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- Leave!
Go!
What a bothersome kid.
Gosh...
This kid needs to get more whippings to Iearn not to wake us up at this time.
So early like that.
Let's send him away soon to a reformatory, ok?
What a kid!
What a day...
Mom, what is this about sending Frinéia away?
You're doing it on purpose, aren't you.
She's the one who takes care of me she's the only one here who does, and you don't do anything.
You even broke her arm.
It was her, dad, who broke her arm I saw it.
The next time you get involved with that dirty little maid,
I'II throw you out of the house.
Let her stay, mom.
She does everything for me.
Makes orange juice, brings me candy.
She does everything for me.
Even the doll from the US you gave her.
- How are you good-Iooking?
- Get out of here.
You have been seen with too many actresses.
Get out of here.
I'm going to get out of here I can't stand BabaIoo anymore.
Hi!
Check it out.
No one's home.
It's closed.
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What is it?
- Come here man.
- Look at him there.
Come here, boy, get down here.
- Come down here for a minute.
- What do you want?
- I want to talk to you, come here.
- Let's go.
- Come on, man!
Look at that, you can get in from behind?
AII right, ok.
Hi, RobesvaIdo, how are you?
Hi, how are you?
Look at the horsy that mommy gave me.
Look.
There are more, there are more.
Look at the cars, look at them.
Wow, that's neat.
really great.
No, no.
Not the horsy.
Don't touch the horsy.
No.
Don't touch.
Don't touch it.
No!
relax, what's your problem?
Be good...
Look, look.
It's American.
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Oh.
What is it?
- Let me go!
- Quiet.
- Let me go!
- Be quiet.
My horsy, my horsy...
They want to steal my horsy.
calm down!
Be quiet...
Turn him over, turn him over.
Ok, all right, everything's ok.
It's nothing.
You like that, don't you?
His pants are almost coming off.
A honey.
Ok, I took them off.
Look at the car, touch it.
Take it.
Stop, stop it!
Hey, hey.
What is it, Babá?
Look, dear, I'II give you what I promised.
My husband doesn't bother anything.
I'II give you everything I promised.
A yacht, a car.
Then we'II go to the US.
But you have to be good to me
Now, what I told you, I'II give you everything, everything.
Everything I promised you, my love.
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But you have to be good to me.
Everything, everything, I'II give you everything.
- Look dear, we're going to get on board
- jewels... tonight, in a very beautiful place.
We will my dear.
As beautiful as this place here.
- It will be great.
- also the jewels, right?
It will be our happiness.
Without my husband or anyone else.
I'II give you everything you want.
The place is beautiful.
beautiful, expensive.
It will be our honeymoon.
So tonight we'II get on board your yacht, dear.
Mommy fell in love with a handsome Italian gangster
Good-looking.
Very wealthy.
He had oil wells in the East and diamond mines in Africa.
He promised to take her to his mansion in Argentina.
He swore mom would be a great hockey player.
She took it hook, line and sinker.
She rocked and rolled with that Italian communist.
Dear.
What a bright, clean room.
Come, my love.
I Iove you dear.
Come lie down, my love.
Lie down, dear.
Come lie down.
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I Iove you.
I Iove you.
I adore you.
I want you.
You are all mine.
My love.
I Iove you.
Ah, dear.
I want you.
I want only you.
I'II never leave you.
Dear...
An hour later he disappeared with all the real jewels mom had.
It was sensational!
Madam's Chinese masseuse works miracles, doesn't she?
There's just not a saint who melts the rolls of fat of that tub-a-lard.
is it true what the newspapers are saying, Badu?
Have your seen your picture next to the Queen of Singapore?
How embarrassing.
- What a marvelous day!
- It's true.
I sent the lady to the US.
Now everything here is ours.
- really?
- My divine...
I want you to see my flowers, bouquets, my property.
- Let's walk in the garden some.
- Ok.
- Tonight we'II dine with Champaign.
- Champaign?
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Great.
This is one of my farms with palms, chayote, papaya, banana.
I Iove bananas.
You know, I'm going to begin commercializing palm bark.
You have so much money, why do you want more?
I already export tons of okra and scarlet eggplant to the East.
What more do you want?
well, a bit more won't hurt, will it?
well...
The situation is horrible.
Do you know what they want?
to go full throttle.
I Iike bananas.
The Portuguese was left with his pants in his hand.
He was cheated, sir.
- You're more sarcastic than ever.
- You don't say.
This country is an orchard.
Your mouth has the fragrance of gardenia,
The fragrance of gardenia the essence of love.
Your mouth has the fragrance of gardenia,
The fragrance of gardenia the essence of love
I'm coming.
Just a minute.
- Made by our cooks.
- Wow, they must be good.
And now you.
Come here.
Come over here.
Sit here, put this over here.
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And now get really close to her.
What crap.
Come here my love, don't be sad.
What is it?
Give him a kiss so he won't be sad.
That's it.
Dear, Iet's take off the chamber robe?
I'II help you.
Ok.
Throw this stinking cigar away.
Throw it away.
That's it.
Now hold me, go ahead.
calm down, lion.
You like me more than her, right?
My, he's so strong.
You figure that he even sold rotten fish for holy Week, just to be able to put the product he makes on the market.
He's a manufacturer, a manufacture of...
St. Benedict's Purging.
That's it.
St. Benedict's Laxative.
really?
marvelous.
Keep your eye on this mob.
Have a seat.
Don't be reading comics.
You can relax, sir.
It's safe.
Don't worry.
Ah, what a good life.
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My papaya sweetie.
Look at his cheeks.
More than a hunk you are, my boy.
I don't want to boast, but I was born handsome like this.
There is room in my heart for both of you.
No, I want you for myself.
I want you all to myself.
What beautiful legs.
Come here.
Come closer.
Now try to take him away, I want to see.
Just try.
marvelous.
marvelous.
Badu you are wonderful.
In this way you are going to strangle your little papaya.
It's true, you'II strangle your papaya.
Ah, wonderful.
marvelous.
All will taste, la la la
Paulista butter, la la la
Paulista is truly the butter with the highest quality
Of course. I'm Paulistinha, the Paulista product doll, and I can tell you that Paulista butter is of extra quality, a pure, healthy butter.
With Paulista Butter you've got quality.
Brazil, the owner of beauty, most beautiful nature, which inspired me.
Brazil,
Those who see you and know you, will never forget you.
I carry you in my heart.
Brazil.
Imagine that, Dr. Badu, wanted to rub it in my face.
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Look at that, just look at that.
From his aqua marine mines.
These monsters will be sorry.
Look, look at that.
These monster are pests.
They want to stifle me, too.
They are terrible, monsters.
terrible.
Badu, Iet's go.
Wake up.
Wake up my love.
This isn't a time for sleeping.
Come on.
Open your eyes.
- Go where I tell you.
- Yes, sir.
What are you cooking there?
obviously Dr. Badu's dinner.
- Hey, what's that?
- well, of course it's food, right?
Don't do that boy, behave yourself.
You pest.
Be good.
If Madam BouganviIIe saw this she would become thin with anger.
Come, my coconut sweetie pie, come.
Who told you to stay here?
Get in the kitchen, go on.
What do you want?
I want to go in the pool.
Hey, a great idea.
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I'm crazy for an ice cold Coke.
I bought 10 cases just for you.
You're too much.
Can you imagine that talkative, high-spirited gal being proud and magnificent in the black forest of life, tossing out her compliments.
She's famous for devouring dollars.
In a short time, she left dad with just his underwear. lf only.
It's his weakness.
Only the skirts knock him down.
He thought all of this was so picturesque.
Ah, daddy!
Look at the cutie.
wonderful.
Too wonderful.
Uh, Badu.
Perfume.
My Badu, look at that one.
Oh, that's the one I most want.
It's wonderful.
It really smells nice, Badu.
Oh, I want that material to make a bikini.
I want it, please, I want it, Badu.
Oh Badu, will you buy it for me?
What happened?
What happened sir is that they robbed the car with the payroll money for the factories.
Get to the point.
The workers rebelled and won't continue working,
There's even a rumor that they are going to invade your estate.
Spread the private security throughout the garden, do you understand?
I know, sir, but what about the factories?
They don't matter.
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But sir, the factories will not have security guards.
you know how it is, sir, don't you?
It's not a problem, there is a Iot of bananajeIIy Ieftover.
well, that's true.
You need to use a bit more energy with those you command, a bit more discipline, do you understand?
But sir, I've done everything possible.
Not to be bragging, it is difficult, but I get everything I want.
The guys like me, you know?
and afterwards, I'II thank you for everything you have done for me.
Be sure that your trust in me won't be disappointed.
Afterwards come have coffee with me and tell me the news.
I'II defend my home with everything I have.
I'm not leaving.
This ignorant people don't understand my idealism.
This is my garden.
I won't leave.
I won't leave.
This is my garden.
These bullies want to invade my house, want to take everything, destroy everything, but this garden is mine, I won't leave.
I won't leave.
He's going to fall, right?
Poor thing.
You'II fall from the throne, right, babe?
When Badu's hungry, he'II even eat toasted manioc flour with straight pins.
- Aren't you ashamed of yourself?
- No.
The marmalade.
Madam, look at your marmalade.
Oh, my, Rosa.
delicious.
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It's really good.
Very good.
You are a picture of health.
My little chubby-wubby.
What brakes.
Did you take your foot off the clutch?
You didn't have the breaks fixed, did you?
Tapioca, I couldn't sleep all night, missing you.
Get out of here, you pint-sized chink.
Babá, bring me some food.
I'm hungry.
Come on Babá, hurry up.
How sickening to come back to this house.
I'm going to mess up this curette.
Are you enjoying the beach?
Yeah, it's great.
Give me a banana.
- Here.
- Thanks.
Your daughter is no Ionger a virgin.
What happened?
What's the matter?
It must be the sun.
Father, please, tell me quickly, that this girl is mischievous and I need to know the truth, sir, tell me, Father.
Father Juca, please tell it to me straight.
I don't know what to do with this family.
explain it to me.
Father Juca, please, I don't like to hide from things.
Look, touch.
OK.
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Oh Father, I'm so nervous.
It's so hot here.
Let's walk in the garden.
OK.
Mommy, take this.
Here
Come this way.
Come.
I'II show you a really nice place.
- Where?
- Come.
It's a surprise.
- Where is it?
- Come.
- Here.
Isn't this a nice place?
- Yes, it is.
Let me go, stop it.
Let me be.
Let go, you're sickening.
You think you're going to keep the old man's money.
AII that money is not going to be yours.
You Ieech, Ieech!
Today is my lucky day.
I'm going to finish you off.
The situation has passed the limit.
really?
But what can I do?
- What can I do?
- I can't do anything.
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- What you should have done before.
- I'm just a simple employee.
My factories are being threatened.
I'm on the edge of bankruptcy.
I can't do anything, Dr. Badu.
You come and say:
I want money.
I'm almost ruined and you're to blame.
With your nonsense and idiotic ideas.
My factories are in trouble.
- I know they are in trouble.
- Two or 3 already closed.
It's not my fault, Dr. Badu.
I can't do anything.
You come and tell me...
Uh, wait just a minute.
I need to show you something.
Look.
Your book.
You owe social Security, income tax.
What can I do?
What difference does it make to see this if I'm only going to find the same mistakes I found before?
There are no mistakes...
Look, look at the hole here.
- Nonsense, you have to hire a technician.
