Transcript: (1x3) Dislocations

From Bravo 3/44th

Written by: Steven Phillip Smith

Directed by: Aaron Lipstadt

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[0:00 / 0:00] Teaser. The Bush

SOLDIER [o.s.]: All right, people, keep awake! There's boobie traps around here!

VIETNAMESE WOMAN [o.s.]: Trời nắng [phonetic: weah]! (transl: It's so sunny today!)

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GOLDMAN: Roger Six, we're entering the hamlet. Seems secure. Beginning search of hootches. Out.

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SOLDIER [o.s.]: You dummy, don't go in there. . . . Take your squad around. Right now, move!

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G.I.: Sooey!

SOLDIER [o.s.]: VC! . . . Retreat!

MRS. DEP: Anh dừng đi. (transl: Don't go.)

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SOLDIER [o.s.]: Go around! Go around! . . . over here! . . . Get some fire in there! . . . Get down!

TAYLOR: Who's the gook?

JOHNSON: I don't know. I think he's friendly though.

TAYLOR: You think?

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GOLDMAN: What the hell's he doin'?

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GOLDMAN: Taylor, Johnson, come on!

SOLDIER [o.s.]: Move, move, move, move! Move it! . . . up on the hill! . . . Keep 'em alive! . . . don't know where he went! . . . Stay down!

GOLDMAN: Let me give you a hand—

GOLDMAN: It's okay.

[2:48 / 2:48] Opening Credits

[4:16 / 4:25] The Bush. Firebase Ladybird

RIGBY: Gentlemen, what we found on the NVA indicates that if they don't wipe out this hamlet, they're gonna' turn it into an intelligence center for the whole valley.

GOLDMAN: If it isn't already.

RIGBY: It's not. That guy Dep who killed the North Vietnamese is too damn feisty. He's a real troublemaker.

ANDERSON: He's a good shot. He handled that M-1 like a champ.

RIGBY: Well when those five NVA don't come back, five hundred are gonna' come lookin' for them.

GOLDMAN: Well why don't we just protect the hamlet, sir?

RIGBY: Lieutenant, the Green Berets tried that in '66. The whole camp got overrun. They even strung up a few locals just so everybody would get the point.

WALLACE: What about this Dep?

RIGBY: Well, the North Vietnamese took his boy away, made him a soldier, he got killed in a fight with the Cav down in Bong Song last December.

ANDERSON: Oh, Dep must love us.

RIGBY: Yeah, well, he hates the North Vietnamese more. Far as I can tell, he hates just about everybody: VC, even South Vietnamese government types. He uh, he almost killed some ARVN he caught poaching chickens... Guy really wants to be left alone.

ANDERSON: Now there's a subversive attitude if I ever heard one. Why don't we string him up at sunrise?

WALLACE: Why don't you brief Lt. Goldman on the operation, Major?

RIGBY: As of tomorrow morning, the village of Ben Duc ceases to exist... The people are moving thirty klicks down the valley to Nop Thanh. Now, your platoon is the escort, Lieutenant.

RIGBY: It should take you two days. Nop Thanh is secure and the people there are ready to assimilate Ben Duc.

RIGBY: You got a problem, Sergeant?

ANDERSON: Sir. If we're going to move these people, why don't we fly 'em in a couple of Chinooks?

RIGBY: The aircraft are committed. Big operation in the A Shau Valley tomorrow. You should feel lucky you're not going, Sergeant.

ANDERSON: Oh yes, sir, I feel very privileged to be part of this mission, to be target practice for the North Vietnamese.

RIGBY: The trail is cleared. Gunships'll do first light and last light recon, you can get arty and tac air if you need it... We're gonna' make this as safe as we can, but this is a war, Sergeant.

ANDERSON: I reckon I'm aware of that, Major.

RIGBY: Well then maybe you oughta' check your attitude. These decisions are made at top level for good reasons, reasons we don't have time to explain to every person involved.

ANDERSON: Yes, sir! I'll check my troops. Sir.

[6:53 / 6:54] Hamlet

TAYLOR: I believe I am about to fall in love.

TAYLOR: Hey, little lady... My poncho liner's big enough for two, so if you get cold, you be sure and let me know, okay?

