The Real Glory Page #6

That's what started the cholera.

And it's not only drinking water

we need, it's sewage.

The whole village is a mess of pollution.

You've got to send somebody

up into the hills to dynamite the dam.

It's sure death to send anybody.

It's sure death here

unless we get running water.

It's out of the question.

If we don't get running water

in Mysang pretty soon,

there won't be any Mysang.

Better get down to the village quick, Doc,

they're dropping like flies.

(ALL CLAMORING)

No more water. Put it back.

(SPEAKING MORO)

Dr. Canavan said, anybody who tries

to get water here, shoot him.

(WOMEN CLAMORING)

All right, come on, step it up.

The doc needs the lime. Step it up.

Take everything out of here, that bedding,

the mattress, and everything and burn it.

(SPEAKING IN FILIPINO)

On your way. On your way.

(MAN PLEADING)

Come on, on your way.

You got to get out of here.

(SPEAKING IN FILIPINO)

What are you going to do

with all these families you're evicting?

Drown them. How do I know

what I'm gonna do with them?

I'm sorry. I've gotta figure that out later.

First we've got to clear out

all these infected houses.

What are you doing here anyway?

I want to help.

You see that lime over there?

Make a saturated solution,

then go from house to house

and disinfect the dishes.

(SPEAKING IN MORO)

Doc, there are some more people

for the hospital.

The hospital's full now.

But we can use the clubhouse.

I'll get blankets and prepare for them.

Thank you, Padre.

Doc! They need you over at the hospital.

Hey! Hey! What's going on here?

He throw me in guardhouse,

I no go with him.

Go where?

Captain Hartley's given me orders

to dynamite the dam.

I'm taking the squad with me.

We need Mike to show us the way.

I no go!

Mike, I need running water, bad.

You bet your life.

So long, Bill.

- Goodbye, Mac.

- Godspeed.

What orchids I'm gonna bring back.

I hope it won't be lilies.

(MAN SHOUTING)

You're just about as jumpy

as the rest of us.

Last night when a man went down

to relieve the sentry by the river,

the sentry shot at him.

They're so nervous around here,

they're shooting at shadows.

- Captain.

- Yes.

Larson should've been back long ago.

Well?

Well, what are you going to do about it?

I can't spare any men.

Suppose there's an attack on the post.

I wish there were. So does everyone else.

Why hasn't it come?

- Why don't we do something?

- McCool!

I'm sorry, sir.

What's wrong with you?

Nothing.

Better see Dr. Canavan. You're not well.

Listen, sir, Larson hasn't got

a chance out there,

and everyone here is getting so jumpy

just sitting around

- waiting for something to happen...

- That's enough, McCool!

Yes, sir.

Here's looking at you, Mac.

Bottoms up.

He's gonna be all right.

I think we caught it in time.

The germ hasn't been found

that can stop him.

You better go home

and get some rest. You need it.

I'm all right.

You haven't had 40 winks

in the last 40 hours.

Neither have you.

You know, I'm beginning

to dislike this guy Alipang

for the first time.

Why doesn't he come down

and fight like a man?

I'm making war with germs

instead of bolos.

I don't think the Filipinos

are afraid of Alipang now.

They're more afraid of the cholera.

I wonder what happened to Larson?

He couldn't have lost his way,

he had Mike with him.

Well,

I'll know a whole lot more about cholera

by the time I get home.

Linda?

Have you ever thought about

taking up nursing?

HARTLEY:
What's the matter?

She's all right. She's just been

on her feet too long, and fell asleep.

Sit down a minute, will you?

I'm pretty busy.

I know, I want to talk to you.

Have a cigarette.

How's McCool?

Pretty sick.

What are you going to do about Larson?

I don't know.

He never got to the dam.

No.

It's a funny thing

about Larson's passion for orchids.

Big, clumsy, sweet.

Still, I have an uncle back home,

a blacksmith.

He has tremendous hands.

Can bend a horseshoe with them.

But you ought to see him

in the garden with his flowers.

Canavan, I'm going blind.

That bolo cut on the head

hit the optical nerve.

It's been getting worse lately.

Why didn't Colonel Hatch order you

to the base hospital?

He did. I tore up

the medical report when he died.

So I wouldn't see it.

What did the report say?

It recommended retirement,

but I had other plans.

Suicide?

What are you talking about?

I know, a report would read,

"Killed in action." Is that it?

That's better than rotting away

in an officer's club.

Fact is you're afraid.

Afraid to live. That's much worse

than being afraid to die.

Dying is easy. One way of running out.

Running out?

Do you know what failure here means?

Mysang isn't just an isolated village,

it's a test.

If we can hold out here,

the whole job in the Philippines is done.

Well, I've failed.

I've got to send for the army.

What good would that do?

It'd take days, maybe weeks.

Maybe you can wait that long,

but the cholera can't.

What can I do?

Larson's gone,

- McCool's sick, and I'm...

- You're not blind yet!

You're not a failure.

You've just quit.

You're as choked up with fear

as those men of yours were.

Afraid of blindness.

Afraid of failure.

Why don't you stop being sorry

for yourself and do something?

We don't need the army,

we need running water.

Doctor, it is true.

The people all die

unless the river runs again.

Many have died already.

Some are Moros,

my people.

If you give me men,

I'll lead them myself

to the riverhead to break up the dam.

Give me but a score of men with rifles.

I have already sent one expedition.

Until I hear from Lieutenant Larson...

You will not hear from him.

How do you know?

Well, I am told he followed the river.

That was wrong.

The riverhead is guarded

by Alipang's men.

But there is another trail.

Mike.

Mike.

What happened to Larson?

Killed...

Everybody...

Ambush.

Captain, soon it'll be too late.

(MIKE MURMURING)

Larson...

Datu...

Datu...

Mike.

It's a good thing

you held on to anting-anting.

You bet your life.

Mike,

what about the Datu?

You were mumbling about the Datu, Mike.

Mike,

try to remember.

Mike,

the Datu.

Datu.

Datu.

He with Alipang's men.

Datu killed Larson.

Where's Captain Hartley?

He went to blow out dam.

Did the Datu go with him?

How many men did they take?

Thirty-two.

And the Datu take some Moros.

Moros? What for?

To carry dynamite.

Mac.

Mac.

Mac, listen.

Old Drill 'Em's in trouble.

I've got to go after him.

Mac.

Mac, come out of it, please.

Listen,

you're in charge. There's nobody else.

You've got to take over.

- Yeah.

- Understand?

Mac,

take care of Linda.

The river bends and turns,

we could go straight up.

You see, no ambush, no trouble.

How soon before we get there?

One hour we'll be there.

(BIRDS CHIRPING)

Datu.

Why are we going up?

Shouldn't we be down in the gully?

We make circle.

Soon we come to the riverhead.

How soon?

Half an hour.

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