- What technician?
Someone who understands the subject well
- to correct your mistakes.
- You don't understand anything.
This is what I can do.
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And another thing:
You're fired, I'm not going to keep you.
You're of no use to me.
Don't do that.
Where will the humanity of your wife go?
Has the humanity of your wife turned to dust?
It's not possible.
Look at the books.
You have to find an answer.
Ah, what a wonderful life.
I'm so happy.
- I'm going to travel far way.
- really.
You don't say.
I'II go far away from here.
The only thing that's left is to keep calm, think together and find a perfect solution.
Look, money.
the money, where did you hide it, my love?
What do you mean, ma'am?
Behave yourself, look at the old man beside me.
Get a life.
He doesn't care.
I want money.
Let's run away.
Run away, tonight.
well, if you want to run away, ok.
We'II run away.
while he is taking pictures of the pole there.
The two of us together.
Oh, my love.
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Listen, don't whisper in my ear, I get goose bumps.
I want to know, I want to know where the money is.
But I can't tell you.
Do you know that the factories are bankrupt?
I want to know about the money.
Don't talk about money near Dr. Badu, poor thing.
The doctor said he was a bit out of his senses, do you understand?
We can't have gone bankrupt.
Dr. Badu is the one who knows all about it.
- And the factories?
- The factories went bankrupt, man.
He lost the money.
Spent the money on women, spent the money on Champaign.
Everything?
The jewels?
- The jewels, ma'am?
I have to have money, you hear?
I want to know.
He already lost everything, there's nothing more to say.
What do you want?
I don't have the answer.
I want to know.
My dear, money...
- Mama's baby.
- ... you were bluffing.
Let's go.
- Let's go.
- ... don't arrange anything.
He made a Iot of bad deals there.
Lost the factory...
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lost everything.
- No one understands me.
- Baby...
Let me take care of it...
Come closer.
- Come on, my love.
- Of course.
Why not?
Look, Badu.
Do we really need to send this man away?
Our money is gone, he did it.
Let's leave, Iet's live on the other side.
Right.
Let's leave.
Maringa, Maringa.
Maringa, Maringa, after you left, everything was so sad.
I want a bracelet and that's it.
emerald.
Or maybe, tourmaline, ruby.
You will be the princess of diamond island.
Wait till I get that bunch.
made with fresh egg yolks.
Milk Shampoo for dry hair.
It contains lecithin, the richest element, rich in the fats found in milk.
I want a wide one.
To wear here, and here.
Cover me with jewels to the neck.
- Sure I'II give them to you.
- Some necklaces.
wonderful.
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I Iove jewels.
I'm leaving this place.
I won't stay here any longer.
I'm tired of your bla,bla, bla.
You're bankrupt, Badu.
Gardenia, my dear be happy.
I found oil in the yard.
I'm a billionaire.
oil, really?
Oh, Badu, you're not more than an "island Joe" surrounded by bananas on every side.
I don't fall for you smooth talk any more.
I'm tired of your adventurous dreams.
Let's sit here.
oil, yeah, Badu?
Do you want a banana?
A banana for you.
I'm happy, today, I'm happy.
In BabaIoo, this is all we have.
The women in BabaIoo only get these as presents.
Here, Badu.
Banana.
A banana for you.
Lots of bananas.
You are a monster, Badu.
You're too evil.
Negative, Badu.
I don't want to see you in front of me.
Take your bananas.
Drink bananas, dine bananas, have bananas for breakfast.
Have bananas for lunch.
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For a snack.
Take all your bananas because you are a negative, evil monster.
I don't care about you.
Take all of your bananas.
ScoundreI, gangster.
Bitch.
Wretch.
You ruined my lie.
Where are my bracelets, you scum.
I'II kill you.
You wretch.
You're a liability.
Come on, wretch.
I'm going to kill you.
You are a nightmare.
Poison to my Iife.
I'II turn you into dust.
Wretched woman.
You're not going anywhere.
You're not going to steal anyone else's husband.
You won't.
Run away, bandit.
See if you are a woman.
Go.
Go...
I'II kill you!
Brat.
Go ahead I want to see it.
I'II kill you.
You're not going anywhere...
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You vampire.
I'm going to bury right here in BabaIoo.
In the cemetery of the forlorn.
ScoundreI.
You're going to pay for everything you did to me.
Idiot.
Go.
What did I do?
Stop!
Stop!
You always were a nightmare, you ruined my Iife.
But now it is all going to end.
I'II put an end to this situation.
It didn't work out.
It never worked.
I always thought you were a dead weight, a hindrance
I don't want to live by your side any more.
I'm going to turn you to dust.
You'II see.
Now that I'm going to end it.
These monsters are suckers.
- Don't you touch me your scarecrow.
- I'II finish you off.
- You will die.
- Get your hands off me.
I spent my youth with you, Dear.
It doesn't matter.
You're going to die.
Die, bandit.
I'm wasting time for nothing.
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So many vultures on the same prey, but I'm the one who will get the money.
You'II rot there.
Frinéia please, accept my love.
I'm a good guy.
I'm one of the top 10.
Oh, sweetie, stop with this nonsense.
You were a cook at the range.
Man, now I'm a refined lady, a debutant, with fine speech, I don't have a boss any more.
I like jazz and rock 'n roll, I only wear bikinis, shorts and baby doll PJ's .
I dance the rumba, calypso and bolero, instead of sorcery.
- lt's mambo.
- Mambo?
It's mambo that I want.
Frinéia, what are you doing here?
Hey, I'm here.
I'm free from those monsters.
- really?
- Now I'm here and available.
- Do you still want me?
- Yeah, I do.
If I ask you for something, will you give it to me?
What do you want?
Take it?
I'm a good boy.
I'm one of the top 10.
Maria, since childhood, she was always different.
At school, she didn't pay attention.
She only learned what wasn't in the lesson.
After Maria grew up, good sense was scarce.
She's scandalous, Maria, She is very boastful,
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She's a liar but she's delicious.
Maria, scandalous, from childhood she was always different.
At school, she didn't pay attention.
She only learned what wasn't in the lesson.
After Maria grew up, good sense was scarce.
She's scandalous, Maria, She is very boastful,
She's a liar but she's delicious.
It was thus that on a beautiful spring morning, I became the only and happy heir of the largest oil well in Babaloo.
I'm going to live it up!
Maria, scandalous, from childhood you were always different.
So, I'm a millionaire!
A millionaire!
Charity never faileth.
But whether there be prophecies, they shall fail, whether there be tongues, they shall cease, whether there be knowledge, it shall vanish away.
For we know in part and we prophesy in part, but when that which is perfect is come, then that which is in part shall be done away.
kiedy by3em dzieckiem, mówi3em jak dziecko,
Rozumia3em jak dziecko, myœla3em jak dziecko.
Ale kiedy sta3em siê mê¿czyzn1, wyzby3em siê dzieciêcych nawyków.
For now we see through a glass darkly, but then face to face.
Now I know in part, but then shall I know even as also I am known.
And now abideth faith, hope, charity, these three, but the greatest of these is charity.
No call to arms has ever gone unheeded by a graduate of Bunker Hill Academy.
W obronie naszego kraju i jego zasad, wielu naszych braci przez swoj1 szlachetnoœæ i bezinteresownoœæ dokona3o najwiêkszego poœwiêcenia.
By oddaæ im czeœæ, zakoñczymy to przemówieniewe will close this baccalaureate service oraz ca3e nabo¿eñstwo, czytaniem ksiêgi poleg3ych.
To bêdzie ostatnie czytanie ksiêgi w tym roku.
Williams, Robert S. Rocznik '60.
Plei Ku.
Kadet od 19 Listopada, 1967.
Yancey, Scott A. Rocznik '45.
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Pork Chop Hill.
Kadet od 26 Kwietnia, 1953.
Young, Henry R. Rocznik '38.
Omaha Beach.
Kadet od 6 Czerwca, 1944.
Youngman, Clarence M. Rocznik '64.
Plei Me.
Kadet od 22 Listopada, 1967.
Zimmerman, James J. Rocznik '12.
The Argonne.
Kadet od 27 Wrzeœnia, 1918.
Hey, yo, Jackie!
Zaczekaj!
McGonigle, Harry the Horse, Rocznik '22.
Sing Sing Prison.
Daj se na luz.
- Ferrilli, Rocky, rocznik '42.
- Daj se na luz.
Lefty's Bar and Grill.
- Brian, pogramy w Dungeons and Dragons wieczorem?
- Nie dzisiaj, Shawn.
Mi3o ¿e pytasz.
Mi3ego dnia.
Billy, z kim bêdziesz mieszka3 w przyszym latem?
BacznoϾ!
- Kontynuowaæ.
- Dziêkujê, sir.
Larry, w której grupie bêdziesz w przysz3ym roku, 'D' czy 'F'?
- Od3ó¿!
- Bêdê w 'F'.
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Œwietnie!
Dosta3em siê do kompanii 'A'!
BacznoϾ!
Ch3opie, Nie bêdzie mi brakowaæ twoich skarpetek...
- Jak tam podkoszulek, Pigpen?
- Poka¿, Pigpen.
Znakomicie.
Mo¿ecie spocz1æ, panowie.
Phew!
O, Dziêki Ci Bo¿e!
- Hej, Brian.
Widzia3eœ Shovel'a?
- Od rana nie.
Dosta3 paczke ¿ywnoœciow1 od matki.
Rzeczy w niej s1 wiekoœci Volkswagena.
Krówki domowej roboty, ciasto marchewkowe, chleb orzechowy.
Jestem na tropie tego frajera.
Kiedy go zobacze, to....
Hej, Shovel!
ChodŸ tu z tym jedzeniem!
Przepraszam, Hulk.
Czy mam wyczyœciæ pana buty, sir?
I mean, you won't want to go to the general's with your shoes all grungy.
You know what I'm gonna hate next year, Charlie?
- Breaking in a new plebe.
- Yeah.
Yes, sir.
Zen is no laughing matter.
- Yes, sir.
- Carry on.
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Thank you, sir.
Four, five, six.
I can never hear that sequence of numbers without feeling a rush in my blood.
The siege itself was almost as bad as the assaults, and the assaults were out of this world.
They kept coming at us, wave after wave.
Totally indifferent to casualties.
The Chinese always had plenty of bodies to spare.
They seemed to be fascinated with our Springfield 1903.
The rifle our snipers used.
They called it the weapon of the silent death.
I wish I could remember that phrase in Chinese.
It was rather beautiful.
In battle, sir, how do you keep from being scared?
You don't.
My God, was I scared!
I must have lost about 20 pounds, all of it brown!
But fear has a way of providing you with a little bonus.
It gives you... the wolf.
The wolf?
It's a quotation from Theodore Roosevelt.
Let me see.
"All men who have felt the power of the joy of battle know what it's like when the wolf rises in the heart."
He knew and I know that man was meant to be a warrior.
We're all sons of our Viking fathers.
Try to eat a little something, just to keep up appearances.
Otherwise I'll get an earache from Mrs Malloy.
It's delicious, sir.
I don't imagine I had much appetite when I was appointed cadet major.
Moj Bo¿e.
Can't be 45 years ago.
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Nobody's that old.
Wasn't General Black commander then, sir?
- General Black?
- Yes.
Yes, General Black.
We cadets used to say that his name described his heart.
But we respected the hell out of him.
He went the whole nine yards.
