To End All Wars Page #5

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we heard what it could be.

We heard the true spirit

of the music,

and that was pure freedom.

Drawn by thee,

our souls aspiring

soar to uncreated light

word of God,

our flesh that fashioned

with the fire of life

impassioned

soaring, dying

'round thy throne

"If we are marked to die,

we are enough

to do our country loss."

Man:
Guard, guard!

Down, down!

Man #2:
Come on.

Come, now.

Glad you could make it.

The bloody music

was bloody awful.

"He that shall see this day

and live old age

"shall stand at tip-toe

when this day is named.

"Then shall he strip his sleeve

and show his scars

"and say..."

Man:
There's no ammo

in this thing!

Ian:
Find it!

"Old men forget,

yet all shall be forgot."

Shh, shh, shh!

It's a b-24.

It's liberators.

How can you be sure?

It's unmistakable,

that.

Sweet music.

It's liberators!

Allied aircraft.

They couldn't see us,

but we could sure hear them,

and we knew

that the war was turning.

Me arse!

Takashi:

Attention, prisoners.

These men are guilty

of murdering two guards

who represent the imperial

army...

Give us

this day our daily bread.

...and conspiracy to commit

insurrection.

They have violated

the mercy of the emperor

and his venerable sergeant.

Such deeds must be punished.

Honorable sergeant ito

will now dispense with the

prescribed and just punishment.

Thy kingdom come,

thy will be done.

Give us this day

our daily bread.

Major.

Amen.

Bastard.

Ito.

Dusty?

What are you saying?

What are you saying?!

Dusty?

No!

No!

No!

No! Dusty!

Major!

Major, what did he say?

Major, please,

what did dusty say?

Major!

Oh.

My boys.

Sorry.

No, no, no!

No! No!

No.

Superstition.

Do it.

Ernest:
Dusty!

Dusty!

Dusty!

When dusty Miller died,

something in the hearts

and minds of every man

died with him.

What we had somehow managed

to hold on to

for years of survival

now seemed utterly meaningless,

like God himself was playing

a cruel joke on us all...

...until I remembered dusty's

words so very long ago --

"except a corn of wheat

fall into the ground and die,

"it abideth alone.

But if it die,

it bringeth forth much fruit."

I never found out what dusty

said to ito that day,

but I knew I had witnessed

the power of forgiveness.

Takashi:
Attention.

Soon all inferior races

will bow before the majesty

of the emperor

and the knights

of the bushido.

When we heard the planes again,

we thought our deliverance

had finally arrived.

And then it happened.

Hail,

knights of bullshitto!

Our own allies

thought we were the enemy.

Give me your hand.

Go! I'm fine!

Help the other men!

Help! Somebody!

Help me, Ernie!

Just don't look at it, man!

Don't look at it!

It's nothing.

It's nothing!

Don't look at it, man!

They thought

we was nips, Ernie!

I almost made it!

I got killed by my own side,

Ernie!

You're not killed.

You're wounded.

They thought

we was nips!

Don't leave me, man.

Don't you leave me, man.

Don't you leave me, man.

Don't you leave me, man.

Don't leave me, man.

Stay with me, man.

Stay with me, man!

Stay with me, man!

Stay with me, man!

No!

An enemy location

was also hit nearby.

The wounded had abandoned

their posts, looking for help.

Their arrival at our camp

would compel us

to make the most important

decision of our lives --

a decision that would defy

the bushido code

of honor and shame.

Hai.

Ernest.

Captain Gordon,

I forbid you

to give comfort and aid

to the enemy.

Major, those are

wounded, dying human beings.

They're no harm to us.

Ernie, get back

to your own men.

Can someone

please get me some water?

Could someone

please get me some water?!

We were left alone

by our captors.

Nowhere to go.

Nothing to do.

An uncertain future, with only

a makeshift radio left behind,

hoping for any word

from the outside.

"To all allied prisoners

of war.

"The Japanese forces have

surrendered unconditionally,

and the war is over."

Foxworth:
"For he today

that sheds his blood with me

shall be my brother."

"Be he ne'er so vile, this day

shall gentle his condition."

"From this day

to the ending of the world,

"but we in it

shall be remembered.

We few, we happy few,

we band of brothers."

Where are the guards?

Th-they left.

Fled into the jungle...

From us.

Which direction?

I have no idea.

You're a man

of true principle and devotion.

And, you know,

I want to be just like you.

Just like you.

Ernest:
Major Campbell.

Hey, Ernie.

You're just in time.

You're making

a mistake.

No.

I'm making justice, man.

Making justice.

Don't you think

I want this?

Eh?

Eh?

We all deserve

to see him suffer,

but this is not right.

Hmm?

Hmm?

Aye.

Oh!

You stupid,

stupid wee boy!

Stupid wee boy!

God forgive me!

Oh, God forgive me!

Oh, God forgive me, son!

Forgive me, son.

No!

What is the consequence

of a single life

weighing less than a feather?

Bastard!

Bastard!

War is the final destination

of hatred.

When you look

in the eyes of the enemy,

and you see yourself...

Come here.

Come here.

...at what price mercy?

Who is my neighbor?

How many times

shall I forgive my brother?

What does it mean

to love one's enemies?

What can a man give

in exchange for his soul?

These are the questions

that I faced in my prison camp.

The answers

changed my life forever.

Find the place

where the swords cannot go

where the guns

can no longer be heard

find the place

where the flames cannot burn

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