Renaissance Man Page #12

Im not much of a collector,

but maybe if I get a bigger footlocker.

Yeah. Heh.

- You have a great sense of humor.

- Well, Im a staff sergeant.

- Staff Sergeant Marie.

- Staff Sergeant Leighton to you.

- Staff Sergeant anything to me.

- [ Woman ] Sergeant?

- Oh, there you are, Shana. Are you okay?

- Sorry Im late.

Mm-hmm. Hi.

- Remember me?

- Hi.

Im Shana. Shana Leroy.

I believe you know my husband.

Youre Leroys--

Yeah. So is he.

Ah! I-I didnt know that--

- Well, hows the kid?

- Fine.

- Oh. Oh.

- Youre right, you know.

[ Chuckles ]

Little joke.

- Yeah?

- [ Chuckles ]

These are for you.

Mr. Daviss records.

Mr. Rago, can you put it--

[ Marie ] I would show it

to Sergeant Cass first.

Marie.

Thank you. Thank you.

Thank you.

And thank you.

- [ Whispering ] Uh, Im gonna--

- Yeah. Mm-hmm.

Theyre on bivouac tonight.

- Mmm. Looks like things went well.

- Yeah.

- Nice kiss? Mm-hmm.

- Yes, it was. Thanks.

Oh.

[ Cass ]

Said weapon was found...

approximately 50 yards to my left...

- in a large puddle of water.

- [ Haywood ] Its my rifle,

Drill Sergeant!

Now, men, this is totally unacceptable!

[ Haywood ]

Drill Sergeant, yes, Drill Sergeant.!

- Fall back in!

- [ Bill ] Lou.!

Come here.!

I got somethin for ya.!

Lou! Hey, Lou! Come here!

Its important.!

[ Groans ]

I know he does this on purpose.

[ Grunts ]

[ Cass ] Yes, I love this weather.!

I love the rain.!

- Hes crazy.

- I love it.!

This is where we really

start trainin!

Just because its rainin,

the battle doesnt stop! Remember that!

- [ Cass ] Go.!

- [ Recruits Grunting ]

[ Grunting ]

My old drill sergeant used to say-- go!

[ Shouting, Grunting ]

""If it aint rainin,

we aint trainin.!"

Oh, give me the rain!

Give me the rain!

Yes, indeed.

Go.!

Private Melvin, front

and center on the double!

Go.!

[ Recruits Shouting, Grunting ]

Private Melvin, you study Shakespeare.

Yes, sir, Drill Sergeant!

Go! Let me hear it, then.

I study Shakespeare, Drill Sergeant!

No.! No.! I wanna hear some.!

Recite it. Go!

Fall back in. Private Benitez!

Front and center.!

[ Grunts ]

Private Benitez, New York.

- You study Shakespeare?

- Drill Sergeant, yes, Drill Sergeant!

All right.

Let me hear some. Go!

I said I wanna hear some. Lets go!

[ Shouting Continues ]

He that lives--

Come on, what?

What was that? I cant hear it!

Come on.! Go.!

[ Grunting, Shouting Continue ]

He that outlives this day...

and comes safe home...

will stand a-tiptoe

when this day is named...

and rouse him at the name of Crispian.

I didnt tell ya to stop.

Keep goin!

Keep goin!

Go.!

He that shall live this day

and see old age...

will yearly on the vigil

feast his neighbors and say...

tomorrow is Saint Crispian.

Then will he strip his sleeves,

show his scars...

and say, These wounds I had

on Saint Crispians day.

Old men forget, yet all

shall be forgot.

But hell remember with advantages...

what feats he did that day.

Then shall our names...

familiar in his mouth

as household words...

Harry the King,

Bedford and Exeter...

Warwick and Talbot...

Salisbury and Gloucester...

be in their flowing cups

freshly remembered.

And this story

shall the good man teach his son.

And Crispin Crispian

shall neer go by...

from this day to

the ending of the world...

but we in it shall be remembered.

[ Thunder Rumbling ]

We few...

we happy few...

we band of brothers.

For he today that sheds

his blood with me...

shall be my brother.

And gentlemen in England now abed...

shall think themselves

accursed they were not here...

and hold their manhoods

cheap whiles any speaks...

who fought with us...

upon Saint Crispians day.

That enough, Drill Sergeant?

Yes, Benitez. Good.

- That was nice!

- Good job!

Great.

Whats this?

These are Daviss fathers records.

Do what you think is right.

One, two, three, four

- Warriors!

- Double! Rear! Hesitate! March!

Ahh... ahh...

- damn!

- Double! Rear!

Change step! March!

Ahh... ahh...

- damn good!

- Change step! March!

Column left! March!

- Left, left, left, right, left.

- Go, company. Company. Warriors.!

Left, left,

left, right, left.

Left, left.

[ Leroy ]

Squad, halt.!

Right face.!

Fall out to instructional positions.! Huh.!

[ Together]

Ten, nine, eight, seven, six...

five, four, three,

two, one, freeze!

I said freeze!

Squad, assume test

positions! Huh!

Sir.! Double-D squad

reporting for final exam... sir.

Hoo-ah!

I feel sorry for Ophelia

cause she kills herself.

Cause first Hamlet dumps her,

and then he kills her father.

It was an accident, but he did it.

that he really did love her.

Suicide aint the way out.

A lot of people are on

their own, and they make it.

- The ghost.

- Excellent.

- Benitez.

- Uh, Yorick.

Yorick.

Yeah. Haywood.

Laertes.

Gimme somebody else.

- Laertes, Haywood.

- Laertes is a fool!

He aint never stopped to think about

what type of person Hamlet was.

All he does is do what the king

tells him to do.

When he fights Hamlet, all they

do is end up killin each other.

Thats his problem. He dont

stop and think before he acts.

I want somebody else, Bill.

[ Bill ]

Queen Gertrude. Fortinbras.

What did we learn

from the graveyard scene?

- Leroy.

- Well, maybe it means something,

maybe it dont, but, um--

Well, I can see why the

gravedigger say he went to work

the very day Hamlet was born.

I mean-- Well, its kinda funny

when you think about it.

The day youre born, you start to die.

You see, when Hamlet see that skull

in the graveyard, he see the light.

Skull aint got no tongue, you see?

Thats why later, when Hamlets

lyin there, dyin...

he wont let his man Horatio

kill himself.

Say, Nah, man. Im already gone.

Dont fall on your sword for me.

""You gotta go on and be my tongue...

tell my story, so I can live on.

You dig what Im sayin?

Its deep, ya know?

- Yeah, its way deep. Two times.

- Yeah. All right.

Two times, baby.

Three times.

So what do we get out of this play?

Melvin.

Ya know...

all the people in the play--

the kings and the queens

and the princes-- they all die.

And in the end, all thats left

is the two guys...

Fortinbras and Horatio.

A soldier and a student.

Aint that somethin?

That is something, Melvin.

Some eight or nine weeks ago,

a young man or woman...

apprehensively boarded a train,

plane, or got into a car...

and began a journey

to become a part of something...

they only knew vaguely as the army.

Thats Marie over there.

- [ Colonel James ] They did not

go away to do something.

- [ Bill ] See?

This is Emily.

My daughter.

[ Emily ]

Hi.

I met her here.

Well, you could tell.

- Shes cute.

- Thank you. Well, shes very nice.

Today, we see them

on this graduation field.

They are somehow stronger, prouder...

more mature, changed.

Today, you fine young men and women...

assume your positions as

guardians of Americas future...

and that future looks bright indeed...

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