It didn't matter whether it was war or growing roses or making men.
You know that picture of him in the admin building?
When I was a plebe it used to scare me walking under it.
That's why they hung it there.
The truth is you would have loved him like a father.
I know I did.
Speaking of fathers, Mr Moreland, is your dad still at Fort Benning?
No, sir, he's at Fort Polk now.
Well, a good top sergeant is worth his weight in gold.
I know many a colonel who's had his ass saved by a clever sergeant.
Excuse me, Mrs Malloy.
I'm sure he's very proud of you, son.
- I hope he is, sir.
- Oh, thank you.
My doctor allows me one of these a day.
This is my third.
I wish I could tell you that there are more old generals than old doctors, but it's not true.
Mrs Malloy, my officers and I will have coffee and brandy in the study.
Gentlemen?
I'm afraid I can't vouch for the vintage, but ultimately it is the company that counts, isn't it?
So, what shall we drink to?
I tell you what.
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Let's drink to the one thing that never changes.
To the one permanent part of a man's life.
- What's that, sir?
- Honour.
Honour, indeed.
Burglarproof, foolproof, weatherproof.
100 proof.
Honour.
Everything else is subject to the powers that be, dependent upon the caprices of often inferior men.
But your honour is your own, inviolate.
So, then.
To honour.
- To honour.
- To honour.
Well, drink up.
We have things to do.
Bunker Hill is rich in ceremony, but this is an occasion I always like to keep rather private, when I say goodbye to one major and appoint another in his place.
The cadet major is outranked militarily only by me, so that makes it a position of some responsibility.
- You'll attest to that, won't you, Cooper?
- I'm afraid I can.
Captain Moreland, like your predecessor you've distinguished yourself for a number of years here as an underclassman.
And in recognition of your scholarship and leadership, your exemplary character,
I take pleasure in conferring upon you the rank of cadet major with all the responsibilities and privileges of that rank.
Now, they'll respect the rank.
But God knows they won't respect the man unless he earns it.
And the loyalty of men is always hard-earned.
- I'll do my best, sir.
- I have every confidence in you.
- Thank you, sir.
- Congratulations, Brian.
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- Don't make me look too bad in comparison.
- Don't worry.
John, if you do half as well at West Point as you have here, you'll make a splendid officer.
Thank you, sir.
The credit would go to you.
If you wouldn't mind accompanying me to the administration building,
I have my annual battle of the paperclips with the board of trustees.
Entirely adequate.
Don't ask me what we had for dinner.
Can't remember.
- We had this stuff in some green liquid.
- We had brandy.
Brandy with the general.
- Incredible.
- Do you even like brandy?
That's beside the point.
Can't stand it.
They're beautiful, roomie.
You earned them.
Yeah.
You deserve them as much as I do.
No way, José.
I'm half-civilian, you know, on my mother's side.
Even if I did get you through math, science,
- Military science...
- True.
Very true.
Did you get 'em?
Whatever happened to good manners?
The simple custom of knocking...
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The gold.
I'd give my right nut for those oak leaves.
Does a major live at this address?
Can I touch 'em?
Please?
- Man, I can't believe it!
- Don't cream on 'em.
They'll tarnish.
You should have been there.
We talked about battles he'd been in.
- No shit!
- Drank brandy.
- No shit!
- Toasted honour.
You can tell your grandchildren about it.
Listen.
We are gonna have such a great year.
The best year yet.
We are gonna command the best regiment this school has ever seen.
Damn well said!
In honour of this auspicious occasion, Major Moreland, your presence is requested in the hallway.
Dismissed!
Major Moreland, he's our man.
Major Moreland, he's our man.
He's the baddest in the land.
- He's the baddest in the land.
- Thank you, Dave.
Thank you.
Thanks.
That was a nice thing to do, Shawn.
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I mean it.
Thanks.
The corps of cadets is commanded by Major John Cooper.
The incoming corps commander is Major Brian Moreland.
B Company is led by Cadet Captain David Shawn.
Eyes right!
Eyes right!
A Company is led by Cadet Captain JC Pierce.
Company, turn!
C Company is led by Cadet Captain Robert Harris.
Eyes right!
- D Troop is led by Cadet Captain Alex Dwyer.
- Eyes right!
Present arms!
Staff, present arms.
Stand at ease!
Staff, stand at ease.
Ladies and gentlemen, for 141 years, old soldiers like myself have stood here on this day and told the finest of America's young men the meaning of the word "commencement".
It is a beginning, we told them.
But today, this day, it has another meaning, an end.
An end to nearly a century and a half of tradition and an end to the heart of us.
I have been informed that Bunker Hill Academy is to be closed, all of its buildings torn down, nothing to be left... but memories.
It is the decision of the board of trustees in their wisdom that this institution be sold and the land developed for its real estate potential.
In order to allow the incoming seniors to graduate and the underclassmen to seek enrolment elsewhere, the board has graciously extended the date of termination for one year.
One year.
I stand here today with you and look out over these young men and of course I am reminded of other commencement days and other young men, men of courage and conviction, men who have given everything.
In Mexico.
In the great catastrophe of the Civil War.
In Flanders and the Argonne.
In the jungles of the Philippines and on Omaha Beach.
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In the snows of Bastogne, in the Mekong Delta and at the siege of Khe Sanh.
How, then, can others say this land is for sale?
It has been purchased and paid for with the blood of our graduates.
Jestem weteranem wielu potwornych bitew.
Ale ¿adna bitwa nie by3a wa¿niejsza od tej, i t1 ostatni1 bitwê zamierzam wygraæ.
Mamy rok.
Entire wars have been won in less time.
Men of the corps, so long as breath and spirit remain,
Musimy walczyæ by ocaliæ akademiê
¿eby tradycje, które siê tu narodzi3y, mog3y tu trwaæ.
Musimy zobowi1zaæ siê by ten cel zosta3 osi1gniêty.
Yes, come in.
Major Moreland requesting permission to speak.
Go ahead, Major.
Sir, those of us staying summer session were wondering...
We wondered if...
Stand at ease, Major.
Sir, how can they do this?
With the stroke of a pen, sir.
Their field of honour was a desk top.
They didn't consult me.
Never hinted at what their plans were.
They just papered it and pencilled it and went ahead and did it because that's what the numbers said.
Sir, all they want is money.
Let them raise the tuition.
We'll pay it.
I'm afraid it's not quite that simple, son.
There's a feeling on the outside that schools like this are anachronistic and leaders of men like you and me are dinosaurs.
Sir?
Well, you go to the movies, you read books.
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A military leader is always portrayed as slightly insane.
Very often more than slightly.
That's because it is insane to cling to honour in a world where honour is held in contempt.
Sir, I don't know if I really deserve the rank of major.
My first thought was for myself.
I didn't think about the others or the school...
- Sit down, Mr Moreland.
- Sir.
Never be ashamed of being human.
Without humanity, a leader becomes a tyrant.
I was relieved.
I figured I had another year.
I could graduate and go on to West Point.
So you will.
And the others too.
I haven't spent a lifetime fighting just to turn over and play dead now.
I came to Bunker Hill when I was 12 years old.
Just like you.
With the exception of those 12 years, I've been in uniform all my life.
I know men younger than myself who take their pensions and put on stupid little white shirts with cut-off sleeves, alligator on the tit, and spend the rest of their days beating the hell out of a little white ball with an iron club.
My God!
The thought of it makes me want to puke.
They like it like that, civilians.
Well, the one thing civilians know is their rights.
And they're within their rights to push us out to make way for their goddamned condominiums.
But we have one little advantage on them.
- What's that, sir?
- We're here.
And the condos aren't.
We have a foothold.
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You boys are my purpose.
You're my family.
And I'm not going to let them take you away from me.
We won't either, sir.
We won't let them.
- I knew something like this would happen.
- Sure.
I figured after one whole year of being shit on, I'd get hit by a bus or something and never get a chance to shit on the next bunch.
So you didn't get hit by a bus.
So what?
Thank you, sir.
They'll find me another school for next year.
It'll be another year of getting shit on.
Will your folks let you come back here for one year?
Maybe.
I don't know.
- Snow White and the two dwarves.
- I'm not in any mood for your shit, Dwyer.
- Just trying to be friendly.
- Yeah.
So... what's Moreland say about all this?
He says it'll never happen.
Bache'll come in and save the day.
- I think he's right.
- That makes two of you.
So what do you think, Dwyer?
I think your mother never gave you any toys when you were a baby.
Neither did Dwyer's, so he had to play with his sister's.
Let's go!
Can I use your comb?
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Jesus!
I feel like a big fat hairy hand reached inside of me and yanked something out.
Don't sweat it, West.
It ain't over.
- Great.
We still get our year.
- Forget about that one year business.
This place will be here after the pencil pushers are in the boneyard.
Don't forget that we're here and the condos aren't.
We've got a foothold.
Jesus Christ, it's the Bug again.
Every boy needs a hero.
With the Bug, it's Jim Morrison.
Sir, may I present Miss Lori Cable?
Lori, this is General Bache, our commander.
- How do you do?
- I'm very pleased to meet you, sir.
And I you.
Dean Ferris, this is Miss Lori Cable.
A guest of Major Cooper tonight.
- Well done, John.
- Thank you, sir.
Hello.
I know that lovely face but I've forgotten your name.
- Cindy Morris.
- Cindy, yes.
Dean Ferris, Cindy Morris.
Well done.
It was touch and go there for a while, wasn't it?
I'm proud of you.
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All right, all right!
All right, all right!
How would you like to see a real stud?
My man Mikey's in love!
Have fun, JC.
Let me show you how a stud works.
Come on, come on!
- Chcecie byœmy zadzwonili po gliny?
- Dzwoñ, frajerze!
Zapytasz mnie teraz czy co?
Na co siê gapisz, co?
Hej, chodŸ tu.
Co wy z sob1 robicie ch3opaki?
- Zabezpieczyæ teren.
Trzymaæ siê z dala od bramy.
- Tak jest!
Zabezpieczyæ teren!
Trzymaæ siê z dala od bramy!
- Sieg heil!
- Zabezpieczymy teren, sir!
- Dlaczego nas nie zmusisz do odejœcia, cioto?
- Tak!
Cykor!
Co ci mówilem, co?
- Nie rób tego.
- Uderz go!
Przstañ!
Break it up!
Break it up!
Wezwijcie karetke!
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Move it!
To by3 wypadek, sir.
W komorze by3 nabój.
Zapomnialem.
Zabi3eœ go.
Przepraszam.
Uwaga!
Generale, proszê siê niemartwiæ.
Wszystko bêdzie w porz1dku.
Look, pipe down.
- Come on, Bug.
Get the shit out of it!
- If you can do better, go ahead.
- Come on, keep it down!
- What is the problem here?
Sure looks like one to me.
Chest pain, shortness of breath.
Over.
Take the general to Valley Community.
Call once he's checked over.
Roger.
Out.
Hello?
Where are you?
Oh.
So when will you get here?
I'm all right.
I wasn't part of anything.
No, that's OK.
I can stay here.
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There'll be guys here.
I said it's OK.
I don't know what you expect me to say.
I'm sorry I raised my voice.
It's just that I thought you'd be here.
I'd rather stay here.
Really.
I love you too.
Bye.
- You let me know what happens, OK?
- All right.
- You take care.
- OK.
- Good summer.
- You too.
Hand grenades, fragmentation M-26, 24 to a case, one case.