RUIZ: Yeah, Alberto Ruiz will protect you from those nasty VC.

GOLDMAN: Hey.

GOLDMAN: Hey.

GOLDMAN: Listen up, you guys, I don't want you pawin' these local girls.

TAYLOR: Lighten up, LT. We're just offerin' our services.

RUIZ: Yeah, we're tryin' to make the journey more pleasant for everyone, sir.

GOLDMAN: Yeah, yeah. I want these people treated with the utmost respect.

MATSUDA: Whatever you say, sir.

RUIZ: I've always had the utmost respect for the female form. Looks like you got a bit yourself, Sir.

TAYLOR: Yeah.

GOLDMAN: Look, these people have been through enough already, all right?

RUIZ: Yeah.

[8:38 / 8:38] Mud's Mud

RIGBY: Listen, Dep... You've got to go.

DEP: No.

RIGBY: Yes! Your government say. You have to go! No choice!

DEP: I my government. C'est moi. (transl: It is me.)

DEP: My choice to stay.

DEP: This is my home.

RIGBY: But you'll be killed! And all of these people will be killed because of you!

DEP: You no understand.

GOLDMAN [to Anderson]: Well? What do you think?

ANDERSON: He no understand, sir.

JOHNSON: Dude shouldn't have to leave his crib if he don't want to.

ANDERSON: Johnson, I couldn't have said it better myself, but as a matter of fact, if Dep does not leave this village he will die.

RIBGY [to Dep]: I'm through discussin' this bull with you. You're going, and that's it. And if you won't go of your own free will, I'll get a couple of these guys to tie you to a pole, and we'll carry you!

RIGBY: (People) don't know what the hell's good for them.

RIGBY [to Taylor, Johnson, and Horn]: You! You, you!

RIGBY: Get this guy's stuff out of his hootch. On the double.

TAYLOR: Sir, us?

RIGBY: NOW!

DEP: Hey! No! No!

TAYLOR: You mess with the kid, old man, and your butt'll be out there fertilizin' a rice paddy.

TAYLOR: Now I don't want this sorry damn detail anyway.

DEP: You điđi mau. I do myself. (transl: You get the hell out of here.)

DEP: Di out!

TAYLOR: Yo, man, what's that chump's problem?

MATSUDA: Maybe he doesn't like being turned out of his home, okay?

TAYLOR: You call that home? You can slap up some mud anywhere.

HORN: Hey, it's different for these people.

TAYLOR: Mud's mud, Motown or South Vietnam.

HORN: That's not how they feel about it. These peasants are really connected to the land. It's almost physical.

RUIZ: Now what kind of jive is that, huh?

HORN: In their minds, they are one with where they live. And when they have to get thrown out, it's like losin' a limb.

JOHNSON: Yeah, I can dig that.

TAYLOR: You feel that way about Mississippi mud?

JOHNSON: Sometimes.

RUIZ: Yeah. Same with me and my Bronx tenement. Leavin' that just really tore me up.

TAYLOR: You crazy, Horn.

HORN: No, I'm not.

JOHNSON: Look, what he's tryin' to explain is how this dude might get the jaws about gettin' kicked out in the wind like this.

RUIZ: Yeah.

[11:09 / 11:10] Ruiz, Matsuda, and Mama-San

RUIZ: Don't worry, mama-san. There's nothing here I want.

MATSUDA: Aw, Ruiz. I think she wants to kiss ya.

RUIZ: Couple more months like this, I might be ready.

RUIZ: You VC, mama-san?

MAMA-SAN: No VC. VC a numba' ten.

RUIZ: GI number one.

MAMA-SAN: Yeah! GI numba' one! Yeah.

[11:37 / 11:37] Rigby, Goldman, and Anderson

RIGBY: Be sure you torch the place before you leave! Throw a couple o' frags down the well!

GOLDMAN: Is this really necessary, sir?

RIGBY: Would you rather leave them for the enemy?

RIGBY: I'll bring you out some lunch tomorrow.

GOLDMAN: Well, I guess he knows what he's doing.

ANDERSON: Obviously a man of vast experience in the field, and with the indigenous population.

