The Thin Red Line Page #6

out of the memory of what we had together.

Forgive me.

It just got too lonely, Jack.

We'll meet again some day.

People who have been as close as we've beenalways meetagain.

I have no right to speak to you this way.

I can'tstop myself.

A habitso strong.

Oh, my friend of all those shining years.

Help me leave you!

What's your name?

We were a family.

How'd it break up and come apart?

So that now we're turned against each other.

Each standing in the other's light.

How did we lose the good that was given us?

Let itslip away?

Scatter it careless?

What's keeping us from reaching out?

Touching the glory?

I'd have had you, Witt, ifyou was a Jap,

Iong ago.

They leave you here?

Yup.

I slowed 'em up.

Don't mind, really.

The medic fixed me up pretty good.

I got plenty of ammo.

Somebody'll be along for me eventually.

- They got you good.- Right in the knee.

Yeah.

I'm out ofthis war for good, Witt.

- What you doin' down here?- Just, you know,

I'm heading back to the company.

Yeah.

Well, you give all them boys my best.

You can come with me if you want.

I'll help you along.

No, it's nice and quiet.

Peaceful up here.

I'd just slow you up.There'll be somebody along.

I'll remind 'em.

OK.

Hey, Witt.

Who you making trouble for today?

What d'you mean?

Well, isn't that what you like to do?

Turn left when they say go right?

Why are you such a troublemaker, Witt?

You care about me, don't you, Sergeant?

I always felt like you did.

Why do you alwaysmake yourself out like a rock?

One day I can come up and talk to you,

by the next day it's like we never even met.

Lonely house now.

You ever get lonely?

Only around people.

Only around people.

You still believing in the beautiful light,are you?

How do you do that?

You're a magician to me.

I still see a spark in you.

One man looks ata dying birdandthinks there's nothing but unansweredpain.

But death's got the fiinal word.

It's laughing athim.

Another man sees thatsame bird,

feels the glory.

Feels something smiling through him.

We need to get out of here right now.

- You explain to... headquarters the situation?- No.

Do they know where we are?Cos we're sitting ducks out here.

Well, I think that's...up to me to judge, Sergeant.

I think we just need to send somebodyup there and find out how close they are. OK?

It's easy.

Hey, Weld...get headquarters on that thing.

The fire's coming closer, sir.

Line's cut!

We need to send somebody out thereto find out where that line is being cut.

And we need to find out how close they are.

Come on.

OK. OK.

Hey, you.

You go.

You're going, Fife.

Coombs. You go, too.

Come on!

I'll go. I want you to knowI think the whole thing's a bad idea, though.

If they come down here in any strength,Lieutenant, they'll knock our position to hell.

You don't have to go. Others'll volunteer.

No, I wanna go, sir. In casesomething bad happens, I wanna be there.

All right. You stay by the river.

That jungle's too thick. And be very careful.

I will.

Good luck, Witt.

You OK, Fife?

A reinforce battalion.

We need to go back.

Tell the lieutenant.

Let's go.

I'm hit!

One of us needs to stay here and hold 'em off.

We'll be all right.

My friend here doesn't have long,

so... you go.

You go on ahead.

Witt!

They're coming.

I gotta go. I don't want you to be afraid.

Just hide out here till you hear firing,then push on down the river.

No.

- Where's Coombs?- Get back. Get back, they're coming.

Fall back.

Where's Witt? Fife, where's Witt?

Fife, where's Witt?

Fife. Fife, where's Witt?

America.

Where's your spark now?

Now, I know you men have beenmaking and drinking this goddamn swipe.

That's OK by me.

Everything a lie.

Any man in my outfitcan get as drunk as he wants to every night.

Everything you hearandsee.

As long as he's in shape to make reveilleand carry out any assignment given.

If he can't do that,he's gonna have trouble from me.

- So much to spew out.- I prefer to think of myself as a family man,

and that's what we all are here,whether we like it or not.

We are a family.

I'm the father.

Guess that makesSergeant Welsh here the mother.

Theyjustkeep coming, one afteranother.

That makes you all the children in this family.

Now, a family can have only one head,and that is the father.

Father's the head, mother runs it.That's the way it's gonna work here.

- If any ofyou wanna see me about anything,- You're in a box.

- anything at all,- A moving box.

you will find that I am available.

This war is not gonna be overby next Christmas.

It's gonna be a long timebefore we get home...

They wantyou dead.

Or in theirlie.

Only one thing a man can do.

Find something that's his.

Make an islandforhimself.

Iflnevermeetyou in this life,

Iet me feel the lack.

A glance from your eyes,and mylife willbe yours.

Somethin' I can come back to.Some kind offoundation.

I mean, I don't know what, you know,what your plans are, but...

I'm determined now.I've been through the thick and thin of it.

You know, I may be young,but I've lived plenty of life.

I'm ready to start living it good.

You know, my daddy always told me it'sgonna get a lot worse before it gets better.

You know, cos life ain't supposed to bethat hard when you're young.

Well, I figure after thisthe worst is gonna be gone.

It's time for things to get better.That's what I want.

That's what's gonna happen.

I'm getting older now.

By no means old, but older.

Where is it that we were together?

Who were you thatllived with?

Walked with?

The brother.

The friend.

Darkness from light.

Strife from love.

Are they the workings ofone mind?

The features ofthe same face?

Oh, mysoul,

Iet me be in you now.

Look out through my eyes.

Look outat the things you made.

All things shining.

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