Machine guns, M-2, one per crate, 36 crates.
36 M-2s.
4.2 inch mortar rounds, four per case, we have 20 cases.
- Got it.
- M-16s, ten full racks.
All right, that's 20 to a rack.
200 M-16s.
45mm automatics, model 1911, four racks, 24 to a rack.
Six crates of M-16 bayonets.
Six 81mm mortars.
Bache has enough armament here to start World War III.
- So glad they're going.
- I didn't want them here in the first place.
That was the general's notion of national defence, stock...
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- How did you get in here?
- The door was open.
Wonderful.
- What do you say we lock it?
- What's going on?
We're taking inventory.
We're no longer to be trusted with weapons.
What are we gonna drill with?
- After last night?
- That was an accident.
That's not for you to decide and I don't care to discuss it.
Look, I came to ask about the general.
- He's in intensive care.
- How is he?
They say the next 24 hours will be the critical stage.
He's a strong man.
He'll be all right.
- You can ask for yourself.
- I called.
They wouldn't let me talk to him.
- You know as much as I do.
- Well, who...
Who's gonna be in charge of the summer session?
I'm not sure there'll be a summer session.
What?
Goodbye, Mr Moreland.
They're worthwhile only if there is a reasonable chance for success.
- How much time has elapsed since...
- 18 hours and 12 minutes.
Dr McCoy must have told you...
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- Why doesn't he use his phaser?
- He can't.
How come?
The brain's protected by a phaser-proof electromagnetic shield.
- You seen this one before?
- I've seen all of them before.
- Turn on the news!
- You're not supposed to be here!
We're watching this!
Shut up!
... shattered overnight by the still-unexplained shooting of a local boy.
Donald Andrews, 17, of Foxhaven, died late last night as a result of a gunshot wound...
- God, the kid bought it, huh?
- ... between local boys and cadets.
The shot was allegedly fiired by General Harlan Bache, superintendent of the Bunker Hill Military Academy.
In response, police have ordered all weapons on academy grounds to be confiiscated.
What are we supposed to train with?
... an armoury on the school grounds, which cadets have used for training purposes.
Meanwhile, General Bache lies in very critical condition at Valley Community Hospital, suffering from a heart attack which occurred immediately following the tragic events.
The school, which had planned to cease operations next June, has been ordered closed immediately by its proprietors.
- What?
- Son of a bitch!
Anderson's father's a big lawyer.
Maybe he can write something.
Shovel, stop your goddamn feeding your face!
I'd like to grab a grenade and ram it right up their asses!
That's not fair.
- Stop feeding!
- They don't even give a shit!
Leave me alone!
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Hey!
Here's today's closing fiigure.
The lady said the proprietors ordered the school closed.
Now, as I see it, we are the proprietors.
- What does that mean to us?
- Get the door.
All right, now listen up.
Mr Stewart?
Captain Dwyer, sir, Bunker Hill Academy.
- What can I do for you?
- Provision list, sir.
- I heard they were closing.
- Mopping-up battalion has to eat.
Took 150 years to build it.
Gonna take time to put it to bed.
Usually they want me to deliver the stuff myself.
SOP undergoing change because of all the unpleasantness.
- SOP?
- Standard operating procedure.
Call the academy for verification.
- Oh, no.
That's OK.
- Thank you, sir.
Let's go.
Come on, let's go.
Move it!
Forward post to Lee One.
They're coming through the gate.
Over.
Command post to Lee One.
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Vehicle on the way.
Over.
Wait a minute.
What is this?
They were all right here just hours ago.
I...
I don't understand.
See those racks?
They were filled.
What's going on here, Dean?
- Moreland?
- Who is this boy?
He's the ranking cadet.
Moreland.
Do you have any explanation for this?
My God.
Where are all the weapons?
- The weapons are secured, sir.
- What do you mean secured?
- You mean you stole them?
- No, sir.
We confiscated them.
- Dean, where's the phone?
- There's one in the office.
- Afraid not, sir.
We've cut the lines.
- Oh, my God.
If you don't turn those weapons over immediately, you're going to jail.
The right to bear arms is guaranteed in the Constitution.
Tell us where the weapons are or this'll be the sorriest day of your life.
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We have three demands.
When they're met, we'll return every weapon.
- Who else...?
- Number one.
I want a meeting with Bache...
- Hands behind your back!
- Stay where you are.
Number two.
I want a commission to look into the selling of this academy to real estate interests.
Number three.
I want a meeting between my officers, myself, and the board of trustees to discuss alternatives to the closing of this academy.
That's it.
That's all we want.
- What's the problem?
- Green light, Pierce.
Come on.
Let's go.
- Oh, shit.
- Want me to check under the hood?
- For what?
- I'll know when I get there, won't I?
- Hey, what's it look like?
- Try it now.
Why's Dwyer checking the hood?
Are you seeing what I'm seeing?
JC?
JC!
Wake up, Pierce.
Are you reading me?
Dwyer, this is starting to be a real emergency.
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JC, are you catching that action?
- You guys having some problems?
- Yeah, I see 'em.
- I'm talking to you!
- Dwyer, for Christ's sake hurry up!
Let's go.
You guys having a problem?
- Dwyer!
- Yeah, yeah.
- Dammit, Pierce, come on!
- Dwyer, get back in the truck.
Shit.
- You cretins lose something?
- Just a mechanical...
You're the bastard who killed Don.
Move over here, quick!
Move, move, move, move!
Come on!
Move out!
Come on!
Let's go!
Watch those rifles and stay to the right!
Keep it moving!
Keep it moving!
Come on!
Keep it moving!
- Heads up!
Look alive!
- Put that ammunition down right there.
Let's go!
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- Move it!
- Move it!
Hustle up!
Soldier, bring that around over there!
Come on, soldier!
Hurry!
- You hear from them yet in town?
- They're coming home.
Here they come!
We got it!
What the hell were you doing back there?
Pulling your lame ass outta the grinder, shithead.
- I could kick your ass from here to Albany.
- You try!
- What's going on?
- He rammed a sheriffs car.
- What's the problem?
- This asshole just shot up the town.
- I didn't buy into this to blow people away.
- We're here!
- We're not sitting in jail, we're here!
- Did you get the food?
- Half of it.
- Half is better than nothing.
The guy's a maniac.
He rammed a sheriff.
Damn right.
Saw my duty and I did it!
Everybody, quiet down!
- Hulk!
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Escort the bus beyond the gate.
- You're gonna let them go?
We're supposed to be soldiers.
We're not taking hostages.
I want the officers in the administration building.
Let's move out and move the food!
Attention!
I don't ever want to see what I just saw.
We didn't train to go spastic at the first sign of trouble.
Goddamn!
I'm glad the general didn't see that.
These cadets will follow you only if they respect you.
All right.
Sit down.
At ease.
- How did we lose the truck?
- It stalled.
We were in a hard place.
Shawn grabbed the chance to use his weapon.
We were in an explosive situation which jeopardised the mission.
I defused it.
- Beautiful.
You really have a way with words.
- He did get us out of it, Alex.
You'd still be getting thrown around by those townies if he hadn't cut loose a few rounds.
I don't like the idea of gunplay, but the mission was successful.
That's my whole point!
I don't call what happened a successful mission.
- Naturally.
- We have to show we're serious.
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- And we don't want to hurt anyone.
- What are we asking?
That the school be kept open.
That's all.
Other kids are vandalising their school.
We want ours to stay open.
If we behave like soldiers and not kids in a riot, we can win this.
- It's gotta be done by the book.
- That's all I ask.
It'll be done by the book.
We stick together, we go the whole nine yards.
- Agreed?
- Agreed.
Sound the general alarm.
Boys, this is Lieutenant Hanson of the state police.
Before things get out of hand, put down your weapons and open the gates.
You hear me?
We have conditions first.
Let's have an answer on those.
You have illegally seized private property.
Under the state penal code you have committed grand larceny.
You have threatened the life of a federal officer.
Nobody's life was threatened.
You fired upon citizens and a deputy sheriff.
You boys are in very serious trouble.
- Put down your weapons or we'll use force.
- What about the demands?
You have one minute to comply.
Get down!
- 35 seconds.
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- Can we speak to General Bache?
15 seconds.
- Prepare to assault!
- Prepare to repel!
- Don't shoot me!
- Hold your fire!
- Hold your fire!
- Hold your fire!
Don't shoot me!
Pull it back!
Would you describe the situation at Bunker Hill as stalemate?
I would not call it a stalemate.
We're trying to ascertain how many cadets are rebellious and how many are hostages.
- We hadn't heard there were hostages.
- We have reason to believe there are.
Are the police prepared to use force to end the situation?
We will protect the lives and the property of the people of the state.
If it means resorting...
Even if that means...
They won't interview us.
The police won't let 'em.
Why do I get the feeling that that guy would get pleasure blowing our brains out?
- Do you see any way out of this?
- Depends on Bache.
I'm wondering about that heart attack.
What if General Bache never even had a heart attack?
- What if they're just keeping him from us?
- Why would they do that?
I don't know.
To rattle us, make more of the whole thing than we ever wanted.
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We never wanted any goddamn war.
- Order!
- Order!
Arms!
Company commanders, take your posts.
Prepare for inspection.
Major!
Hey!
Hey!
Something's going on!
The head cop's on the box and he wants to talk to you.
All right!
We got it!
Shawn, take over!
Battalion dismissed!
Yaw!
This is Major Moreland.
Over.
- This is Sergeant Briggs.
- Yes, sir.
I have a delegation here that wants to meet with you.
Tell the board we'll be honoured to meet with them.
It's a delegation of parents.
- Parents?
- Six of them.
The man in charge is Master Sergeant Kevin Moreland.
Will you talk to them?
Yes, sir.
Send them in at 0930 hours.
Affiirmative.
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So it's your father.
So what?
Damn near everybody here has got a mother or father hanging around outside.
- You don't.
- Yeah, well, I'm a hard case.
- Sorry.
- Forget it.
Look, at least your old man has got a nodding acquaintance with the real world.
Hell, I like him.
Everybody likes my old man.
You do too, Brian.
Admit it.
That's why you're so scared.
No, I ain't scared.
I don't know if I like him.
I'm still thinking about it.
Yeah, well, don't rush into anything.
When my mother died I was sitting in the hallway in the army hospital.
I was worried as hell.
I knew she was real sick.
She had this bad kidney thing.
So I'm sitting there and my father comes out of the room and tells me that she's dead.
He led me to this little chapel they had there and he sat me down and he told me I could cry for 15 minutes.
He gave me 15 minutes to cry and after that I wasn't supposed to cry again.
So he left me alone in the chapel and came back...
he came back 15 minutes later.
- Jesus.
What did you do?
- Well, I did what I was told.
I cried for 15 minutes.
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She was a beautiful woman... my mother.
She was crazy about the old man.
I don't know, I guess he loved her too.
You never told me that story.
Yeah, I was 12.
That's when I came here.
Brian.
Hey, Brian, they're down at the gate.
Better get going.
All right.
When this is over, you and me are gonna go round and round.
Yeah.
But first you're gonna move your goddamn arm.
- Hello, Brian.
- Hello, sir.
You look like you might have grown an inch or two.
- You've put on a couple of pounds too.
- A couple.
- Sorry you had to come all the way up here.
- Nah.
- How you doing, Alex?
- Hello, Sergeant Moreland.
- The old place looks different...
- Get to the bottom line.
Hold your water.
