he wants productivity.
He wants it quick and dirty.

Please?

All right, all right.

I will try and find out who
Sergeant Frank C. Jackson is.

But dinner at
the Officer's Club

says that a hooch maid
probably took this

when she was doing his laundry.

It's not important.

Let's go,
let's go, let's go!

You guys, left side.

All right.

Spread out. Spread out.

- We're clear.
- Cover!

Cover!

This Sergeant Jackson
must really rate

for them to be calling out
the dogs like this.

I don't know.
All they told me is

he's Special Forces'
sole contact

with the village informant.

His CO wants us to find him,
dead or alive.

Let's get it done.

All right.

Down, boy! Down!

Heel! Heel!

Put a muzzle on that sucker,
will you?

Hey, hey, hey, come on.

You sure that dog's okay,
Roselli?

He's more or less okay.
Just stay clear.

Okay, there's the trail
to Nang Ban ville.

Those woodchoppers
just walked it.

They say no sign
of Victor Charles.

Well, Sergeant Jackson
was camped out here

for a reason, Ruiz.

And we ain't taking no trail.

No.

Taylor,

take point with Roselli.

Whoa. Your dog's
a little nervous, huh?

After six straight months
tracking wounded VC in combat?

Last blood trail we were on

led to a 750-pound bomb
that killed four people.

No, we ain't nervous. We're
just glad we could be here.

No shoot.
Hold it right there!

Hold your fire!
No shoot.

Hold your fire!

Hey, Sergeant, John Wayne.

Taylor!

Yo!

Get back here
and check this kid out.

Ru...

Take your hat off.

Are you friend
Sergeant Jackson?

Check under his shirt.

Turn around.

That's napalm.

F-4, American jet.

It says, "Made in Texas."

Jackson hat. Ten gallon.

What do you know
about Jackson?

He camp that way.
About 100 yard.

I number one deputy.
I show the way.

We already know the way.

VC Injun watch for you.
I take you around.

Special Forces guys
make some strange friends.

Well, what do you think?

I'm thinking about the Indians.

We're gonna follow him, LT?

Real carefully.

All right, Percell, Moody,
saddle up!

This girl was trying to buy
PX supplies

with military money.

A hooch maid who knows her

thinks the VC
are making her do it.

Charlie's desperate for anything
that can be used for bandages,

antiseptic, even aspirin.

So what?

Where's the story?

She's Vietnamese.

So she has to get a GI
to shop for her.

Her friend thinks she's gonna
end up having to hustle GIs

at the Chitchat Club for this.

A prostitute.

I think it's an important story

on how the people we're supposed
to be defending are victimized.

Forget them! That sob-sister
junk is strictly a sideshow.

Concentrate on that, uh,
Special Forces guy, Jackson.

Find out the inside scoop
on Jackson

from that Lieutenant Goldman
you've been shacking up with.

What was he doing?
Where? When? Why?

Blood and guts. Catch?

Catch.

Security out.

All right, Roselli,
check out the path.

Taylor, you go with him.

What're you doing
with all this stuff?

Hey, John Wayne.

Sergeant Jackson
out hunt VC Injun.

He come back later.

You know that?

Me the number one deputy,
the kid.

LT, trail's about
80 meters back that way.

Charlie's already got
an ambush set up.

We got company!
Down. Stay. Stay.

White Horse Three,
this is two-six!

Heavy enemy contact.
We're pulling back to the LD.

Request immediate extraction.
Over.

Pull back to the LD!

Percell, Taylor, look out!

Leapfrog! Let's go!
Go, go, go!

Here it comes, now!
Get to the LD!

Now, now, now!

- Now! Here we go.
- Evacuate. Go, go, go!

Load him up.

- Watch his head. Take it easy.
- All right.

Let's go! He's bleeding!
Let's go!

Doesn't look like
you found Jackson.

No. And we lost a man.

But I can't talk
to you about it

till after I talk
to Special Forces,

if at all,
so don't even ask.

Roselli!

Hey, sit! Sit! Sit!

Look, you know this goes
without saying, man,

but thanks a lot.

It's all
in a day's work.

Well, my new bureau chief
is a slime.

He wants me to entice the story
out of you.

Sounds like fun.

He has no idea what I do.