[12:26 / 12:27] Leaving Ben Duc

BAKER: Whoa, whoa, whoa, it's okay, mama-san. I got it. I got it. We'll help ya' out how we can, all right?

ANDERSON: Come on, come on. All you people from California that friendly?

BAKER: No. Just Southern California.

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GOLDMAN: Anderson, let's do this!

ANDERSON: All right, don't leave anything for Charlie! Horn, Taylor—

TAYLOR: What?

ANDERSON: Blow the well. The rest o' ya', burn the hootches. Burn 'em down.

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TAYLOR: Fire in the hole!

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SOLDIER [o.s.]: All right, people! Saddle up!

BAKER: Sorry you've gotta' leave your home like this.

[13:53 / 13:56] The Bush. Goldman and Lang

RADIO: Tango Niner Four Seven One. This is Tucson Three Four. I copy. Will arrive your position in O-five. Out.

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GOLDMAN: You should eat something.

GOLDMAN: Come on. This is good. Numba' one. It's a nice nosh. Come on.

GOLDMAN: What's your name?

LANG: Lang.

GOLDMAN: Lang? That's nice. Mine's Myron.

GOLDMAN: So don't you have a mama-san, papa-san?

GOLDMAN: I'm sorry. [pausing] What about a husband? Don't you have a husband?

GOLDMAN: A man?

LANG: Chồng tôi [phonetic: lai] đánh [phonetic: xi]. (?) (transl: My husband is away fighting.) (?)

LANG: Away. Fighting.

GOLDMAN: Oh, he's an ARVN soldier, huh?

GOLDMAN: Well you must miss him very much. You're very beautiful.

[15:41 / 15:44] Resupply

GOLDMAN: All right, nice work you guys. Go get some chow, huh?

RIGBY: You find anything, Lieutenant?

GOLDMAN: No, sir. Not a thing.

RIGBY: I told you, Sergeant. This valley is clean and we aim to keep it that way.

ANDERSON: Yeah, well, good luck on that, sir.

RIGBY: We don't need luck. Just a lot of hard work and American ingenuity. We're gonna' make it happen. Shove some more of these hamlets together, thrown in a rural construction team...

RIGBY: Get these people some medical help, a little technology... Hell, they won't let us leave!

ANDERSON: Well Charlie and the North Vietnamese might have a little sumptin' to say about that, sir.

RIGBY: Not if nobody will listen to 'em. I'm tellin' ya, Sergeant, we know what's good for these people.

SOLDIER [o.s.]: You guys comin'?

RIGBY: Our agricultural techniques could triple, quadruple their yields. This country could become a major exporter again—

ANDERSON: Or the VC'll get a lot fatter.

RIGBY: You wait. Nop Thanh is gonna' be a shining example of what Americans and Vietnamese can do together when they set their minds to it.

RIGBY: It might even shake some of that cynicism of yours, Sergeant.

ANDERSON: Oh I'm not cynical, sir. I'm just responsible for a lot of men who depend on me to be realistic.

[16:50 / 16:53] At Night

SOLDIER [o.s.]: Incoming!

SOLDIER [o.s.]: Move these people! Let's keep 'em down!

TAYLOR: What the hell was that?

ANDERSON: I don't know. Sumptin' set off the trip flare.

VIET CONG [o.s.]: Em ô! (transl: Em is a form of address for someone such as a younger brother, sister, or friend, or wife. It is also a term of endearment. ô is used when one is calling for someone, kind of like 'hey.')

VIET CONG [o.s.]: Em lại đây! (transl: come here!) (he is beckoning his younger sibling/friend/wife) -or- Anh tới đây! (transl: I am coming!)

ANDERSON: I'm gonna' hit the claymore.

VIET CONG [o.s.]: (?)

GOLDMAN: You see anything?

ANDERSON: Well, nothing that I can—

ANDERSON: My one o'clock! My one o'clock!

ANDERSON: My two o'clock! Two o'clock!

VIET CONG [o.s.]: Em ô!! Anh ở đây! Em dừng lo! (transl: Dear one, I am here. Do not worry!)

ANDERSON: What do you got, LT?

GOLDMAN: I got... nothin.'

ANDERSON: That was .30 caliber. VC.

GOLDMAN: Maybe we got 'im.