Bottom line.
The truth is these folks are worried about their kids.
They think some of them are being held against their will.
Everyone's here because they want to be here.
Our son would not be involved in something like this.
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Lady, if my son can be involved in it, your son can be.
Let's not get holier-than-thou.
- Let us hear it from our children.
- Yes.
I can't call my soldiers away from their posts to calm down their parents.
- You're only children!
- They'll try to add kidnapping to the rest of it.
- We want to see our kid.
- I'll try.
- Good.
- Under my terms.
I hope you're proud, Sergeant Moreland.
You have fathered a son of a bitch.
You people shut up!
I can't think through all your static.
We aren't in the army, Sergeant.
No apologies necessary.
Just keep the hell quiet and let me take care of this.
Frigging feather merchants.
I don't blame them, sir.
It's a little hard to understand.
- Ever get in the habit?
- Oh.
No, sir.
No, thanks.
Smart.
Damn things will kill you.
- What am I gonna tell those people?
- I never thought this would involve you.
Let me tell 'em it was growing pains.
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The wrong execution of the right idea.
- The wrong execution of the right idea?
- Yeah.
They'll understand that.
Look, Brian, all the men in our family have been soldiers.
- I know.
- Plain dogfaces with a knack for surviving.
- I hoped somebody would break into brass.
- I have my command.
You're not thinking straight.
You have a bad way to lose a pretty bright future, kid.
Stop calling me kid.
You expect me to call you Major?
You can forget it.
Look at this operation.
You got your strength nose to nose with the cops.
Eventually even they'll figure out you've got a vulnerable rear flank and they'll sneak in.
There, by the field, behind the trees, and they'll throw a net over your asses.
You can say that...
The first canister of tear gas, half your troops'll wet their pants and run.
And how bright was it to let this delegation in here?
Look at me.
I could break your neck and you wouldn't be able to do a thing about it.
You'd be shot.
My next in command would take over.
I read that book too.
We could take you all as hostages, but we won't.
We have a code of honour.
Sweet Jesus!
Is that what this is all about?
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Somebody's lofty shit about honour?
Yours?
Yes, mine, and I learned it here.
General Bache lives it...
- He's here because there's no place...
- He is the example we follow!
Bache has been passed over so many times, he's got a stiff neck from the draught.
Bache!
Bache is living proof that horses' asses outnumber horses!
Captain Shawn, escort my...
the sergeant off the base!
- Muster the men in the quad.
- Yes, sir.
- We've pulled together well, haven't we?
- Yes, sir!
General Bache would be proud of us.
If he were here, I know he'd tell us to hold out.
To finish what we've started and not to be halfway about anything.
They're saying some of you are being held against your will, you don't want to be here.
Either they're right or we're right.
Nobody's gonna cut you down if you don't believe in what we're doing, or if you're afraid of parents or the cops.
Anybody who isn't 100 per cent sure of why we're here and what we're doing, take one step forward.
- Battalion!
- Company!
Attention!
- Left!
- Left!
Face!
- Forward!
- Forward!
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March!
- Major Moreland, he's our man.
- Major Moreland, he's our man.
- Bunker Hill we make our stand.
- Bunker Hill we make our stand.
- Sound off.
- One, two.
- Sound off.
- Three, four.
- One, two, three, four.
- One, two, three, four.
Sir?
You got any grenades?
Thank you, sir.
- You got any grenades?
- Sure.
- Can I have one?
- Here you go.
- Thanks.
- Oh, and, Shovel?
- Don't eat it.
- Cute.
- Carry on.
- Thank you, sir.
- Any news from the outside?
- Attention.
- Carry on.
- No news, sir.
His batteries are down.
We can't even pick up the shitkickers.
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We can see them from here.
They've got their thumbs up their asses.
- They don't scare us, do they, Charlie?
- No, sir.
Me either, sir.
They don't scare me.
- Good night, guys.
- Good night, sir.
Charlie.
That's what I call grace under pressure.
Why not?
Nero fiddled while Rome burned.
- That wasn't grace, that was crazy.
- Depends on your point of view.
That's Peru.
- Meaning?
- Meaning maybe this is just as crazy.
Alex, you've been picking at this from the beginning.
What's wrong with you?
Things are going beautifully.
We're in better shape now.
Now we're a corps.
General Bache used to talk about men under pressure.
- How they act as one.
We're seeing it.
- Thus spake Saint Bache.
- OK.
- He's only a man, Brian.
Like your father, my father.
Just a man.
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Not every word out of his mouth is some holy nugget.
Right.
Whatever you say.
Don't let that display of loyalty go to your head.
It won't mean beans to anybody out there.
They'll say it was brainwashing.
Maybe they're right.
I half expected you to be the one to break ranks.
Head for the comforts of home.
- The thought crossed my mind.
- What stopped you?
My sense of honour may be a little ragged, but I don't walk out on a friend.
If you want to argue about this, we'll argue in the morning.
I've got to get some sleep.
All right.
It can wait till morning.
What do you think they put in those flakjackets?
Is it lead or what?
No.
Lead's too heavy.
They wouldn't be able to move.
They probably use some super-plastic.
I read that it's got something to do with the configuration...
Wanna try and spell that, bonehead?
He couldn't even spell his own name.
- What are you laughing at?
- Keep it down.
Shit.
Down.
Berets off.
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Forward observation to command post.
Convoy approaching.
Looks like heavy stuff.
Have C Squad cover the rooftops.
C Squad, rear of the building!
A Squad, behind the trees!
How's it going, Brian?
They had to call in the heavyweights.
- Get more power on the rooftops.
- I already have.
- Reinforce the rear and left flanks.
- Yes, sir.
- No one fires unless I give the order.
- Yes, sir.
Too much!
There must be 100 trucks coming in here.
Don't sweat it.
Stephen Miller?
Stephen Miller?
It's Mom, honey.
Will you listen to me, please?
It's still not too late to come out of there and forget it ever happened.
We have such a wonderful summer planned for you.
Don't go and get involved in something like this.
Please.
Don't spoil everything, now.
Please.
Come out and at least talk to us.
Five minutes.
Just let us know you're all right.
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Charlie Auden!
This is Dad, Charlie.
Your mother and I are pretty scared out here.
She's crying all the time.
I can't stop her.
You were never that crazy about this school.
You've been complaining all year.
We can't fiigure out why you're in there somewhere with a gun.
I mean, we just can't believe it.
Come on home, Charlie.
Look, you can go to any kind of school you want to.
Just come out of there.
Please come out.
Don't hurt yourself.
Come on out.
Billy.
Billy, I hope you can hear me.
You've always gone along with the crowd, and I know kids are like that.
But this is one thing you've got to do for yourself.
Sometimes being accepted by your friends isn't worth the price.
- Your real friends...
- Who goes there?
- Lieutenant West.
- Advance and be recognised.
Stand easy.
- Everything OK?
- Yes, sir.
What are your orders?
Shoot anything that comes over, under or around the wall.
- On whose orders?
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- Captain Shawn's, sir.
- Carry on.
- Yes, sir.
Just a minute.
- Would you?
- Yes, sir.
No problem, sir.
- Carry on.
- Yes, sir.
Any contact?
No.
Nothing.
Maybe they just plan on, you know, just coming in.
They would have done that if that's what they came for.
I was hoping to get some word on the general, see how he's doing.
Bug, go to the mess hall and get us a pot of hot coffee.
Yes, sir.
Sit down.
Do you really expect them to negotiate with us?
Yeah.
They're not gonna stay out there forever.
We'll hear from them.
I don't know, Brian.
- Things might escalate.
- Escalate?
How?
For one thing, Shawn's Red Berets are really pumped up.
There's a sentry out there ready to shoot to kill.
That's a sentry's job.
What good is he if he's not prepared to shoot?
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Maybe he's a little more than ready.
And it's coming from Shawn, Brian.
I think he's running private little pep rallies out there for them or something.
- A natural-born leader.
- He's got me a little worried, is all.
He's too much into this.
He's at a pitch, man.
He's always been like that, Eddie.
After the Hulk, who would you want on your side if you were in a fight?
- Well...
Shawn.
- Right.
- First I'd want to talk my way out of the fight.
- Who wouldn't?
Now, listen.
Nobody here wants to get killed.
They know we're right and they're not gonna come in here shooting.
Trust me, Eddie.
- Order!
- Order arms!
- Parade!
- Parade rest!
Company commanders, front and centre.
- Status?
- D Troop, two men missing, sir.
- Alpha Company, four men missing, sir.
- Charlie Company, five men missing, sir.
- Bravo Company, all present, sir.
- Very well.
- 11 goddamn scumbags!
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- Hold it down!
- The next yellow puke that goes...
- Shawn!
I want a full report from the roommates of the 11 that are missing.
And I want...
Major Moreland.
Major Moreland.
Contact Colonel Kerby.
- You're the fellow who started all this.
- Major Moreland, sir, the ranking cadet.
Yes.
I understand you're quite a leader, Major Moreland.
Sir, we were all well trained here at Bunker Hill.
- That's part of why we won't give it up.
- I can understand that.
What's another 100 condominiums, more or less?
Condominiums are more easily built than leaders.
Yeah.
Exactly.
Only... you and I don't have the last word on that subject.
But I do have something to say about it.
Mr Moreland, you know and I know that it's never gonna go your way.
You do know that, don't you?
- You got something to tell me, Colonel?
- I'm telling you.
Brian, I'm no fancy negotiator with a PhD in psychology.
That's not what I do for a living.
I'm the governor's muscle.
I get called when he gets nervous.
Don't try to scare us.
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The police already tried that.
I know, and your parents didn't fare any better.
But I've got to let you know what's going on out there.
They don't see you guys as rebels with a good cause.
They think you're home-grown terrorists and it's got 'em scared shitless.
- Nice American boys don't act like this.
- We have a home here.
Something we think is worth defending.
Why is that so tough to understand?
Sure, and you have the right to defend it, in all the accepted ways.
Hell, I'll help you.
But you can't start by stealing government property.
I've seen what happens when you go the other way.
We'd get up to bat and the game would be over.
At least you would all be alive, which is all I give a damn about.
Don't worry about us.
How many kids do you have here?
Come on, for Christ's sake.
It's not classified information.
100?
115?
I've seen ten create a fearful momentum and you have over 100 here.
With weapons.
- And some really don't want to be here...
- You saw the muster yesterday.
- They had a chance to leave, they stayed.
- 11 kids did leave.
Sounds like 11 boys who weren't much good to us anyway.
I don't care what happened here.
I don't wanna see scared kids crawling over the wall in the middle of the night.
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You won't.
Escort the colonel back to the gate.
Yes, sir.
- You don't have a whole lot of time, Brian.
- Colonel Kerby, sir.
As you were, soldier.
Jesus Christ!
They're either soggy or stale!
It's good training for a young captain, Mr Pierce.
Those guys are probably sending out for pizza.
Weekend warriors!
One big difference between those guys and us.
They're used to shooting at people.
Are you kidding?
On a Monday morning, these guys don't know a muzzle from a rat's ass.
- Bet we could find a witness to say different.
- Yeah, but they couldn't shoot back.
- Captain Shawn.
- Yes, sir.
- Call the corps to formation.
- Everyone?
- Yes, everyone.
- Yes, sir.
Corps all present and accounted for, sir.
Stand at ease!
Gentlemen, when we started this, we agreed it would be done by the book.
A military operation.