Tonight, I'm just gonna go
down to the Chitchat Club

and see if I can
find that girl.

Maybe she knows
where Jackson...

Wait a minute.
Wait, wait, wait, wait.

First of all, the Chitchat Club
is on Trudeau Street.

I don't want you
going down there.

Well, I don't wanna end up
writing some fashion blurb

for some Portland newsletter.

My job is on the line here.

Don't worry.
I can handle it.

I will worry about it.

But I'll worry a lot less
if you take two guys with you.

You can buy 'em dinner
on the paper.

All right, I think
I can handle that.

Yeah?

Hey, Taylor! Percell!

What's going on here?

Uh, keepin' an eye
on that VC kid

they brought in from Nang Ban.

What are you
talking about?

First of all,
I brought him in.

Second of all,
he's not a VC kid.

He saved our butts
in an ambush today.

Hey, whoa.

Now, I'm just following orders.

Whose orders?

Captain Quentin Carey.

And if you're the sergeant
who brought the boy back,

the captain's looking for you.

Wrong. I'm looking for him.

This morning's attack

proves that Nang Ban
is being controlled by the VC.

Staff Sergeant Anderson
reporting as ordered, sir.

Next office, sergeant.

Have Lieutenant Goldman
brief you.

Mind telling me what in
the hell's going on here?

I'll tell you in here.

Carey works with
a Special Forces op called I-6.

You heard of it?
Yeah. They're classified.

They try to ID
the VC's secret government.

Right. They work with
the Vietnamese national police

all over the country.

Now, wait a minute.
If this Captain Carey

can trust the field police,
why can't he trust the kid?

Because it's his call.

And right now,
he just wants us

to worry about replacing Jackson
with a new man.

Tonto's the one that wants
to string the kid up,

and Carey's got him
under control.

My name is Nguyen.

Captain Carey would like
to see the both of you.

You recognize any of the men
who ambushed you

around Nang Ban village?

We were a little bit
rushed, sir.

The red armband means
they were the K-22.

That's the muscle of
Uncle Ho's secret army.

They bodyguard all
the communist officials,

which means we'd love to
have a nice, long talk

with one of them.

The rest of the time,
they use terror to destabilize

rural villages on which
American policy depends,

which means
we'd love to grease them.

Which do you recommend

for the villager
you brought back, sergeant?

None of the above.

Your lieutenant says
that kid led you

into the K-22 ambush
this morning.

Led us around it, sir.

The K-22 were watching for us.

The kid was smart enough
to keep us away from them.

All right, let's leave
the interpretation

to the experts, gentlemen.

Both of you and two of your men
be ready at 0500 tomorrow.

We'll insert a man
to look for Jackson.

Dismissed.

Ngh! Damn dog!

Careful, boy. She makes those
samurai dogs look like Lassie.

Sergeant Putnam.

That's right.
What's your business here?

Well, Roselli there pretty much
saved our butts today.

We got us a cush detail
at the Chitchat Club,

and we was hoping we could
write him on our ticket.

A nightclub? He's got no time
to chase tail in Saigon.

He's gotta walk
this animal around the base

from now till lights out.

Better get to it

if you want time to write
your new bambino tomorrow.

Roselli, you got
a new baby?

Yeah.

The day I was due
to get out of the field.

My LT was all set to
make me a clerk in the rear,

and, don't you know, he gets
killed before he signs my 1049?

So Putnam takes over
and gives the job to his buddy,

who can't even read.

Well, did you try
taking it higher?

Yeah. It didn't work.
It really got Putnam P.O.'d.

Ain't there something else
in the rear you can do?

He owes a really big favor

to an officer in
Long Binh who wants a cook,

so Putnam says,
"Roselli, you want the job?

"Here's what you gotta do.

"You gotta make my favorite
dish, beef bourguignon.

If I like it, you're a cook."

Can you cook?

I used to be
a short-order cook,

but I can't make
any beef bourguignon.

Putnam said if I tried
and he didn't like it,

he'd keep me in the field
my entire tour.

Well, that's crazy.

Is there some way
we can help you out?

You wanna help me out?

If I get killed,
write my wife, okay?

Phew.

It's a long way from here
to any Sergeant Jackson.

There she is.

Mmm. I'll help you
talk to her.

No, no, that's all right.

Now, why don't you go sit down
so you don't scare her?