ANDERSON: Yeah, maybe.

ANDERSON: And maybe we didn't.

VIET CONG [o.s.]: Chúng nay không làm được đâu (?) (transl: Tonight, they will not be able to do anything.)

GOLDMAN: It's all right. Không sao đâu, không sao đâu. (transl: It's all right, it's all right, or literally, there's nothing wrong, there's nothing wrong.) Well maybe we oughta send someone out there after him.

ANDERSON: After what? That could be anybody out there, Lieutenant. You want my advice, sir? We just stay right here.

GOLDMAN: All right. All right, I'm gonna' go check on the men. [to Horn] Horn.

BAKER: What do you reckon's out there, Sarge?

ANDERSON: Well a lot of things, Baker. Maybe nothin'. Could be one guy, could be ten guys, could be 1,000 guys. No matter who it is, you know they don't have our best interests at heart.

BAKER: Why don't we just burn the jungles down, and take away their hiding places?

ANDERSON: I'll tell you what, Baker, I'll call General Westmoreland in the morning, we'll discuss it.

[19:55 / 19:59] On the Way to Nop Thanh

ANDERSON: Hold up, hold up. Hold up, everybody. Keep your intervals. We'll get goin' in a minute.

RUIZ: Okay, it's okay, Mama-San.

ANDERSON: What'sa matter, Ruiz?

LANG: She want go back.

MAMA-SAN: Không đi Nop Thanh, [nong (?)]. (transl: Won't go to Nop Thanh.)

ANDERSON: Mama-San, Ben Duc no more. Nop Thanh number one.

ANDERSON: No VC.

RUIZ: Come on, Mama-San. You can make it, okay? You can make it. Oh, no wonder she's falling out, Sarge. This is heavy for her.

ANDERSON: These are strong people, Ruiz.

RUIZ: Mama-San, I carry.

ANDERSON: You sure you can manage that?

RUIZ: You're talkin' to the kid, Sarge.

MAMA-SAN: GI, điên cái đầu (transl: GI is crazy, literally, GI crazy in the head.)

RUIZ: What's she saying?

ANDERSON: She's saying you're crazy.

RUIZ: Yeah, I guess I'd have to be to get myself in this mess. Let's hump.

ANDERSON: All right, everybody. Let's move it out. Don't get trigger happy on that jungle, now. We got patrol comin' back in here.

ANDERSON: Come on, come on. Keep spread out.

ANDERSON: This reminds me of a story they used to tell me about my great-grandma. My great grand-dad had died, and she was real old. She was about 92, and uh, she couldn't keep the place up, so they put her in one of these homes.

BAKER: And what happened?

ANDERSON: Well, uh, she busted out. True story. She busted out. That old broad, 92 years old, and she walked and crawled ten miles, just so she could get back to her own home, and die underneath her favorite tree.

BAKER: That's a tough old gal.

ANDERSON: I'll tell you what. I hope I'm half as tough when my time comes.

BAKER: Hope your time ain't this afternoon.

ANDERSON: Hey, Baker, I got news for you. Your platoon sergeant plans on dyin' of natural causes, many years from now.

[22:06 / 22:09] Nop Thanh

GOLDMAN: Well, there she is.

ANDERSON: All right, I say we forget the trail, and go in by the jungle side, over by the rice paddy.

GOLDMAN: Okay, fine. Looks okay to me, though.

ANDERSON: Yeah, well, there are looks, and then there are looks.

JOHNSON: Man, sometimes you think they're doin' it with mirrors.

GOLDMAN: Let's go.

SOLDIER [o.s.]: Home, sweet home.

ANDERSON: All right, Percell. Take the left. Jackson, you get over on the right. Ruiz, you set up the pig in the middle, you cover us real close now.

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RUIZ: Almost home, Mama-san.

(cut to)

ANDERSON: Let's do it.

[23.28 / 23:36] Entering Nop Thanh

SOLDIER [o.s.]: Watch your spacing. Don't get too tight.

ANDERSON: The rest of you people, anything happens, you điđi back to the woods.

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ANDERSON: Back to the tree line and you wait there and regroup.

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GOLDMAN: Relax. Everything's under control.

ANDERSON: I could do this twenty years and not be relaxed.