Someday we'll be respected for what we've done.
Last night 11 cadets jumped the wall.
And today they're saying, outside, that the rest of you must be hostages.
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A decision has to be made and it has to stick!
We can't tolerate any more desertions.
If you don't have the guts for what we've taken on, walk out now in the light of day.
If you're as committed as I am, stay.
We'll win this battle.
We'll win it with honour.
Otherwise step forward, lay down your weapons, walk out.
Take off that beret.
Lieutenant West requesting permission to be dismissed, sir.
Brian.
- Look, Brian...
- Dismissed.
Detail, right face!
Forward march!
I don't know what's going on.
I can't believe you love the school so much to sit there and want to die for it.
Maybe I underestimated those damn tapes.
Kids I can understand, Hulk was always marginal, but West.
It was a big mistake, Brian, if you don't mind me saying.
Bache would have never played it that way.
Yeah.
I wish I could talk to him.
He'd tell us to hold out.
Yeah, I know he would.
Why don't you go grab some sleep?
Go on.
Sleep.
Can you sleep?
Me?
Slept like a baby this afternoon.
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Two whole hours.
Go on, lie down, Brian.
You'll feel better.
- Wake me if something happens.
- Will do.
Hey!
Hey!
What the hell's going on here?
- Hey!
Where's the water?
- Who turned off the goddamn...
- How does it look?
- It's OK right now.
- We should guard the other water heaters.
- Let's make thirst a capital offence.
He's right.
We run out of water, we've had it.
If we can't trust our own guys, what's the point?
We couldn't trust them to stay with us.
How can we trust them to save water?
- West cut our strength in half.
- Wait a minute, dammit.
- He is our friend.
- With friends like that...
Hey!
I don't wanna hear anyone bad-mouth West.
He did what he felt was right.
- Put guards on the water supplies.
- Yes, sir.
Brian!
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MASH!
Any news?
You want the news?
I'll give you the news.
We take you now to reporter Alex Dwyer on the scene of the uprising.
I'm outside the gates of Bunker Hill Academy talking to a National Guardsman, a young man not much older than the infants who have taken over this old institution.
Let's see what the grunt on the street says.
Trooper, how do you feel about the possibility of taking this school by force?
- Give me those!
- I'd like to frag the freaks!
Sir, what's your opinion of this crisis?
I feel sorry for the little cherubs.
It's society's fault.
We failed to meet the needs...
Thank you, Private Bleeding Heart.
We take you now to a press meeting, live in progress, with Colonel Adolf Kerby of the National Guard.
- Can you hear me?
- You're an ass, Dwyer.
It's the governor's fervent hope that force will not be necessary in retaking the school.
However, the governor will not stand by indefinitely and allow this to continue.
Let's have an interview with Major Moreland.
What's going on here?
What's going on here?
- I'm here inside the walls of Bunker Hill...
- On your feet!
Let's go!
... with Major Brian Moreland, commander of the rebellious youths.
Correction.
Defending cadets.
Let's go.
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Come on.
- There seems to be some dissension...
- No, this is a military operation.
A military operation.
I see.
- No dissension, no desertion and no...
- Knock it off!
- Those of you not on station should sleep.
- You can't escape the press that easily.
Knock it off!
It's not funny any more!
It's getting to be a real pain in the ass!
Drop it!
Back to you, Walter.
The major's getting pissed off.
- Come on.
Move out.
- And we don't want to piss off the major.
Piss off the major, you find yourself escorted out between two of Shawn's Red Berets.
You just keep going and going, don't know when to stop.
Think with your brain, you'll piss off the major.
Piss off the major and you find yourself escorted outjust like the major's father.
Leave my father out of this.
- Reason with the major, out you go.
- Let's go.
Pretty soon there'll be nobody left but one pissed-off major.
Knock it off!
We've had enough!
You don't wanna save this school for posterity.
You wanna wear it like your own cocoon!
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Just you and Bache, snug as two bugs queer for each other.
Stay back.
- Come on, Brian!
- Get him!
Hold it down!
Hold it down!
- They turned off the power.
- Turn 'em on!
- Hold it down!
- What's that noise?
Listen up!
Get your weapons and man your battle stations!
Check the 50s and 60s.
Make sure they're prepared and ready.
- Come on!
- Move, move, move!
- Don't let friendship keep you here any more.
- Don't worry.
Get down.
Give me a wire brush, Charlie.
Looks like it hasn't been run since World War I.
Yeah, if then.
OK, that ought to do it.
Hold your breath.
All right, hit the switch.
Got it.
Go on, get somebody.
Major Moreland.
- You know you're responsible for that boy?
- It was an accident.
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I've gone to the mat with the civil authorities.
I'm urging them to take into consideration your youth and the strain...
Cut the bullshit.
Nobody in here's young any more.
Excuse me if I don't shed tears over your lost youth.
You've had your chances to toss it in.
You've got this chance.
The governor is this close to ordering us to take you in by force.
When that order comes, I'll do it and you won't ever be that unhappy again.
I'll have to do it.
They want us to be good little boys now so we can fight some war for them in the future.
Some war they'll decide on.
We'd rather fight our own war right now.
Brian, we're talking about boys so young they haven't got hair one between their legs.
That's never been any qualification for a soldier.
Good Christ!
The final stage of any mobilisation is the children, the seed corn.
What in God's name did they teach you in here?
What did they turn you into?
A soldier.
The only thing I ever wanted to be.
A soldier?
No, goddammit, I'm a soldier, with the career goal of all soldiers.
I wanna stay alive in situations where it ain't easy, but you, my friend, you're a death lover.
I know the species.
17 years old and some son of a bitch has put you in love with death.
Somebody sold you on the idea that dying for a cause is romantic.
Well, that is the worst kind of all the kinds of bullshit there is!
Dying is only one thing.
Bad.
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Don't find that out.
Please.
We'll reduce our demands to just one.
I'm listening.
A meeting with General Bache.
Let the order come directly from him.
We'll obey.
General Bache died last night at six o'clock.
You son of a bitch.
You and I have nothing more to talk about.
Company, halt!
Left face!
Firing detail, ready!
Take aim!
Fire!
Take aim!
Fire!
Take aim!
Fire!
General Bache... prized this sword.
It was given to him by General MacArthur in appreciation of his service.
And he used to say it was forged in the furnace of honour.
What I know of honour I learned from him and what I know of dignity I learned from him.
He taught us there are things worse than death.
Defeat, dishonour.
General Bache, we commit your spirit to eternity, to the company of great soldiers... and great souls.
Company, left face!
Forward march!
How come they knocked off the tapes, Charlie?
I don't know.
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Probably just to keep us wondering.
It's working.
Yeah.
Charlie?
I'm scared.
I mean it.
I'm really scared.
We're all gonna get killed.
I know it.
No, we're not, Derek.
Try to think of something else.
I can't.
Please, let's just give up, OK?
I mean, we'll leave, OK?
Please?
- It'll be all right.
- No, it won't.
- Close your eyes.
- I can't.
Get low, Derek.
Come on.
- Derek!
Derek, don't run!
- I don't wanna die!
Derek!
Don't run!
- Derek!
- Hold your fire!
Stop!
You boys in here, this is the end of it.
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Right now, right here.
You're coming out.
Someone finally had to die.
Kerby, hold it right there!
You will talk to our men through us.
I want all of you boys to know that at dawn we will take this campus.
My men, our tanks, our helicopters, we will take this campus.
I don't want to see any more of you boys die.
Men, stand fast and listen up.
You are soldiers.
You will continue to follow the orders of your superior officers.
- You will continue...
- Those who don't want this to happen, at dawn throw down your weapons and run to the nearest National Guardsman.
We will do our best to protect you and to see that you get out safely.
Like they did Charlie!
The bastards killed him!
Mr Moreland!
Dawn.
I got a tank up here, Billy.
Where's Moreland?
- Bug, where's Moreland?
- I don't know.
Not here.
- Have you seen Shawn?
- No.
They've all disappeared.
I don't know where anybody is.
... honour, country.
These are the virtues instilled in a cadet at Bunker Hill.
They form the backbone of a curriculum which has produced a long and illustrious line of soldiers and statesmen who have served the United States with distinction since before the Civil War.
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At Bunker Hill our goal is not only to educate the boy, it is to develop the man, to plumb potential, to nurture it in an atmosphere of strict discipline and intensive training.
Those boys who are dedicated often fiind acceptance to West Point, Annapolis or the Air Force Academy, where...
I was thinking about Charlie.
You know, he came in here scared of his own shadow, homesick.
Used to cry himself to sleep.
I was betting he wouldn't last the first week of orientation.
You'd call "Right face" and he'd go in the other direction.
And by Thanksgiving he was calling cadence.
Never got a hit in inspection.
He turned out to be a tough little kid.
Always so eager to please.
It's getting close to dawn.
That plebe year, it's a tough time.
Yeah, it is.
Some of them, like Charlie, thrive on it.
I did.
I...
I thrived on it.
I can't remember why any more.
I was thinking about that basketball game we played, one on one, last winter.
It was so cold, hurt to breathe, and your fingers could barely feel the ball, you know.
There was no net on the hoop.
We were always arguing the other's shot didn't go in.
Laughing and acting crazy
It was so dark you couldn't see the ball against the backboard.
I love that feeling.
We'll have a rematch, one on one.
It's gonna hurt like hell to leave it all behind.
No one leaves it all behind, Brian.
We're gonna take it with us.
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Were they just words?
Honour, duty, country?
I loved that man.
Being in his presence made me feel privileged.
But there had to be something missing in all that he taught us, or this wouldn't have happened.
I...
I've done a terrible thing here.
You weren't alone.
We were all in it together.
It was my command and I was in charge.
When I knelt next to Charlie,
I tried to find some justification.
But honour doesn't count for shit when you're looking at a dead little boy.
You don't think of the book of remembrance or bugles or flags or 21-gun salutes.
All you think about is what a neat little kid he was... and how you're gonna miss him.
Declare a victory, Brian.
Let's say we won the war.
Let's go home.
Fall in!
Fall in!
It's over!
Fall in.
Fall in!
It's over!
Fall in!
Let's go!
Fall in!
It's over!
Let's go!
Fall in!
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Fall in!
- Let's go, Lyle.
Fall in.
- Bring them up from the parade field.
Fall in.
It's over.
Let's go, Frank.
Fall in.
- Tell 'em to fall in.
- Fall in, guys.
Bring it down.
Rusty!
- Fall in.
- Yes, sir!
Fall in!
Fall in down in the quad.
It's over.
Fall in!
It's over!
It's over!
Fall in!
Hold your fire!
Hold your fire!
Shawn!
Calling chopper two.
Lay down the smoke!
Shawn!
Dammit!
Move out!
Let's go!
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Stay inside!
Keep clear!
- Shit!
- Shawn!
It's beautiful, man!
Beautiful!
Eyes right!
Eyes right!
Eyes right!
Company, turn!
Eyes right!
Eyes right!
Eyes right!
( theme song playing )
SCHULTZ:
Let's go, let's go!
Put your backs into it!
This is not a picnic!
MEN:
All right, all right.
HOGAN:
My men volunteered for this detail.
NEWKIRK:
We didn't have to come out here and help you fill your bloody shell holes.
BAKER:
This is the thanks we get.
Yeah, never look to a Kraut for gratitude.
I think you owe us an apology, Schultz.
Apology?
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!
An apology!
