You two get back to the hootch.
Load up on extra ammo and smoke grenades.
Diaz, get Big Brother. I want support.
Didi mau, gentlemen.
Big Brother 0-2, this is Silent Twin 0-2.
Fucking bullshit, man.
What did I do to deserve this? I'm sick of babysitting this whore.
What's happening?
-Meserve wants ammo. -We're gonna light them up.
-Where's Meserve? -He's at the ridge.
What do I do, man?
Babysit the whore while you guys waste some gooks?
What'd he say about me?
He didn't say anything.
All right, man. I'm saying it.
I'm going up there, man.
Eriksson, you stay here.
-I'm supposed to go. -I'm going up there and get some.
I ain't gonna miss this. You ready?
-Meserve won't like this. -I'm a corporal. You're a PFC.
Now you stay here. Give me the thump gun.
-Let's didi, Hatch. -We're gonna K.I.A. some VC.
Fucking-A.
No more.
No more. I'm not gonna hurt you.
I'm not gonna hurt you, okay?
I just want to untie you. All right?
Just a minute.
Okay.
Oh, God!
I'm sorry.
My friends...
...number 10.
You're sick, huh?
You're sick?
It's okay.
Oh, man, you're burning up.
You're hot.
You hungry? Hungry, food?
Eat, okay? Number one. Get you something to eat.
Okay? Okay.
Number one. It's good, it's good.
It's okay. Good.
Okay, okay, take it easy.
I don't understand.
I don't know what you're saying.
-What's happening? -Why are you here?
-Shit's happening. -Where's Eriksson?
-In the hootch. -You left him alone with the whore?
Are you nuts?
Go get him up here. Get everybody and everything up here ASAP.
I gotta do everything?
I'm gonna take you out of here. Okay?
You. You.
You, me, we go. We're gonna didi. Okay?
We're gonna go home.
Home.
We go home in the ville. Ville.
Thank God.
Okay, that's right. We're going home.
Wait a minute.
I can't go. You go. Go, go!
I can't go! I'll be a goddamn deserter.
Go! Go!
No, I'm sorry! I can't do this!
You don't understand!
Oh, Jesus. Okay.
What are you doing?
Nothing, man.
Nothing.
Meserve wants everybody up top.
Shut the fuck up!
She'll give us away with all that coughing.
We gotta waste her. She'll get us lit up.
-Eriksson, waste the bitch. -What?
You heard me. Grease her.
Another boat, sarge.
Get Reilly. I want that support. Slicks, snakes, everything.
Right, sarge.
Big Brother 0-2, this is Silent Twin 0-2, over.
I want you to waste her.
I don't know what you're talking about.
-Kill the bitch. -You're nuts!
Brownie would kick your ass on this.
He would not tolerate this bullshit!
Brownie ain't on my frequency no more.
Brownie's dead. You on my frequency, motherfucker?
If you ain't, you're K.I.A., just like the gooks.
Let her go, sarge! What she gonna do, man? Let her go!
-Hatcher, waste her. -What?
-I'll do it. -No, Hatcher's gonna do it.
-Why me? -You piece of shit. You do what I say.
I don't want to.
Choppers, sarge.
Goddamn it!
They're gonna see her.
We gotta get rid of her.
We'll have every bird circling this area.
Diaz!
-Do it! -I'll do it, sarge.
-Diaz is gonna do it. Do it! -Diaz, no, man.
-You yellow piece of shit! Be a man! -Don't do it.
-Be a man! Do it! Do it! -Don't do it!
-Do it! -Don't let him make you.
-Don't do it, man! -Do it!
Do it! You fucking piece of shit, do it!
-Diaz! Diaz! -Do it! Do it!
-Do it! -Diaz! No!
You don't have to worry about her coughing anymore!
Eriksson, you stay here!
Everybody else move! You cover!
Now we're in the shit.
Take no names and count the bodies!
What the hell is that? Look, sarge!
It's a gunboat.
I fixed her, sarge.
Everybody, move! Right flank! Right flank!
Switch with me, Hatch. Go!
Get some, motherfuckers! Get some!
Oh, God!
-She's getting away! -No! No!
She's getting away!
That bitch! I stuck her more than twice!
Waste her!
-No! Stop it! -Waste her!
Shoot her!
Let's make our hat!
Rowan! Rowan!
They did it. We didn't think they would...
...but they did. They killed her.
-The girl? -This ain't supposed to happen.
We go into this ville. We just march in...
...and they take this girl.
They fucked her and killed her.
Jesus Christ.
I mean, this ain't supposed to happen.
Hatcher's talking....
Hatcher's talking about Genghis Khan.
-Meserve said I'm K.I.A. -And Clark?
-He's nuts. -He's here.
Eriksson, what are you talking to him about?
I'm allowed to be talking to him.
What happens in the field stays in the field, man.
You know that. Everybody knows that.
Clarkie, where's Meserve? Is he back?
What happened? You disappeared.
I got choppered out, Clark.
-We have to regroup-- -Don't pull at me!
Don't pull at me.
Reilly said in an hour.