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TAYLOR: Choy-yo. Charlie Chan.

BAKER: Hope he isn't holding a grenade under there, man.

TAYLOR: He throws it and you fall on it, I'll recommend you for a Medal of Honor, okay?

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GOLDMAN: Go! Go! Diđi! Diđi!

(cut to)

RUIZ: Is she all right?

BAKER: Yeah. Just tired, I think. It's shock.

RUIZ: Get in the tree line and take her with you, man.

BAKER: Come on. Go.

(cut to)

GOLDMAN: Damn it! This place is full of 'em!

(cut to)

ANDERSON: We gotta' get outta' here!

(cut to)

ANDERSON: Continue fire!

(cut to)

SOLDIER [o.s.]: Move it, move it, move it!

GOLDMAN: All right. We gotta' keep 'em out of there. If they get to that cover, they're gonna' be all over us.

ANDERSON: All right. I'll stay here with Ruiz and Percell. That should be enough firepower to keep 'em pinned down.

DEP: I stay.

GOLDMAN [to Anderson]: All right.

ANDERSON [to Dep]: All right. We can use you.

ANDERSON: All right. That's your best bet right there. Right there.

GOLDMAN: Phan Tre.

ANDERSON: Yeah.

ANDERSON: I been there before. It's a larger village, and Charlie doesn't have his hooks in the people yet.

GOLDMAN: That's 17 klicks.

ANDERSON: Hey, you got any better suggestions?

ANDERSON: All right. All right, we'll keep em' pinned down here for an hour, and then we're gonna' follow ya'. All right? There's a dogleg comes out of the mountains, right, right about there. Right about there.

ANDERSON: Okay, it's rough terrain, but they shouldn't be able to hit us. We should be there by 1800 hours.

GOLDMAN: Dammit, you better be there, or else I'm callin' in Cavalry.

ANDERSON: You do that. [smiles] Sir.

[26.52 / 27:00] Staying Behind

GOLDMAN: That's affirmative, Saber Six. Completely occupied. Over.

RADIO [RIGBY]: I can't believe that. Our intelligence said that—

GOLDMAN: Believe it, Six. We're proceeding to Phan Tre. Go.

RADIO: Casualties?

GOLDMAN: Three U.S. KIA, two Vietnamese, several walking wounded. Over.

RADIO: Enemy?

GOLDMAN: No body count at this time. We may need some tac air or some arty, over.

RADIO: Gonna' be tough, Two-One. The 15th's in a real storm up the A Shau. Everything's committed there. Ran into more than we thought we would.

GOLDMAN [to himself]: Well that's it. [to Rigby] We'll be in touch, Six. This is Red Wing Two-One. Out.

GOLDMAN: Well, looks like we're on our own.

JOHNSON: That's something new, isn't it, sir?

[28:02 / 28:10] Anderson, Percell, Ruiz and Dep

NVA SOLDIER [o.s.]: ... làm sao [muh] ra được? (transl: how in the world can we go out there?)

NVA SOLDIER [o.s.]: ...mày không làm, tôi ... (transl: If you don't do it, I'll... (something that sounds like a threat))

RUIZ: These woods lookin' big, bad, and nasty, Sarge.

ANDERSON: It'll get a lot nastier if we stick around here. All right, now listen up. We're not gonna' have much of a lead on these boys, so we're gonna have to move fast. I'll take the lead, but I want everybody to keep the man in front of him in sight.

DEP: I come last.

ANDERSON: All right, suit yourself. Ruiz, you're after me, then Percell. But now you all save some ammo, 'cause we're a long ways from home.

ANDERSON: That's keepin' 'em honest, sharpshooter.

[28.54 / 29:03] Goldman and Men, and the Refugees

TAYLOR: You're a very tough old gal, Mama-san. Very tough.

(angle)

GOLDMAN: All right, men, let's ground the gear, all right? Pass it down. Ground your gear. Horn, Taylor. Come on, cover the approach.

GOLDMAN: Come on. Let's go. Now spread the chow around. And let's keep it real quiet [puts his finger to his lips]. Real quiet.

GOLDMAN: Shh...

(angle)

MRS. DEP: Mời ông ăn trực đi (transl (literal): I invite you, sir, to eat first.).