If you didn't want to work, why did you volunteer?
We wanted to practice with shovels.
In case a bomb hits the guardhouse, we want to give you a decent burial.
Major Heintzen, headquarters, Berlin.
Have these men change this tire immediately.
Jawohl, Major.
You heard the major.
Well?
What are you waiting for?
Well, for one thing, you didn't say "please."
Who are you?
Colonel Hogan.
He's the ranking officer of the prisoners.
In that case, I suggest you order your men to change my tire.
We're just here to fix the road, sir.
If you are smart, Colonel, you will change the tire.
If you're smart, Major, you'll call the auto club.
Sergeant!
Jawohl, Major?
If this tire is not changed in 30 seconds, somebody will be shot!
I'll change it.
A prisoner will be shot, Dummkopf!
Jawohl.
Where do you keep your jack?
Under the back seat, Colonel.
Let's do it.
Hey, great,
I haven't changed a tire in years!
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NEWKIRK:
Oh, yeah, bloody marvelous.
Yes, good practice, too, in case your hearse has a flat.
You shouldn't even say it as a joke, LeBeau.
Let's go.
Three mobile rocket launchers have been moved into the area.
Any idea where?
I know the general location of two of them.
The third one has been moved.
You are to find it and report to London.
You're not going to do anything, of course, right?
I used to do this.
How about a little help?
I've heard of easier assignments.
There is a spotting shack on top of the hill overlooking Hammelburg.
One of our agents, Frankel, is there to help you.
Can't the agent handle it alone?
Unfortunately, Frankel does not know how to operate a wireless.
Swell.
I would do it myself, Colonel, but I'm afraid the Gestapo is following me.
SCHULTZ:
Major, the tire is changed.
Sehr gut, Sergeant, danke schön.
Carter, you didn't get the windshield.
I don't appreciate your sarcasm, Colonel.
It's just part of our service.
Major, look us up when you need a lube job.
(engine starts)
SCHULTZ:
Come on, LeBeau!
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Everybody back to work!
LeBEAU:
Pushy, Schultz.
What did he say, sir?
There's a rocket launcher in the area and we've got to find it.
Blimey, that's like trying to find a needle in a haystack.
Yeah.
We got a break.
Here comes the needle now.
I understand, General.
Huh, certainly, General.
Yes, General.
That was General Freiberg of the Gestapo.
He said that Hogan's men changed the flat tire of a Luftwaffe major.
Actually, Herr Kommandant, I was the one.
I found the jack, I jacked up the car,
I unloosened the bolts, I removed the tire, and I put on the spare.
That man was with the underground.
Actually, Herr Kommandant,
LeBeau found the jack, Carter unloosened the bolts...
Schultz!
Ah, General Burkhalter, how very nice to see you.
A chair for the general, Schultz.
Klink, I have an important assignment for you and your men.
And it's top secret.
I hear nothing!
General Burkhalter, I assure you,
I run an airtight camp.
KLINK ( over speaker ):
Not one word can leak out.
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BURKHALTER ( over speaker ):
I hope so-- this is very important.
Three moving rocket launchers have been moved into this area.
What kind of a secret?
There is one parked right in the middle of the camp.
It's not staying there, it's where they move it.
That's the secret, Dummkopf!
No, Klink, it's staying here, that's the secret, Dummkopf.
It's staying here?
Yes, and tomorrow it will be fired at England to coincide with an all-out blitz by our illustrious Luftwaffe.
KLINK ( over speaker ):
Marvelous, sir.
And you, Klink, are in charge of its security.
Uh, we are a little short-handed right now.
There's not a man I can spare, sir.
You could spare a man to change a tire for an underground agent.
You heard about that?
I can explain that, General.
You can release men for guard duty by putting the prisoners to work in the mess hall.
( chuckles )
They wouldn't like that.
Who cares what they like?
It's not that simple, General.
I'm sure that Colonel Hogan will have something to say about that rocket launcher.
I've got a lot to say.
Klink, tell this man to leave.
Dismissed, Hogan.
General Burkhalter, according to the Geneva Convention, you cannot bring offensive weapons into a POW camp.
Klink, tell Colonel Hogan I'm not listening.
Hogan, General Burkhalter says he does not wish to discuss it with you.
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Tell General Burkhalter I'm reporting him to the Red Cross.
General Burkhalter,
Hogan says that he's reporting you to the Red Cross.
If I'm not discussing this with Colonel Hogan, why are you?
I don't know.
Then stop talking to him!
Schultz, tell Colonel Hogan that I do not wish to discuss it with him.
Colonel Hogan, Colonel Klink does not wish to discuss it with you.
Tell Colonel Klink he's going to be in as much trouble as General Burkhalter.
Klink, tell Schultz to tell Hogan
I'm in no trouble.
Schultz, tell Colonel Hogan that General Burkhalter is in no trouble.
Colonel Hogan, Colonel Klink says...
They're both going to be in trouble if they don't get rid of that rocket launcher.
Klink, tell him he can't threaten me!
Schultz, tell him he can't threaten him.
General Burkhalter...
This is my last warning.
I don't take warnings from prisoners.
Neither do I!
You will this time.
( all shouting )
Please!
Wait for me.
MAN ( over speaker ):
Headquarters says it's imperative you assign a man to the lookout shack so he can radio the position of the two rocket launchers to our bombers.
We read you, Mama Bear.
Ask about the rocket launcher parked outside our window.
What about the rocket launcher parked in our camp?
MAMA BEAR ( over speaker ):
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You chaps will have to take care of that one yourselves.
Will do, Mama Bear.
MAMA BEAR ( over speaker ):
Good show.
Good show!
Good bloody show.
Don't they realize this is a suicide mission?
That area will be loaded with radio detector trucks.
He's right, Colonel.
The first message from that lookout shack and the Krauts will pick it up like that.
Yeah, don't forget,
Klink's in charge of security operations.
That's the only break we got.
I'm afraid that's not enough, Colonel.
There's only one man for this job.
Me.
Why you?
Because this mission requires a man who's resourceful, courageous and ingenious.
What I said, "why you?"
Sir, I'll go.
After all, they are aiming those things at home, aren't they?
No, I'll take the assignment, Colonel.
Here, Newkirk, I want you to have this.
What is it?
My little black book.
If you're ever in Paris,
I'm sure these girls will show you a good time.
Do me a favor, I volunteered first.
Here, this is for you.
I'm a very hard act to follow, but do the best you can.
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Fellows, I'll take the assignment.
But, Colonel, it needs someone who can operate a wireless.
I can handle it.
But, Colonel, you can't go.
You're the most important man we have.
If I went and something happened to me, nobody would even know I was gone.
He's got a point there, sir.
It's too dangerous a mission.
Let's draw lots.
No, no, no.
I'll handle it myself.
You fellows will have to figure a way to get rid of the rocket launcher here.
Right, Colonel.
All right then.
Okay.
Newkirk?
What?
Just for fun, let me see who we would have gotten.
Oh, all right.
Hey, this sounds exciting.
"Blonde, 36, 23," hey, marvelous!
So does yours.
BOTH:
"Martine Allegre"?
Papa Bear to Goldilocks, Papa Bear to Goldilocks.
This is Goldilocks.
Go ahead, Papa Bear.
Arrived safely, everything seems to be in order.
Roger, Papa Bear.
We'll be standing by.
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Roger, over and out.
( footsteps approaching )
Colonel Hogan?
Frankel?
( sighs )
Lily Frankel.
Hey, look, not that I've got anything against the smell of cologne, but this isn't exactly a mission for a woman.
Colonel Hogan, I have faced danger before.
Well, when was the last time you were alone with a man who has been a prisoner of war for three years?
Now, that is what I call danger.
What are you doing?
We've got to get a good look at that rocket launcher.
Louis, that guard has a machine gun in his hand.
You mean you're afraid of a little thing like getting shot?
No, but I just took another look at me little black book, and I don't have the right to ruin the lives of 127 well-built English girls.
Come on, let's go.
I don't know how many names you got in your black book, but that guard is going to shoot to kill.
We have a legitimate reason to talk to Schultz.
Here, take this-- let's go.
Halt.
SCHULTZ:
What are you doing here?
Since we've been ordered to cook in the mess hall, we want to know what the guards would like for dinner.
Ohh!
Advance immediately.
( all talking at once )
LeBEAU:
How about starting your meal with a cold Vichyssoise?
SCHULTZ:
Vichyssoise.
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Did you hear it, Schwellbacher?
LeBeau is going to make us a Vichyssoise.
Isn't that wonderful?
What is it?
Potato soup.
You are so gauche.
Oh, I like potato soup.
And then I thought we might have a nice Salade Nicoise.
Nicoise?
Well, that's with lettuce, tomatoes, olives, some tuna.
You'll love it.
Oh.
Couldn't we have some Sauerbraten?
No-- no substitutions on the dinner.
It's a shame, you know.
I had me mind set on tripe and Brussels sprouts.
LeBEAU:
Newkirk.
Now, for dessert we have a choice:
meringue glacé or pèche Melba.
Meringue glacé or pèche Melba!
NEWKIRK:
Whatever happened to the old bread puddings Mum used to make?
Decisions, decisions...
BURKHALTER:
What are these men doing here?
We are trying to decide what kind of dessert we are going to have.
Dessert?
I can make a meringue glacé or pèche Melba.
Oh, I vote for pèche Melba.
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Klink!
You prefer meringue glacé?
I prefer a court-martial.
Get these prisoners away from here, immediately.
GUARD:
Jawohl!
Heraus, raus, raus, raus!
Raus!
( machine gun fire )
And keep these prisoners away from here.
That is an order.
SCHULTZ:
That's an order.
Psst, LeBeau...
I want meringue glacé.
Thought you had them spotted.
We did.
They keep moving them.
HOGAN:
Any sign of them yet?
No.
But I wish they would come.
I would like to get out of here.
I imagine you're anxious to get back to your husband, huh?
I'm not married.
Anxious to get home to your boyfriend, then.
In this business I find it is better not to make close attachments.
That's why I'm single.
There's no one sitting under the apple tree waiting for me.
Now that we have that out of the way, we can relax.
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Care for some wine?
Thank you.
If we don't spot those rockets, we could be here for days.
We can't be here too long.
We haven't much food.
I'd risk malnutrition for you.
But you do not even know me.
Well, look at it this way.
Anybody that works for the underground and has legs like yours can't be all bad.
This mission has turned out very nice for me as well.
Now, if the Krauts will only cooperate, we can get to know each other better.
I wouldn't mind that a bit.
( tapping )
Somebody is sending you a message.
I'm sending you a message.
( tapping continues )
I think I've got your message.
Bombers have taken off.
They want the location of the rocket launchers.
We'd better have another look.
( Hogan tapping out reply )
HOGAN:
Any sign yet?
No.
Yeah, the bombers won't be here for a while yet.
Still no rockets, Colonel.
I alerted them to have an alternate target ready just in case.
That was a very good... idea.
I've got a lot of good ideas.
I am sure you have.
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Goldilocks calling Papa Bear.
Who is Papa Bear?
( over radio ):
Come in, Papa Bear.
Me.
I thought you were the Big Bad Wolf.
( over radio ):
Do you read me, Papa Bear?
This is Papa Bear, go ahead, Goldilocks.
The rocket in camp is heavily guarded-- we can't get near it.
HOGAN:
There must be a way.
Only if we toss a grenade at it.
That would blow the entire operation.