Thanks.

Lam Chi Chi?

I got your name
from a hooch maid.

No arrest, please.

No, no.
I'm not with the police.

I just want to
talk to you.

No talk here.

Look, I'm an American
newspaper correspondent.

Do you remember?
From Tan Son Nhut? We met.

I just want
to talk to you.

Where did you get Jackson's card
and money from?

Three men give me.

My God.

Did they do this to you?

Did they?

Lam Chi Chi!

Don't threaten her!
Just leave her alone!

Get your...
Get your hands off me!

That jive cracker Putnam's
right about one thing:

This French food is good.

It just makes me think we ought
to do something for Roselli.

What are we gonna
do for him?

Get off me!
Just get off me!

All right, I'm going!

Come on! Come on!

Bastard!

All right, this is a real
simple stay-behind.

We drop this guy off,
he goes out and finds Jackson.

You ready?

Let's go, let's go!
Let's get the hell out of here!

I can't believe it.

They hit us as soon as
we got off the chopper.

He's gone, LT.

What the hell happened?

They knew we were coming.

I've been ordered
to brief the director of I-6

about Sergeant Halloran's death
in 48 hours,

and I intend to destroy
those K-22 killers

around Nang Ban
well before then.

With all due respect,

it's obvious that the K-22
have penetrated your program.

They were waiting for us when
we went to look for Jackson,

they were waiting for us
this morning.

Lieutenant, I had a year
of training at Fort Holibird

to do just what I am doing now.

If you don't happen
to agree with it,

keep it to yourself
like a responsible officer.

Is it responsible, sir,
to take men out who might die

because the VC have
penetrated your program?

The lieutenant
may have a point.

I think this is a very
poorly designed program.

It was set up too quickly.

One leak to K-22 could mean
disaster for everyone,

as you recall from
your own first tour.

I say interrogate the villager
in the hospital.

Make an example of him
for all of Nang Ban.

No, no.
I agree with my sergeant.

That kid was with us
all the way.

There's no reason
to put pressure on him.

Then burn Nang Ban.
Make the villagers talk.

That might do the job.

You... You go around
burning down villages

and you may as well just hand
the countryside over to the VC.

The villagers aren't trying
to protect the enemy.

They're scared.

Now, maybe if we just
offered them some help

instead of trying
to hurt them,

well, maybe, just maybe
they'd tell us the truth.

I know that's policy,
lieutenant,

and as a first step,
I have to try it.

But it's not gonna do one thing
more than prove you wrong.

And, lieutenant,
when it doesn't work,

we'll do it the hard way,

starting with
your sergeant's kid.

And you better be on the team.

We're all on the team, sir.

Hey, kid.

Hey, John Wayne.
We make it.

Yeah, we made it.
The Injun just grazed you.

Here. Try to hang on
to it this time.

We all figure we owe you one,
you know?

We all want you to get out
of this hospital in one piece,

so if people start
coming around here,

asking you questions
about the VC and Nang Ban,

you tell them
everything you know.

You understand me?

I no live in village.
Live in jungle.

Wait, you don't have family
in the village?

Sergeant Jackson my family.
He come get me.

We'll tell him
just as soon as we find him.

I saw you.

We need more John Wayne
fighting the VC Injun.

Hey, don't get out of there.
Now, come on. Come on. Go on.

It's all right.

Whoo-hoo! Need some help
countin' that, homeboy?

You figure that Putnam's
low enough to take a bribe

to get Roselli outta here?

Man, Vietnam's
a hard dollar, brother.

Why you wanna spend
your money on Roselli?

Taylor, the guy's a father.

It'd be nice
if he'd get home

and take care of his kid
himself.

I think about my old man,

and I don't know if we
could've made it without him.

When I was growing up,

it was just me
and my grandmother.

And half the time,
she was working.

I had to take care of myself.

Well, thanks a lot, Taylor.

I'll do it on my own.

All right, hold on, man.
Hold on, look.

If you don't be careful
and watch out,

jive dude like Putnam

just gonna take your money
and laugh at you.

I think we can do
better than that.

What, are you saying
you wanna help Roselli?

No, no. I'm saying
I wanna help you.

The kid thinks
Jackson's still alive.

The kid's got a lot
of crazy ideas, Zeke.