JOHNSON: No, first you, okay? Now that's an order.

MRS. DEP: Cảm ơn. Cảm ơn. (transl: Thank you. Thank you.)

(angle)

GOLDMAN: Lang? Water?

GOLDMAN: You want some water? It's good.

GOLDMAN: I'll be back.

(angle)

HORN: Sir, do you know where we are?

GOLDMAN: Yep. And the sergeant knows the way home, so don't shoot him when he comes up here.

[30:14 / 30:22] Anderson, Percell, and Ruiz

ANDERSON: We're almost there. Almost home.

RUIZ: Spanish Harlem right around the bend.

ANDERSON: Oh yeah.

[30:40 / 30:48] The Cavalry

TAYLOR: Lieutenant.

TAYLOR: Lieutenant!

(angle)

GOLDMAN: Who goes there?

GOLDMAN: Who goes there?

ANDERSON: It's the Cavalry.

RUIZ: And your mama.

RUIZ: She's wearing jungle boots, too.

(angle)

SOLDIER [o.s.]: Yeah. All right.

GOLDMAN: Man, am I glad to see you.

ANDERSON: I'm glad to be here. Think we got company, though.

GOLDMAN: What did you hear?

ANDERSON: I don't know, it's hard to tell. We were movin' pretty fast.

GOLDMAN: Can we do sumptin' up here?

ANDERSON: Well I don't know. I think we're all right here. This is a pretty hard place to attack.

GOLDMAN: Well go get somethin' to eat, huh?

ANDERSON: Appreciate it.

[32:28 / 32:37] Ruiz and Mama-san

MAMA-SAN: Diên cái đầu (transl: You are crazy.)

RUIZ: Yeah, dinky-dao. Dinky-dao still here, mama-san.

RUIZ: Mama-san, some chop-chop?

MAMA-SAN: You chop-chop. You hungry boy.

RUIZ: Yeah. Me hungry boy. I'm a long way from home.

[32:56 / 33:04] Mortars

ANDERSON: Woo! Tell you what. I am tired. How you doin', big guy?

BAKER: Ready for anything, Sergeant.

ANDERSON: I'll bet you are.

SOLDIER [o.s.]: Where are they? Where are they?

DEP: Không sao, không sao. Nằm xuống hết, tất cả nằm xuống hết [kiea] (?) (transl: It's okay, it's okay. Everybody lie down, all of you lie down, everybody.)

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DEP: Nằm đây, nghe? (transl: Lie here, you hear?)

[33:21 / 33:30] Broken Radio

GOLDMAN: Horn! Get over here with that radio!

GOLDMAN: I'm callin' in some arty on these boys. Sabre Six, this is Red Wing Two-One. Over.

RADIO [Rigby]: Roger, Two-One. This is Sabre Six.

GOLDMAN: We're taking enemy mortar. We request immediate artillery, at coordinates Bravo Romeo 1-7-niner-0—

RADIO [Rigby]: I got two companies in it, Two-One.

RADIO [Rigby]: All my pieces are committed—

GOLDMAN: I'm stuck up here with all these people. Over.

RADIO [Rigby]: Understand, Two-One. Give me the coordinates in case I can break somethin' loose.

GOLDMAN: Bravo Romeo 1-7-niner-0—

GOLDMAN: Lima X-ray 8-4-1-6. Go.

RADIO [Rigby]: I copy, Two-One.

RADIO [Rigby]: I can't promise anything. Over.

GOLDMAN: Well what the hell am I supposed to do in the meanwhile? Go.

RADIO [Rigby]: Any way out of there? Over.

GOLDMAN: Negative. It's almost dark, and I've got old people up here. I've got children. Go.

RADIO [Rigby]: Maybe you should leave 'em. Over.

GOLDMAN: Come again? Go.

RADIO [Rigby]: I said leave 'em, Two-One. Maybe that's your only choice.

RADIO [Rigby]: Over.

GOLDMAN: But what about the mission, sir? Over.

RADIO [Rigby]: Mission's been aborted.

RADIO [Rigby]: You don't owe these people nothin'. Your mission now is to save American bodies any way you can.

