The Real Glory Page #5
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- 1939
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crawling on the ground,
howling for mercy, begging for help,
scared out of his skin
because of the skin of a dead pig?
Oh, take a good look at him.
(PLEADING)
Listen to him muffering.
Is that the man to be afraid of?
- Larson, take this man to the guardhouse.
- Yes, sir.
- Yabo, get these men back to their drilling.
- Yes, sir.
And you, come to my office.
Fall in!
(CHATTERING IN FILIPINO)
(ALL LAUGHING)
You knew what my orders were
about going out in the jungle.
Captain, you ought to frame that pigskin.
Those men have had a shot in the arm,
vaccinated against fear,
and I think it's gonna work.
We've deliberately avoided
making trouble with Alipang
until the troops were properly trained.
Well, you fixed that.
Raiding their camp, capturing a prisoner.
You've got them all stirred up.
In all probability, they'll attack.
No, no, that's not their plan.
Their plan is to kill
every officer on the post first.
Hatch and Manning were the beginning.
I found that out.
I don't care what you found out.
You've been a meddling fool
right from the start,
and now you've disobeyed orders.
I'm warning you.
If you step over the line again,
I'll confine you to quarters.
That's all.
That juramentado he captured
must have been on his way to kill you.
I imagine Dr. Canavan saved your life.
Yes. I know.
Next time you're gonna play
those games in the jungle,
why don't you take me with you?
I'm rather good at that sort of thing.
I can start a fire
by rubbing two Boy Scouts together,
and I can even cross a river in a paper bag
when I'm in good form.
I couldn't think of it, Mac.
That would be disobeying orders.
I'll be in in a minute, Mac.
You're leaving today, aren't you?
Well, in case I don't see you...
I was worried for fear I wouldn't get back
in time to say goodbye.
We were all worried, for fear
you wouldn't get back at all.
Goodbye.
Goodbye.
Didn't take me that long
to say goodbye to her.
"Parting is such sweet sorrow
"That I shall say 'Good Night'
till it be morrow."
- Alack, my friend...
- Shut up, you ape.
All packed, Linda?
I'm not going.
Canavan?
I'm afraid I must insist
that you take the boat, Linda.
I'm sorry, Father.
I'm staying here.
We must change our plans, Alipang.
They never come to the jungle to fight.
Yes, they will.
They come to jungle.
(SPEAKING MORO)
(ALL CHATTERING IN MORO)
(SPEAKING MORO)
What's the matter?
Hey, what's the matter?
(ALL CHATTERING IN MORO)
Hey. What are they talking about?
Oh, they says the water went down
two feet in the last hour.
(SPEAKING MORO)
(ALL CHATTERING IN MORO)
Perhaps there's been a landslide
that made the river change its course.
No, it happened too quickly for that.
Maybe it disappeared
into a subterranean channel or something.
Captain, I just came back from the hills.
I saw many Moros carry bamboo, rocks.
Alipang, he dammed up the river.
Another trick to lure us out in the jungle.
But it won't work.
- But the river...
- We don't need the river.
The old well, we'll use that.
We'll rig up a still and use seawater.
(ALL CHATTERING IN MORO)
(BABY CRYING)
A man named Cragg
invented the repeating rifle
and a man named Jenner
invented vaccinations.
And if the Philippines
ever becomes a nation of its own,
who'll get the credit?
Cragg.
But who will it belong to?
Jenner.
The whole post's in an uproar
about a few Moros
when all around them
are billions of enemies,
whole regiments of disease,
to a few of which you are now
more or less immune.
Thank you.
Thank you, too, for saving my father's life.
I heard about it.
Say, what's the matter with your father,
anyway? What's he afraid of?
Afraid?
He acts like a little boy
who's lost his way home
and is scared somebody's gonna
find out about it.
Why doesn't he do something
about the river, and why doesn't he...
Every time you mention my father,
you criticize him.
I'm sorry.
Tenyente Canavan.
When you bring in Moro prisoner,
you said this is our country,
we must protect it.
Tenyente, we are ready now.
Say that again.
Alipang dry up our river.
The people are frightened.
We don't know what Alipang does next.
We want to fight, Tenyente.
We would rather die than live like this.
We think maybe you speak
to Captain Hartley.
Come on!
Captain Hartley, now's your chance.
These boys aren't afraid of Alipang
anymore. He's got them fighting mad.
They want to go now
and have it out with him.
- Go where?
- Into the jungle, after him.
That's out of the question.
But listen, Captain,
if these boys are ever gonna lick Alipang,
this is the moment.
We'll lick him by staying right here.
Yabo, take these men back to drilling.
Wait! Look here, Captain...
That's all.
No, that isn't all.
You were sent down here
to train these men
till they were ready to defend themselves.
Well, they're ready now,
and if you can't see that,
you're as blind as a bat.
- Canavan.
- What are you waiting for?
If this place is the testing ground,
the independence of the Philippines
rests with those boys.
Well, they say they're ready to be tested.
What right have you got
to stand in their way?
You're forgetting yourself.
They're fighting for existence
and nothing's gonna stop them.
And if they let you do it,
they're just plain stupid.
Canavan,
you're under arrest for insubordination.
Yabo, confine him to his quarters.
(ALL SPEAKING LATIN)
Doctor, there are some sick people
in the village who need attention.
Tell them to boil their water.
Give them Mag Sulph.
Maybe they need a little drilling.
You better get out and look them over.
I'm confined to quarters.
I've decided to suspend
your order of arrest.
And I've decided to remain here
during the rest of my stay
at Mysang. I'm sorry.
If you persist in this attitude,
you will force me
to prefer charges against you.
Fine.
I hope you use your influence
to have me cashiered.
Save me the bother of resigning.
Doctor!
Dr. Canavan.
He is sick. Very sick.
What is it?
Cholera.
CANAVAN:
And up into the corners,
the walls, the shelves and everything.
Use plenty of carbolic.
No fresh fruit sold in the store.
No coconuts, bananas, mangoes.
Nothing. Understand?
Boil your water. Scald all your dishes.
And don't serve any uncooked food
of any kind.
Understand?
And tell the other women.
All food for the patients
must be cooked in company kitchens.
- No food shipped in and out of the harbor.
- Yes, sir.
Get some men started digging lime,
and post a guard by the well.
- And no water to be taken out of it.
- Yes, sir.
Doctor.
Here's the list of supplies I need.
Cottonseed oil, calamo,
all the canned milk
you've got in the storehouse.
Buckets, shovels, and add lime and...
Don't you think you could read this better
if you held it right-side up?
There's one thing that isn't on that list
that we need more than anything else.
Water.
- There's the old well.
- It's no good. It's polluted.
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