Yeah, well, LT,

he lost his family in
the worst possible way, napalm.

In fact, he almost
got killed himself.

I think I'd have
a few crazy ideas myself

if I went through that.

Well, the worst is yet to come.

In a couple hours,
we're going back to Nang Ban.

We're gonna ask
the villagers real nicely

whether they know anything
about the K-22.

If Carey doesn't hear
what he wants to hear,

he's gonna put this kid
through the wringer.

Why is he pushing
so hard?

Well, I got it straight
from Nguyen.

On Carey's first tour,
he was out with an A-team,

helping some villagers
build a fort.

One of the villagers
turned out to be a VC informant,

and Carey lost
his whole company.

The informant was
a 13-year-old girl.

Come on, LT, you and I both know
this kid is not VC.

He's got no family.
He was raised on his own.

All right, I'll do my best
to help convince Carey.

You do your best not to get
too attached to that kid.

Hey, uh...

you the cook for
the Chitchat Club?

No cook, Jack. Chef.

Trained 10 years in Paris.

Let me talk to
the man, Danny.

Ahem. Excuse me.

The officers on our base
are having a banquet,

and they'd like to audition
you to be the chef.

They pay real good.

What is audition?

You cook one meal on
our base tomorrow night.

Can you cook, uh...?
What's it called?

Beef...
Beef bourgon... ying?

Beef bourguignon.

Oh, yeah.
Yeah, that's it.

You got fresh beef?

Man, Marcus Taylor's
on the case. Write me a list.

We got Grade A U.S.A.,
whatever you need.

You got Grade A U.S. $20?

Man, you really want
to help Roselli?

Then you owe my granmama.

She sent me this money
from the world.

You gonna be there,
right?

Yeah.

Alex.

Listen, I'm on my way
to Nang Ban.

Did your big story
show up yet?

Any minute, I think.

Listen to me.

If she does,
keep real quiet about it.

You, uh, see that guy standing
behind me with the khakis on?

He's a Special Forces advisor,

and he's looking to hurt anyone
remotely connected with the VC:

your girl, that kid
we brought back, anybody.

So be real careful.

You have supply for me?

Yes, Lam.
Uh, one second. Come here.

Here it is.

Now, is this
going to the VC?

Yes.

When I sleep,
VC come.

Beat me.

They give me MPC and card,
say, "Buy PX supply."

But no can buy
without GI friend.

They say, "Make friend.

Maybe sell drug,
maybe sell boom-boom."

Look, you don't
have to do that.

I will give you
the supplies

if you take me with you
and show me who gets them.

I take to man in car.

He bring to other man
someplace else.

VC move it all over city.

Not know each other,
not know where it going.

Well, when will you meet
this guy in the car?

I not know now.

They tell me soon.

When they tell you, you call me
at this number here, okay?

They find out,
they kill me.

Lam, you have to trust me.

Okay?

Okay.

I'll do it.

You call me.

So this is Captain Carey's idea
of friendly persuasion?

Mmm. I'll bet his
full-scale interrogations

aren't real pretty either.

I just hope the kid doesn't have
to find out, you understand?

She says your kid
who lives in the jungle

is a very nice boy.

She also says she
has not seen the K-22.

She's a liar.

If she's
never seen the K-22,

how come it looks like
she's running away?

Ask her why
her bags are packed.

I did.

She says she's
visiting her sister

in the Hong Bao
Refugee Center at Saigon.

Another lie.

LT, sarge,

come here!

Didn't even
cover them up, man.

Red cloth. K-22.

Sergeant Frank Jackson.
Dead a long time.

Tortured and murdered.

Captain, you know the kid?

This is gonna break his heart.

That's a lot of bull.

I didn't buy his act
for a minute.

Now he's gonna talk.
One way or another.

Right.

Payback time. We just got
clearance for a sweep.

We arrest every suspected VC
in the Nang Ban area tonight.

Well, then, you've got
plenty of people to question.

Why do you still want
to interrogate the kid?

Because I still think he was
in with Jackson's killers.

He trusts you,
lieutenant.

You handle
the interrogation.

Come on, come on,
one more game.

McKay.

McKay, who can tell me
when Myron's gonna be finished

talking to Special Forces?

You never know
with those guys.

This girl Lam I've been
talking to just called me.