RADIO [Rigby]: Do you read me, Two-One? Over.

RADIO [Rigby, getting irritated]: Mission's aborted, Two-One. Do you read me?

GOLDMAN: I've got to tell him somethin'.

ANDERSON: You don't got to tell him squat, Lieutenant.

GOLDMAN: Well maybe he's got a point.

ANDERSON: That's bull, and you know it. Come on, Lieutenant. Come on, take a look at those people. They gave up everything they got. They got nothin' to go back to.

GOLDMAN: I hear what you're sayin', but that's not our fault.

ANDERSON: Maybe it's not our fault, but it's our responsibility, Lieutenant. Now you can walk if you feel like you gotta walk, but no sir, not me. I'm not goin', orders or no orders.

HORN: Same here, sir.

TAYLOR: Me too.

RADIO [Rigby, angry]: Mission aborted, Two-One. Do you read me? Over.

GOLDMAN: It's not just these people, is it?

ANDERSON: That's not the point.

GOLDMAN: Yeah, well, saving our lives is the point.

ANDERSON: Lieutenant, I don't like unfinished business. I don't like runnin' out in the middle of sumptin' just because things heat up. [another explosion] But these people, if we run out on them now that we got 'em in the middle of this mess, we might as well jump on a plane and didi on back to The World.

(angle)

RADIO [Rigby, angrier]: I want you out of there, Two-One! That is a direct order!

(angle)

RADIO [Rigby, very angry!]: Do you read me? Over!

GOLDMAN: Horn, let me see that radio.

RADIO [Rigby]: Do you—?

GOLDMAN: This radio's broken.

GOLDMAN: We can't take orders if we can't hear 'em. All right, has anybody got any ideas?

TAYLOR: What do you say, Sarge?

ANDERSON: Well, I'd say it'd be suicide to try to get out of here now. We've got pretty good cover, they'd be lucky to hit us.

[35:58 / 36:06] Thirty Caliber

ANDERSON: That's .30 caliber.

GOLDMAN: VC?

ANDERSON: I think so.

GOLDMAN: What the hell is going on here?

ANDERSON: I tell you what, Lieutenant, that's a question I've been asking myself more than once these last few days. Why don't you get some sleep? We'll set up 50 percent guard.

GOLDMAN: All right.

[36:16 / 36:25] Goldman and Lang

[37:20 / 37:30] Back from Patrol

JOHNSON: Sir. Sir—

GOLDMAN: Where's Sergeant Anderson?

JOHNSON: He took Taylor and Percell on another patrol. Should be back any minute.

GOLDMAN: All right. Let's get ready to move out.

JOHNSON: Okay.

ANDERSON: Well, we found the mortar team. Two NVA, each with a bullet through his head.

GOLDMAN: .30 caliber?

ANDERSON: I'd say so.

GOLDMAN: You mean to tell me a Viet Cong killed two North Vietnamese?

ANDERSON: That's my opinion.

GOLDMAN: Well why don't we just go home and let 'em kill each other? Did you see anything else out there?

ANDERSON: Well I know there are more NVA out there, I just don't know where.

GOLDMAN: Well let's get out of here before they find us.

[38:24 / 38:34] On the Move Again

ANDERSON: I think if we can just make it to that saddleback, we'll be home free.

GOLDMAN: Yeah. That's a big if. I'll tell you what, going through that valley looks easiest, but I'd rather we went around it.

ANDERSON: All right. Well we'd better eat up what chow we got now, it's gonna be pretty tough goin', especially on the kids and the old women.

GOLDMAN: What's the last time you ate, Sergeant?

ANDERSON: Don't worry about me, I'm on a very strict diet.

GOLDMAN: Ten minutes.

[39:50 / 40:00] Taking a Break, Anderson and Percell

HORN: Here.

HORN: All gone. No more.

(cut to)

ANDERSON: What, are you drinkin' again, Percell?

PERCELL: Oh give me a break, Sergeant.

ANDERSON: Hell, boy, you been on a break the last 48 hours.

ANDERSON: How ya' doin'?

PERCELL: I'm doin' good.

ANDERSON: Yeah?

PERCELL: Yeah.

ANDERSON: Yeah?