-I'll be there. -You better be, cherry.
Victor Charles Cong is hardcore.
They said that we were on alert.
I said, "I am always on alert."
-Did you see him, man? -That was freaky, man.
They get me back in the bush, I'm coming back in a bag.
You gotta tell somebody.
Who do you think?
-Tell Reilly. -Hill's the captain.
You should tell Reilly first.
All right.
On the day I was born, my mama grunted.
I popped out. Took one look around.
"Shit," I says, "it's Two Creeks, Texas."
So about eight years ago I'm still in Two Creeks.
My wife's about to have our first child.
I took her to the hospital, a natural thing to do.
She was refused admittance to this hospital on the basis of her race.
Which is, as you might guess, Negro.
Next thing I know, the baby ain't about to wait.
So my son is born on the goddamn floor...
...of this hospital's reception room.
Eriksson, I flipped the fuck out.
I started turning over chairs...
...kicking lamps.
It wasn't long before I was in jail.
Now wasn't I on the side of righteousness?
So, what was I doing in jail?
What I was doing, let me advise you...
...was fixing to shoot some motherfuckers in that hospital.
That's what I was doing.
But you know what?
It was like they read my mind...
...and they kept me in that jail until my mind was turned around.
When I got out, I only wanted to see...
...my baby and my wife.
And I started thinking to myself...
...what happened is the way things are.
So why try and buck the system?
This is what I'm gonna do.
I'm gonna break up the squad, send you in different directions.
-I think this is-- -No, you don't think. You listen.
You'd best just relax and try to forget about this thing.
You can't expect anything else in the combat zone.
Is that clear?
Sir. Yes, sir.
I got some boneless chicken I'll trade for some pound cake.
-We'd kill to keep our pound cake. -Everybody says that.
In fact, we have killed to keep our pound cake.
If you was me, what would you have done?
What do you mean, man?
I mean, if you were me, what would you have done?
I don't know.
There was this one minute, you know?
I had this chance.
I could have got her out of there. We both could have taken off.
And then Clark-- What was I supposed to do? Waste a corporal?
-No, man. -Just blow away four Americans?
-No. -What then?
Guys, I can't find my squad.
Why are you here?
-I can't find Wilkins. -Find any pound cake?
-No, just chicken. -Where is yours?
Somebody stole it. Can I stay with you?
Yeah, back there.
I should have gone to Captain Hill. He'd straighten this out.
When we reconnoitre to those caves, do you think--
Private, move out.
-You told Reilly? -Reilly's bullshit.
No, I gotta see Captain Hill. He'll square this shit away.
Don't go around your immediate superior.
If I do nothing, she'd just vanish.
There's a chain of command.
I wouldn't violate something so sacred for a murder.
What are you talking about?
Don't worry about it.
I better go. I feel like I'm doing something wrong.
I'll see you later.
You won't see us later if you don't stop bopping around here.
Just take it easy, okay? Slow down.
Tough. There he goes.
-Pathetic. -He ain't rendezvoused with his brain--
Cease fire! Cease fire!
What's the haps, sarge?
Booby trap. Somebody stepped on a toe-popper.
All right, let's move it out.
-Who got hit, sarge? -Cherry.
That boy was bagged the minute they sent him here.
They should have just shot him at home.
Okay, let's move out.
Get your people out of here. Let's go.
Oh, Jesus!
Pathetic, dumb-ass Cherry.
Wait a minute.
This goddamn thing is turning us on our heads.
We're getting it backwards.
Because every day is a dose of bullshit.
Just because we could all be blown away...
...everybody's acting like we can do anything.
And it don't matter what we do.
But I think it's the other way around. The main thing is the opposite.
Because we might die in the next second...
...maybe we gotta be extra careful what we do.
Because maybe it matters more.
Maybe it matters more than we even know.
-PFC Eriksson reporting, sir. -At ease, Eriksson.
Captain Hill, something happened--
I'm aware of why you're here.
Lt. Reilly detailed it to me just after you brought it to him.
I didn't know that, sir.
That just about cover it, trooper?
I am max-attentive to this situation.
Yes, sir.
Is there someone I should speak to?
Has the investigation started?
I hope you understand how serious this situation is.
Yes, sir. That's why I reported it, sir.
This could cause a major international incident. Do you know that?
Yes, sir.
These men fucked up good...
...but you bringing formal charges against them...
...is that gonna help that girl one little bit?
Maybe if you had been there, sir.
If you heard her scream--
Don't tell me shit about screaming! I've heard a lot of fucking screaming!
Most of it's come from wounded American boys.
I'm gonna transfer you out of my company. That okay?
I'll get you out of the bush, any fucking place you want to go.
I saw your 201 file in the rear.
You volunteered to be a tunnel rat. Is that what you want?
I want out of this company.
Well, that's a rog. You're a tunnel rat.
It won't keep me from bringing this out.
Nobody's trying to keep you from doing a goddamn thing.
My function here is just to tell you how this will come down.
And you ought to be advised...
...that military court-martials are lenient.
And stateside review boards are even more lenient.