She's gonna meet the VC who gave
her Jackson's ration card.

Jackson's dead, Alex.

Yeah, I know.

But the VC had his card.

They might be connected
to the ones who killed him.

I'm gonna
go follow her.

Do me a favor,
don't tell Myron, all right?

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
Wait a second.

Alex, Goldman would have my butt
if I let you do this alone.

Okay, let me get a jeep.

All right.
Come on.

I want you to look
real closely.

Now, some of these
are VC military,

some of them
are VC political.

Who in Nang Ban
gives you your orders?

Nguyen, Captain Carey left me
in charge of this interrogation.

I'll ask the questions.

Ask him who killed
Sergeant Jackson.

Jackson not dead.

I see him one week ago.

You need another story.

He not dead!
You wrong! You wrong!

That's where it is,
right there.

What is this?

He does not know how
to interrogate VC!

I have people who
could get answers!

The kid doesn't
have any answers.

My police interrogators
will find out, captain.

Police interrogators
will just tear him apart.

You cannot do this, sir.
We are dealing with a child.

Lieutenant, you saw what
they did to Sergeant Jackson!

Don't tell me
what I can and can't do.

Let's remind ourselves
what the deal is here.

We either got a four-star
beef bourguignon

served in my quarters
by 1600 hours

or chicken Roselli served up
to Victor-Charlie daily at 0900.

Come on, come on.

Damn dog!

You stay out
of here.

That's the whole idea,
buddy.

So where's
the cow, man?

It's on
its way.

All right!

Delta Company beef.

Smitty comes through
almost as good as me.

Well, he said he did
the best he could.

Thanks, Hurley.
Sure.

Bye.

Oh, wow.

We got a problem.

That ain't gonna
help us much.

It ain't over yet.

First thing is to get Roselli
out of here before he flips out.

I ain't gonna let you down.

Hey, Roselli!

Go with Danny. He's gonna
talk to the banquet people.

Dig?

Okay, sure thing.

Marcus.
Counting on you.

You got some slick cooking
to do, my friend.

You don't need a chef, Jack,
you need a magician.

I can't make beef bourguignon
from fish like this for $20!

How about 40?

For 40, I try.

So, what kind of car is this VC
supposed to be driving?

Lam said a taxi.

There she is.

Johnny, look.

That guy's supposed to be
a Special Forces advisor.

Special Forces?
Yeah.

What the hell
is going on here?

I'm getting a terrific story,
that's what's going on.

Forget the story!

Lam! Hold it!

Are you okay?

Are you all right?

Oh, God!

That's Nguyen.

And the VC courier taking
his latest report on all of us

straight to the K-22.

So Nguyen fed the enemy
every move we've made?

Apparently.

Who took the photos?

An A.N.I. correspondent.

She was following up
on some story

about the VC buying
med supplies through the PX.

Was it Alex Devlin?

Yes, it was.
Is she all right?

She's fine.

We got the location
of the drop

where the courier was supposed
to leave Nguyen's report,

but the courier died before
he could tell us anything else,

which means it's time we
found out what the kid knows.

Explain it to your man,
lieutenant.

Sir, if you just...
Sergeant, wait a minute.

You can't blame him for thinking
the kid's a plant. Nguyen was.

Captain.
What is it, sergeant?

You wanna nail the K-22,
I got a better idea.

Make it fast.
All right.

You send me in alone to
replace Sergeant Jackson.

The K-22 don't know
the courier is dead,

so you rewrite news reports
to say where I'll be.

You know where the drop point
for the message is. Deliver it.

That will get
the K-22 after me.

If we put enough troops
around to protect you,

the K-22 will never bite.

No troops.
Just me and the radio.

The K-22'll show up, I'll take
cover and call in an air strike.

You'll never get out of there
without help on the ground.

That's a suicide mission.

I'll take
the radio.

Self-sacrifice seems to be
in the air today.

You can join the party too,
sir, if you want to.

Just send the interrogators home
and let that kid go.

Not until you get me
those K-22 killers.

That's as far as I can go.
Take it or leave it.

I'll take it.

All right, Ruiz,
listen up.

The LT and I got
a tough one coming up,

and, uh, if for some reason
we don't make it back,

I'm just kind of afraid
the boy there

is gonna be in a world
of hurt, you understand?

