The Thin Red Line Page #2

And I can tell you whose fault it is, too.

It's that captain of ours.

First he gets us stuck off on this boatwhere we don't know a f***ing soul.

Then he gets us stuck way down in fourthplace on the list to get offthis son of a b*tch.

Hello, Captain.

I read in your 201 filethat you were an officer before the war.

How'd you end up a private?

Cos of my wife.

I was in the corps of engineers.

We'd never been separated before,

not even for a night.

I took it for four months and then I quit.

Just resigned.

They sent me back to the States.

They told meI'd never get another commission.

They said they'd see to it I got draftedand that I for damn sure'd be in the infantry.

Sons of b*tches.

No, I don't blame them.

Well, where is she now?

She's home.

Why shouldlbe afraid to die?

I belong to you.

Move! Move! Move!

Move! Move!

Move! Move!

Moving out!

Iflgo fiirst, I'll waitforyou there.

On the otherside ofthe dark waters.

Put your helmet on.

Be with me now.

- Feeling the pressure, Captain?- Yes, sir.

I like you, Captain.

And I just want you to know, well,we're in this thing together. All right?

Keep pressing inland till you reach the line.I'll catch up with you there.

- Yes, sir.- It's all yours, Captain.

Gangway! Gangway there!

Coming through!

Squad leaders! Both teams!

This way, son. This way, right here.

Stand by to go over the side!

Our Father, who art in heaven...

And forgive us our debts,as we forgive our debtors.

For Thine is the kingdom,and the power, and the glory.

Your outfit's lucky.

Transports must've been spotted.

You're getting outta here just ahead oftime.

Take a breath, mister. You gotta breathe!

- You Charlie Company?- Yeah.

We went in a mile. Nothing there.

Some oil drums.There'd be nothing there for...

- A week.- A week, sir.

No casualties. Japs must've hauled ass.

Two mortars hit the beach,but most guys came in standing up.

Darnedest thing I ever did see.

They got fish that live in trees.

If they didn't know this beach was deserted,what else don't they know?

Who are you to live in all these manyforms?

Your death that captures all.

You, too, are the sourceofall that's gonna be born.

Your glory.

Mercy.

Peace.

Truth.

You give calm a spirit,

understanding,

courage.

The contentedheart.

Get a medic here!

Maybe allmen got one big soulwho everybody's a part of.

All faces ofthe same man.

One big self.

Everyone looking forsalvation byhimself.

Each like a coal

drawn from the fiire.

We're going straight up that hill there.

- We can't do that, Colonel.- Well, there's no way to outflank it.

On the left is a cliffthat falls down into the river.

The Japanese hold the jungle.It has to be taken frontally.

What about water, sir?It's not getting up here.

My men are... passing out, sir.

Only time you worry about a soldieris when he stops bitching.

We're all gonna attack abreast.Third Platoon in reserve.

We've gotta crossthose three folds of ground. You see?

Once we get beyond that,we gotta attack that hill.

Colonel says there's no way to outflank it,so we gotta take it head-on by frontal assault.

- Whyte?- Yeah?

- See the grassy ridges at the foot ofthat hill?- Yeah.

When you get to the end ofthat field,eliminate all strongpoints on those ridges.

I'm sure the Japs got something thereto protect the approaches.

Are you here?

Let me not betray you.

Let me not betray my men.

In you I place my trust.

Rosy-fingered dawn.

You're Greek, aren't you, Captain?

D'you ever read Homer?

We read Homer at the Point.

In Greek.

What kind ofartillerysupportdo we have, sir? Over.

- Two batteries of 105s.- They won'tmake a dent. Over.

No, but it bucks the men up.It'll look like the Japs are catching hell.

OK, you guys.

This is it.

We're going down in groups often.

There's no point in going by rushes.Only make a better target stopped, so...

run all the way.

We ain't got no choice.We're picked, so we gotta go.

I'm gonna take the first bunch myself.

I want Charlie Dale with me. Dale?

You go organise them guys that's up there.

Moving out in five minutes.

Let's go.

Sico?

- What's wrong with you?- I'm sick to my stomach.

Sico, you get up now,or I'll kick you so hard you're gonna be sick.

I can't. I would if I could.

I'm sick.

I'm sick.

You ain't sick. Get up!

- What's the matter, Sico?- I don't know, Sergeant.

It's my stomach. I'm in pain, I got cramps.

I can't even sit up straight. I'm sick.

- Come on, get up!- Leave him.

I need a volunteer to carry the BAR!Drop your gear. I'm taking you to the medics.

Thank you, Sergeant.

Don't argue with me.

Good luck, Keck.

Plug that hole on your right!

Move!

Maybe they pulled out.

Hit dirt!

Hit dirt!

Calm down, calm down,calm down, calm down.

Stretcher-bearers!

Come on!

Stretcher-bearers, this way!

- Go get that man.- We already got eight or nine down there...

- Don't argue with me! Get that man!- He's not the one we should think about...

Goddamn it, all ofyou!Am I in command here or am I not?!

- Am I the captain or a goddamn private?- Others are hit bad. That's all I meant.

- I gave you an order, private!- Yes, sir!

Hello, First Sergeant.

Who we going after over here?

We think it's Jacques.

Ol' Jockey.

Well, sh*t. That's, that's, that's too bad.

Sir?

Sir? Sir, can I come back to the companyafter we get Jockey back to the battalion?

- OK, but you gotta get permission.- Sure. And my rifle.

Nicky! You're still alive!

Keep moving! Keep moving!

Magnificent, Staros, magnificent. The finestthing these old eyes have seen in a long time!

Beautifully conceived and executed!You'll be mentioned in battalion orders.

Young Whyte ledbeautifully.

Yes, sir. Over.

But sending in your second too was brilliant.

They may have carried the ridge. I don't thinkthey were hurt too bad. Blane led well, too.

Now, how many emplacementsdid they locate?

Did they knock any out?

We ought to have those ridgescleaned outbynoon! Over.

Hello! Hello! Staros, are you there?

Here, sir. Over.

I said, howmany emplacements did theylocate? Did theyknock any out? Over.

Children.

I don't know, sir.

What the hell do you mean, you don'tknow?How can you notknow? Over.

I'm right here behind the first swell, sir.I'm right here behind the swell.

You want me to stand up and wave? Over.

No, I can see where you are.I want you to do something.

I want you to get up thereand see what the situation is.

I want Hill 210 in my hands tonight.

Now, goddamn it,the Admiral got up at dawn for this!

Come to life up there, Staros. Out!

Move up!

Hey, Keck!

Yeah!

- We gotta get out of here.- I know it.

Blane's dead.

You're in charge.

We know you there, Yank!

Tojo eats sh*t!

No! Roosevelt eats sh*t!

I got him! I got him!

I killeda man.

Hey, Queen!

Queen, you there?

Worst thing you can do.Worse than rape.

Queen! You see them Japsleaving that left ridge?

- I killed a man. Nobody can touch me for it.- I ain't seen nothing.

Well, get your f***in' head upand look around!

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