BAKER:
Any suggestions?
HOGAN:
Give me time to think about it.
We'll stand by.
Oh, and Goldilocks-- would you mind leaving your mike open and playing some André Kostelanetz records?
( sighs )
Now, where were we?
There must be a way.
The first thing we've got to do is stop all these interruptions.
The gyroscope.
What are you talking about?
The rockets are controlled by gyroscopes.
You want to talk about gyroscopes at a time like this?
If they could alter the gyroscope, it would throw the rocket off its course.
That's it.
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Electromagnet would do it.
If it was close enough.
Next time I hope they send me a dumb blonde.
Papa Bear calling Goldilocks, Papa Bear calling Goldilocks.
This is Goldilocks.
I haven't found any Kostelanetz records.
Would Mantovani do?
Never mind that now.
My partner has come up with a great idea.
Hold on, be right back.
( tapping )
( clicking )
I've picked up the underground transmitter.
Go north!
( phone rings )
Yes, who is it?
Oh, put him on.
It's General Freiberger of the Gestapo.
Yes, Herr Freiberger?
Yes?
Yes, sir.
Yes, I shall tell him immediately.
Thank you, General Freiberger.
One of the radio detector units has picked up a wireless sending coded messages.
It must be the underground.
That is exactly what I was going to say.
They must be sending out the location of our rocket launchers.
Exactly what I was going to say, sir.
Order your men to search the area.
If they see anybody suspicious, shoot them.
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That is exactly what I was going to say, General.
Klink, stop agreeing with me.
You are undermining my confidence.
Hey, listen, you guys...
Yeah, Colonel Hogan has a plan to take care of the rocket launchers.
Here's what he wants us to do.
Carter and LeBeau will have to take care of it.
You come with me, Baker.
W-Where are we going?
A little decoy work, chum.
It's the rocket launcher coming up the road.
HOGAN:
Good.
Wait, there's two of them.
HOGAN:
What road is that?
FRANKEL:
Flensheim.
Approximately three miles southeast of Hammelburg and heading for the river.
( taps out message )
( clicking )
Colonel Hogan, there's a radio detector truck coming from the other direction.
I'm afraid there's nothing we can do about that now.
The bombers are on the way.
Halt!
Back, back, back, back.
I know you're on duty, Schultz, so I thought I'd come out and cook dinner for you.
You are going to cook a dinner just for me, Cockroach?
That's what he's going to cook you for dinner.
I couldn't find a chicken, so I'm going to broil you both a nice steak with a little sauce béarnaise.
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Oh.
I have this always with me.
You never know when you run into a free meal.
Hey, what are you doing?
Connecting the stove.
Here, Schultz.
Here's the salt, here's the pepper.
Here are some herbs.
And there's the sauce béarnaise.
Now, Schultz, how do you want your steak?
Uh, well done, danke.
Figures.
Schwellbacher, come over here.
I show you-- here, you see?
This is what they call sauce béarnaise.
SCHULTZ:
Ah, this is wonderful.
( loud clang )
( begins tapping Morse code )
FRANKEL:
The radio truck has stopped.
It's backing up.
HOGAN:
Yeah, I wonder why.
Yeah, they seem to be heading into the woods.
( tapping )
The wireless is in this area.
Stop!
( tapping continues loudly )
GUARD:
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Over there.
( shooting )
( planes droning, bombs whistling )
Look at that, Colonel.
Isn't that a beautiful sight?
HOGAN:
A direct hit.
Oh, nice shooting.
Oh, you did a wonderful job.
Your directions were perfect.
Well, I couldn't have done it without you.
It's nice, is it not, when the mission is accomplished?
Well, we really haven't accomplished everything.
What else is there?
Colonel Hogan?
Are we glad to see you!
Our timing was perfect, sir.
Let me be the judge of that.
SCHULTZ:
All right, everybody, back to the barracks-- back, back, back, back-- mach schnell.
Schnell!
HOGAN:
Uh, Colonel?
I'd like to register another protest...
I'm not interested in your protest, Hogan.
Neither am I.
Yesterday two of our rockets pointed at England were bombed by your barbarian air force.
They're liable to bomb this camp if you don't move that rocket.
I am not afraid.
That's because you live off the base.
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I personally am going to pull the switch to send this rocket to England.
General Burkhalter.
KLINK:
Would you allow me the honor?
BURKHALTER:
Of course, Klink.
KLINK:
Thank you.
( rocket fires )
Klink-- England is that way.
General Burkhalter, I can't understand what happened.
What's that way?
My house, for one thing.
Frankly, General, I thought it was a lousy neighborhood, anyway.
(doorbell rings)
Who is it?
(man) It's me, Miss Kinman..
Tony.
Stand back so I can see you.
Come in.
If you don't start recognizing my voice pretty soon,
I'm going to feel you don't like me.
Put it over there as usual.
Oh, uh, for you.
I hope you don't mind.
That's very thoughtful, Tony.
The park's just beautiful now.
It's alive with flowers.
You really should see them.
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Your tip is included.
(Tony) The tip isn't necessary, Miss Kinman.
Bringing your dinner up these past few weeks is something I really enjoy doing.
I mean if it wouldn't be presumptuous,
I'd be very happy to take you over to the park one of these afternoons.
I mean if you should decide to go out.
I've had a lot of experience with this,
I really guarantee you a smooth ride.
Well, thank you for such prompt service.
I appreciate it.
You really should think about it.
Getting out, getting some air.
I hope you will.
(chain lock jingles)
(tires squeal)
(squealing continues)
(phone rings)
(ring)
(ring)
Hello?
Yes, this is Dorothy Kinman.
How did you get my number?
Why are you doing this?
Oh, no!
No, please!
Please, no no!
♪ (theme) ♪
Mannix s4e21 Voice In The Dark
(Mannix) How's it coming, Peggy?
If you mean "is your trap properly baited,"
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I think so.
You ask a simple question, you get a loaded answer.
Martinis here.. cool and dry.
Beautiful.
Glasses here..gathering their prescribed frosting.
Perfect.
Appetizers artistically displayed.
A thing of beauty.
Mmm...
Well, I can see you've been around.
Before I was a secretary, I was a girl.
Oh, and I got your background music on, too.
3 hours' worth.
All syrupy.
That ought to do it.
Hope this hasn't been too much of a burden on you, doing this for me, Peggy.
On triple time, nothing's a burden.
Um...does this one have a name?
Peggy, she's ocean spray.
I'll see you in the morning.
I think so.
Good night, Joe.
Good night.
(phone rings)
Don't answer that, Peggy.
It might be somebody.
I'm sorry, Joe.
You've conditioned me too well.
Hello.
Yes, it is.
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No, I'm sorry. this is his secretary.
Yes.
Well, I... just a second-- I'll see what I can do.
It's a Miss Kinman-- Dorothy Kinman.
That sounds familiar.
Yeah...
Isn't that the girl they were touting for the Olympics?
That's right, the one that was hurt.
That's her name.
She says she's got to see you.
Yeah, well she can.
First thing in the morning.
Make an appointment, Peggy.
Joe, she sounds very upset.
Just talk to her, huh?
(thud)
Hello.
Yes, this is Joe Mannix.
Yes.
Yes, I understand, Miss Kinman.
Well, uh...couldn't this wait until tomorrow morning?
Oh... yeah, all right.
If you'll give me your address... and phone number.
All right, fine.
I'll be there in about 10 minutes.
(phone rests)
(sigh)
And now Peggy, if you like, you can do me another favor.
When she arrives...
I'll tell her the tide went out...
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Yeah.
I could explain a little better though, if I knew her name.
Abigail.
(doorbell rings)
(Dorothy) Who is it?
Joe Mannix.
Would you show some identification, please?
Come in, Mr. Mannix.
Miss Kinman?
Thank you for coming here.
(lock chain jingles)
I just poured myself a Scotch.
Would you care for some?
Yes, thank you.
I must have sounded pretty hysterical when I called you.
Well shall we say you sounded... upset?
I think these phone calls are getting to me.
When did the calls first begin?
A month ago.
Four or five days after I left the hospital and moved into here.
Have you, uh... notified the police?
Won't you sit down.
Thank you.
Yes, they suggested that I change my number.
Did you?
Last week.
I thought that was the end of it.
But tonight...
How long did he stay on the line?
Just a few seconds.
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That's all there ever is.
What exactly did he say?
What he always says.
That he's going to kill me.
Let's start with the familiar.
Can you think of anybody who might want to hurt you-- or at least frighten you?
No.
No one.
Let's go back two or three years.
Have you ever had any trouble with anybody -- for instance, a cab driver, a clerk in some hotel, anyone at all?
I didn't think there was.
Obviously, I was wrong.
Well, the fact that he knows your name doesn't necessarily mean you've met.
And after all you are a public figure-- won the nationals-- everyone's choice for the Olympics.
Former choice.
I don't want anyone's pity, Mr. Mannix.
All I want is to be left alone and not to be terrified every time the phone rings.
Tell me, who handled your complaint at the police department?
Uh, Lt. Tobias.
Well now, that's a help.
Do you know him?
Yes.
He wasn't very optimistic.
It seems that calls of such short duration are very hard to trace.
Which means we'll have to lengthen them.
How?
By asking questions-- making conversation.
If nothing else, we might get an idea of the kind of psychopath we're dealing with.
He wasn't interested in conversation.
He wouldn't listen to me.
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We'll make him.
You're an optimist, Mr. Mannix.
Comes with the territory.
I think I'd better get over and see Lt. Tobias.
I'll, uh... call you first thing in the morning.
(Dorothy) Thank you, Mr. Mannix.
The name is Joe.
Joe.
(Tobias) Kinman...
Dorothy Louise.
(clears throat)
Oh yeah...
Well, I'm not surprised she hired a private investigator, Joe.
She wasn't exactly overwhelmed with what we did for her.
Did you put a tap on her line?
No, no.
She insisted it wouldn't do any good.
She insisted?
Well, Joe, you know, nobody's ever with her when she gets these calls.
Frankly, I'm not convinced there were any.
She convinced me.
Yeah, well...
She also tell you that she took that apartment after she got out of the hospital?
She told me.
It wasn't a hospital, Joe.
It was a sanitarium.
She spent the last four weeks of her recovery with a team of psychiatrists.
Are you trying to tell me she imagined the calls?
I'm suggesting a possibility.
Here quote from the psychiatrists:
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"Patient displayed severe depression,
"complained of recurring nightmares,
"had strong feelings of guilt and a tendency toward fantasy."
Well of course, she had to go through some sort of adjustment.
And after all that accident turned her whole life upside-down.
I realize that.
When she called me tonight, she was pretty badly shaken up.
I can't believe it was all a performance or a fantasy.
Well, the trouble is, Joe, there's no way of telling.
There might be if you put a tap on her line.
And I think I could talk her into it.
Now if she could just keep the caller on the phone for say 30 seconds, we might have a chance.
Adam, I believe her.
Okay, Joe, okay.
For a couple of days.
I knew you couldn't turn down a lady in distress.
Lady in distress-- real or imagined.
Listen, if you want to call her, why don't you just use my phone there.
Thanks, Adam.
I appreciate that.
It's all right.
We're here to serve.
There's no answer.
You sure you got her new number?
Oh yeah, she gave it to me when she called my office.
There's something wrong, Adam.
Open it!
Miss Kinman is very particular about her privacy.
Don't worry about that.
Open it up!
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