[40:31 / 40:41] Mama-San

TAYLOR: Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

RUIZ: Oh, come on, Mama-san. Come on, you can make it. Come on.

RUIZ: Is she gonna' be all right?

MATSUDA: She's old and she's tired. She's real tired.

GOLDMAN: We gotta' get goin'.

RUIZ: I'm not leavin' her, sir. You wouldn't leave that one up there, would you?

TAYLOR: Yeah, you been watchin' that one real close.

GOLDMAN: I ain't talkin' about leavin' her. Can you carry her?

RUIZ: Uh huh.

TAYLOR: I'll carry your pack, Ru.

JOHNSON: Yeah, I can hump the ammo, man.

RUIZ: All right.

GOLDMAN: All right. Let's go.

[41:19 / 41:30] Firefight

JOHNSON: Look out!

(cut to)

RUIZ: Mama-san! Mama-san! Mama-san. Medic! Medic!

(cut to)

RUIZ: Mama-san! Mama-san! Oh God!

[42:54 / 43:05] Goldman and Lang

GOLDMAN: Dammit!

LANG: Dừng bắn! Dừng bắn! Dừng bắn! (transl: Don't shoot! Don't shoot! Don't shoot!)

GOLDMAN: Lang! Lang!

(cut to)

VIET CONG [o.s.]: Em Lang! Anh tới với em đây! (transl: Dear Lang, I am coming to you now!)

VIET CONG [o.s.]: Anh tới với em đây! (transl: I am coming to you now!)

VIET CONG [to Goldman]: No! No.

VIET CONG: Em Lang, đi với anh. (transl: Dear Lang, come with me.)

[44:09 / 44:16] Anderson and Goldman

ANDERSON: LT. You all right?

ANDERSON: Where's the girl?

GOLDMAN: She's gone. With a VC. He had me in his sights, and... I don't know. I guess it was her husband.

ANDERSON: Yeah. He was the sniper. He probably took out that NVA mortar team.

GOLDMAN: Why didn't he shoot me?

ANDERSON: Well, I don't know, LT. I mean, you saved his woman. Maybe he's one of those crazy people that still thinks that love's more important than politics.

ANDERSON: Come on.

ANDERSON: Come on.

[44:58 / 45:08] With the Land

RUIZ: So long, Mama-san. Alberto Ruiz owes you one.

DEP: She with the land now. No more fight.

RADIO [background]: Red Wing confirm recon at Zero Tango Five Seven Niner Six. Sabre Six out.

RUIZ: Sorry you people had to go through all this jive, man.

[45:36 / 45:46] Goldman and Anderson

GOLDMAN: Red Wing Two One. Roger, out.

GOLDMAN: Well, everything's set with Major Rigby. He's gonna' send a chinook for those bodies. And then he's gonna' meet us across the valley with a chopper. He's still steamed as hell.

ANDERSON: Oh whatsa' matter? The body count's not high enough to make him happy?

GOLDMAN: Oh come on, man. You know officers don't like having their orders countermanded.

ANDERSON: Well some officers make you forget that.

ANDERSON: How you feelin', sir?

GOLDMAN: Come on, let's get outta' here.

[46:10 / 46:20] Last Word with Rigby

RADIO [background]: Red Ranger, Red Ranger, this is chopper Six-Five Foxtrot. Approaching your location southwest... Over.

RADIO [background]: Uh, roger chopper Six-Five, I copy. Will I need an EZ with smoke? Copy, Red Ranger...

RADIO [background]: Uh, Red Ranger...

RIGBY: Now maybe you thought that was a cute trick last night turning your radio off instead of obeyin' orders.

RIGBY: Well it wasn't cute, it was insubordinate. And insubordination will not be tolerated. If the command structure breaks down, gentlemen, we're gonna' lose this war. You do not risk your lives for something of no tactical or strategic importance!

RUIZ: People are strategic, sucker!

RIGBY: All right, who said that? I demand to know who said that!

RUIZ: I did.

TAYLOR: No, you didn't. I did.

PERCELL: I think I did.

JOHNSON: Wait a minute, I said it.

HORN: Hey, no, I said it.

BAKER: It was me, man.

MATSUDA: Naw, it was me. Sir.

[47:07 / 47:17] End

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