If these guys get convicted they won't do any real time.
Yes, sir.
They'll be out of the stockade before you know it.
And if I was them, I'd be pissed off.
I'd be looking for payback!
Now, a man like you, wife, baby daughter...
...I'd be considering those factors very carefully.
Pardon me, sir. What's your point, sir?
There ain't no point, Eriksson.
I'm just illuminating the terrain in which we find ourselves deployed.
You don't mind. And if you do, fuck you!
-You on my frequency? -Yes, sir.
You maggot! Who do you think you are?
You recommended Meserve for a Bronze Star!
He pulled you out of a VC tunnel, boy!
What he did was wrong.
But he's a kid. He's 20 goddamn years old!
And you're gonna ruin his life? He saved yours!
No, man, no!
Now listen to me, man.
Just don't get too happy with those dice.
-I'll be there in two seconds. -Okay. All right.
Hey, Clarkie!
What?
-Charlie's in the wire! -What the hell's going on?
Christ! What was it?
Who was on watch?
Anybody still in there?
Get that fire out over there.
You sick son of a bitch!
I told you, cherry. What happens--
Nobody cares, Meserve.
Oh, I told everybody. You don't have to worry.
You don't have to kill me.
I told them, and they don't care!
You dinky dau, man.
You beaucoup dinky dau!
How you doing, son?
Sir.
I'm sorry, sir.
Drunk, sir.
Mind if I join you?
Drunk. Very drunk, sir.
You going on leave?
Getting transferred, sir. Fini boonies.
This little darling must be your daughter.
You're not gonna do anything crazy with that gun, are you?
Just protecting myself, sir.
I gotta protect myself.
Trouble at home, son?
Pardon, sir?
I thought maybe you had problems at home, sickness in the family.
The answer's not in that can, son.
Are you sure, sir?
I'm a chaplain. Try me. That's what I do.
You a chaplain, sir?
Are you religious, son? I'm a Methodist.
I'm a Lutheran.
We can still talk, can't we?
I went on a long-range patrol, sir.
And we kidnapped a girl...
...from a village.
And the other four men...
...raped her.
And they murdered her.
And I failed, sir...
...to stop them.
Couldn't let it rest, could you?
You had to push it.
Go to hell.
Sir!
So you don't feel responsible for the rape and murder?
No, sir. I don't.
Is it your feeling, Corporal Clark...
...that you are wrongly brought to trial by the U.S. Government?
I don't have anything against the government.
But I just think soldiers like Tony Meserve and me...
...belong out in combat...
...not here.
Throw us in the stockade and you're helping nobody but the Viet Cong.
When Sergeant Meserve called you, did you go willingly into the hootch...
...and rape the girl...
...Tran Thi Oahn?
Please answer the question.
Yes, sir. Yes, sir.
Have you any idea why Eriksson stayed out of the hootch?
Well, he was brand-new, sir.
I was there a lot longer than him. At least three weeks longer than him.
You're saying, then...
...you involved yourself in rape to avoid being ridiculed?
When you go out on a patrol, sir...
...you're not gonna be as good as you wanna be.
These guys aren't helping you do anything.
There's gonna be four people on that patrol, and an individual.
And so I did what I did, and I got remorse about it.
But I also got remorse about talking at this trial.
I have a loyalty to the men I was out there with.
Is it standard for U.S. personnel...
...to have sex with prisoners and kill them?
-Objection! -Overruled.
The prisoner tried to give away the squad's position.
She was ill and coughing from the abuse of you and your men.
She shouldn't have been there to jeopardize your position!
You dragged her out and raped her!
And then you blame her for coughing, so you kill her!
-Does that about sum it up? -Objection.
Well, sir...
...I've seen a lot of killing...
...which it's our duty to do, because it's kill or be killed.
Sometimes you hate the enemy so badly....
About two ops back...
...Operation Turner...
...we saw a hootch that had been burned down.
Some Vietnamese were carrying kids out of a bunker.
They suffered from smoke inhalation.
I gave one small child mouth-to-mouth resuscitation.
That just shows you we ain't all combat over here.
Of the charges of rape and unpremeditated murder...
...PFC Diaz is found guilty...
...sentenced to eight years' hard labour.
Of the charge of rape, PFC Hatcher is found guilty...
...and sentenced to 15 years' hard labour.
Of the charges of rape and premeditated murder...
...Corporal Clark is found guilty...
...sentenced to life imprisonment at hard labour.
Of the charge of unpremeditated murder...
...Sergeant E5 Meserve is found guilty...
...sentenced to 10 years' hard labour.
Sentences will begin immediately...
...at Disciplinary Barracks, Ft. Leavenworth, Kansas.
Prisoners dismissed.
If these guys get convicted, they won't do any real time.
They'll be out of the stockade before you know it.
And if I was them, I'd be pissed off.
I'd be looking for payback!
Excuse me. Excuse me, miss!
-You forgot this. -Oh! Thank you. Bye.
Do I remind you of someone?
Yeah.
You had a bad dream, didn't you?
Yes.
It's over now, I think.