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Absolutely. Be good for you to talk to him. |
Glad to see you're not trying to have a heartfelt talk. It's one of my greatest annoyances, when people talk to those who can't hear them. |
My father and I have an advantage. We never talk. |
How long have you known my father? |
Thirty years. Maybe more. |
How would you describe him? |
Fiveeleven. Oneeighty. Regulated hypertension. How would his son describe him? |
Did your father ever tell you about the day you were born? |
A thousand times. He caught an uncatchable fish. |
Not that one. The real story. Did he ever tell you that? |
No. |
Your mother came in about three in the afternoon. Her neighbor drove her, on account of your father was on business in Wichita. You were born a week early, but there were no complications. It was a perfect delivery. Now, your father was sorry to miss it, but it wasn't the custom for the men to be in the room for delive... |
Or are you too scared? |
I'll go in right now and get that eye. |
Then do it. |
Fine, I will. |
Fine, you do it. |
Fine, I'm doing it. |
You get the eye? |
I brought it. |
Let's see it. |
Bloom! |
Don. |
What the hell are you doing? This is my girl. Mine! |
I didn't know she belonged to anybody. |
Welcome to ya. What's your name? |
Edward Bloom. |
Bloom like a flower? |
Yes. |
Oh. Here! Right here. Edward Bloom. We weren't expecting you yet. |
You were expecting me? |
Not yet. |
What is this place? |
The town of Spectre. Best kept secret in Alabama. Says here you're from Ashton, right? Last person we had from Ashton was Norther Winslow. |
The poet? What ever happened to him? |
He's still here. Let me buy you a drink. I'll tell you all about it. Hell, I'll have him tell you. |
No. I've gotta meet somebody. I'm already running late. |
Now tell me if that isn't the best pie you ever ate. |
It truly is. |
I have to leave. Tonight. |
Why? |
This town is everything a man could ask for. And if I were to end up here, I'd consider myself lucky. But the fact is, I'm not ready to end up anywhere. |
No one's ever left. |
You won't find a better place! |
I don't expect to. |
Great, great. That's fantastic. |
It was on that night Karl met his destiny. And I met mine. Almost. |
Hey kid! Your friend just made himself a star. |
That's great. |
See! The big guy likes it. |
I just saw the woman I'm going to marry, I know it. But then I lost her. |
Tough break. Most men have to get married before they lose their wives. |
I'm going to spend the rest of my life looking for her. That or die alone. |
Jesus, kid. Let me guess. Real pretty, blonde hair, blue hat? |
Yes! |
I know her uncle. Friends of the family. |
Who is she? Where does she live? |
Kid. Don't waste your time. She's out of your league. |
What do you mean? You don't even know me. |
Sure I do. You were hot shit back in Hickville, but here in the real world, you got squat. You don't have a plan. You don't have a job. You don't have anything but the clothes on your back. |
I've got a whole backpack full of clothes! |
Someone stole my backpack. |
Kid, you were a big fish in a small pond. This here is the ocean, and you're drowning. Take my advice and go back to Puddleville. You'll be happy there. |
I don't have a job, but I would have a job if you gave me one. And I may not have much, but I have more determination than any man you're ever going to meet. |
Sorry, kid. I don't do charity. |
I'll work night and day, and you won't have to pay me. You just have to tell me who she is. |
Didn't kill anything, did I? |
A few rabbits, but I think one of them was already dead. |
That would explain the indigestion. |
I was wrong about you kid. You may not have much, but what you got, you got a lot of. You could get any girl. |
There's only one I want. |
Her name is Sandra Templeton. She's going to Auburn. The semester's almost over, so you better hurry. |
Thank you. |
Good luck, kid. |
You motherfuckers have just made the worst mistake of your lives! You have chosen to join my Army! This Army is my mother, my father, and my little virgin sister and I will not allow anyone or anything that is not up to my standards near her pretty little virgin cooze, do you understand me give me a sir, yes, sir! |
Sir, yes, sir! |
Those who I deem unworthy to pass through this camp will quit, and those who refuse to quit I will kill. You ever hear of a training accident give me a sir, yes, sir! |
Sir, yes, sir! |
In my time I have killed sixteen men for the good of my country, sixteen men whose entrance into this Army I could not condone, as it would weaken the fabric of this nation's defense! This base suffers an average of three training accidents a year, unfortunate incidents that I will not hesitate to repeat if you cross m... |
Sir, yes, sir! |
So forget what you've seen on Sixty fucking Minutes about the kinder, gentler military you will either succeed, quit, or die by my hand! |
Some of you may have heard there's a hurricane coming! American soldiers do not wait for good weather they do not wait for a bright sunshiney day to do their duty! An American Soldier learns to operate in the worst conditions and turn said conditions into an advantage against their enemy! Anyone who thinks these condi... |
Sir, yes, sir! |
LZ is two clicks North of a cabin, you are to split into teams of two and work your way through your designated area blasting as many targets as you can find! Each area has twenty targets, first team to take all twenty and find the cabin wins! Teams are as follows Dunbar and Nunez, Pike and Mueller, Kendall and Childs... |
This is totally unnecessary |
He asked to see a policeman, we're getting him a policeman. |
But this guy you called, he's not even Army |
He's former Army and the best I've ever seen in a room. Besides, he knows the territory, we did Basic together here. You've had three hours with Dunbar and haven't gotten a peep, we need to take a different tack. |
He's not Army, it's not official |
Then it's unofficial. |
Search parties for the others are fanning out in a ten click radius from the pickup. If they're hurt and we can get to them in time... |
I called the JAG Corps, the two cadets we retrieved are to be flown to D.C. on a transport leaving here at 1700 |
You think he did it? |
No |
What do you think? |
It's too neat. |
You want Kendall, don't you? |
He tried to burn Dunbar to us. You don't do that if you're not involved. |
You both know if you do this, if you go after a Senator's son and you're wrong... it's not just me in the hot seat anymore. |
We know. |
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