So, what I want you to do
is the minute we're gone,

I mean, the minute
we're out of here,

sneak him out of here,

get him to that
refugee center in Saigon.

I know some of the people from
his village are there. Hear me?

You got it, sarge.

Good luck out there.

Yeah.

All right, listen up.
I gotta go now.

Gotta take care of some Injuns.
Know what I mean?

Yeah.
It's real important, now.

While I'm gone, you gotta listen
to my buddies back there.

Do everything they say.

They're number one deputies,
just like you.

Good luck.
Good luck.

Partner.

Proud of you.

You saved that girl,
you exposed Nguyen.

I'm sorry.

I'm just
not very tough.

You never get used to

somebody being killed
in front of your face.

That's not all of it.

I'm thinking about you going
out there with Zeke right now.

It's a piece of cake.

Come here.

This better be good.

Because I ain't
sending nobody nowhere

if it's going
to make me look bad.

This guy who's
looking for a chef

is the guy that got me
this rear-end job.

I send him somebody who's
not an A, number one cook,

you know I'm gonna
catch the flak.

And that ain't gonna happen.

Boy...

I been looking to
pay off this favor six months.

You're gonna make me shine.

Hey, man, at least Roselli...
Hey! Chef!

Not bad
for $40, huh?

You did it, man!

You guys
want this?

It looks worth
several dollars to me.

Oh, look.

No!

No!

No!

Always take
the enemy by surprise,

and on throat,
like this!

Say you've
gotta go to the bathroom.

Hey.

Got to go bathroom.

You're in luck.
We've got one right here.

You wanna
go with him?

Why don't you take him?

Hell, he's strong enough
to go alone.

Right on time, kid.

Put this on.
Let's get out of here.

Come on, come on.

All right, if the messenger
got through,

the K-22 should be
looking for us

right down over
in there somewhere.

I'm gonna go check it out.
Whoa, whoa, whoa.

You're getting way ahead of me
in the hero department here.

It's best you wait here.

You hear my rifle shot,
you call in the air strike.

You're not
listening to me.

Both of us
come back,

or neither one of us
comes back.

End of discussion.

Let's go.

All right.

Look, the sarge wants you
to stay with these people.

Sarge come see me?

We don't know.

He'll be thinking
about you,

but his orders
are different.

Look.
He gave me this.

You're promoted.

In America, kids like you
don't fight Injuns.

They play baseball.

John Wayne
never die, right?

Yeah, that's right.

So give to him.

Take care, kid.

All right,
we got movement.

Let's give them
the bait

and see if we can lure them
up to the tree line.

You ready?
Ready.

Let's go!

Go, Zeke! Go!

Run!

They're
flanking us, LT!

Call in
the air strike!

Go!

Storm Cloud,
this is Bluebird! Over!

This is Storm Cloud. Go.

Contact. At my smoke.

Let it rain!

Zeke, they're coming in!

Come on, Zeke!

Bluebird, how's it look
down there? Over.

Looks perfect.

I gotta tell you, this piece on
the VC agent is dynamite stuff.

Well, if you want the story,

we need an understanding.

If I want it?

Either I have a voice
in what I write,

when I write
and how I write,

or you lose this piece and me

to another wire service.

I was afraid
you wanted more money.

I'm happy to have your input.

Here you go.
Thanks for the coffee.

Oh! Mmm.

You made it.

I told you...

piece of cake.

Mmm.

Roselli's wife and baby!

Mrs. Roselli's
the real cook in the family.

Hey!

Whoa! Pecan pie!

Hey, take it, man.
You saved his tail. You have it.

No, doing it
was your idea.

I'd have passed
the brother by.

Yeah, but, Taylor,
you didn't pass him by.

You came through
for him. And me.

You know, his having this baby
didn't mean nothing to me,

since growing up,
I didn't have a family.

I didn't know
anything about it.

But now that I'm
over here, it's like...

It's like
you're my family.

So you keep the pie.

I'll keep the picture.

Hey, Danny!
Keep this too!

I just came
all the way over here

to tell everybody
to get some sleep tonight,

because tomorrow's
duty roster

is posted outside my hooch,
just like always.

Sarge.
Yeah?

The kid wanted you
to have this.

No.

Why did he do this?

Maybe because
you're John Wayne.