Captain NadaL? We've got to break through to that cut-off pLatoon.
We got an American pLatoon out there.
We've got an Air Cav pLatoon cut off out there!
Air Cav! Air Cav! Going over!
I said, ''I know. Your mom asked me to give you $600!''
Good Luck to you.
- You got enough room for one more? - If you're crazy enough, get in.
Yes, sir.
Hey, what are those Lights down there?
Enemy soLdiers. They use candLes on the traiL.
They're moving into position to attack.
(BULLETS PING)
Here we go!
HeLp them unLoad that shit! OK, Let's go! Let's go!
Your boys have done a heLLuva job today, Snake.
That's the last flight for tonight, Colonel, but you need us, you call us.
- Who the heLL are you? - I'm a reporter, sir.
- HeLL. - Joe GaLLoway, UPI. How's it going, sir?
We've been fLat to the boards. We're greatly outnumbered.
We got more enemy coming, sir. Saw a chain of Lights coming in.
- Is that so? - Yes, sir.
- WeLL, I can't guarantee your safety. - Yes, sir. I know.
- Where are you from, son? - Rufugio, Texas, sir.
That's the first thing I heard aLL day that makes any sense.
- Captain DiLLon! - Sir!
- Did you see those Lights? - We're on it now, sir.
- You fry those sons-of-bitches. - This is Trojan Three.
Fire emissions. Tango Foxtrot 4-9-6-5-6-9.
Repeat, Tango Foxtrot...
(TANN0Y) All operations are suspended for the evening.
Morning operations are scheduled for 0530 hours.
- Where's CrandaLL? - He's right there, sir.
- CrandaLL! You Led my men into a hot LZ. - Somebody had to fly out the wounded.
Don't you pLay hotshot with me! You suckered us in there.
Do it again, I'LL have you busted!
You got the baLls to face me, but not the enemy!
Whoa! Hey! Whoa!
If I ever see you again, I'LL kiLL you.
That's right.
Hey.
What a day, huh?
Tomorrow wiLL be worse.
If they make it to tomorrow.
(SILENCE)
(WHISPERS) Ernie, I can smeLL them.
- Dead bodies stink. - It's not the dead ones.
I can smeLL them crawLing up on us. I'm teLLing you.
I need iLLumination. 6-5-0-1-5-0-1.
(ROCKET ROARS)
I need artiLLery on previously-estabLished targets! ALpha, Bravo and CharLie.
Fire for effect! Fire for effect!
Save your ammo! Cease fire!
Is anybody hit?
Captain, if you guys are coming, you better Let us know.
I don't want to shoot any of our guys. Copy?
Savage, we can't make it tonight.
Don't worry. You're gonna make it.
We'll come get you in the morning.
Yes, sir.
Out.
Hey, you're doing a fine job, son. Don't worry.
We gave them more than they gave us today. Keep it up.
How you boys doing? Keep on doing what you're doing and you'LL be fine.
Your men have done a heLL of a job today, Lieutenant Geoghegan.
They won't get through, sir. Count on it.
I know that, Jack. Keep it up, son.
It's Rear Headquarters.
- How is it, Colonel? - We're surrounded, but we're hoLding on.
Sir, I need a confirmed count of our dead and wounded.
- I've got to know where aLL my boys are. - You'll get it, Hal.
- Here they come. - Captain Edwards.
We need iLLumination on the perimeter.
Whisky-Five, this is Six-ALpha. I need iLLumination now.
(CAR DOOR SLAMS)
(SOBBING)
Cathy?
A teLegram! A cab deLivers a teLegram.
''The Secretary of the Army re...regrets...''
(DOORBELL RINGS)
Mrs Moore? CoLoneL Moore's wife?
Yes.
I need heLp finding an address.
- I'm Looking for... - You jackass!
Do you know what this is?! Do you know what you just did to me?!
I don' t Like this job, ma'am.
I'm just trying to do it.
Wait. Wait.
I'LL take it to her.
TeLL the cab company if there are any others, just bring them to me.
JuLie.
I just went by to see Catherine. Everybody knows.
No chapLains or counseLLors? Cab drivers?
The Army wasn't ready.
I'LL go with you.
- Thanks. - Who's it for?
Uh-uh.
No!
I thought she wouLd hate me.
Your husband didn't start the war. They aLL knew this couLd happen and so did we.
- I'LL take care of this. - I'LL go with you.
We'LL do one at a time, OK?
- We won't Look. OK? - OK.
JuLie. Do you think they'LL bring more teLegrams tomorrow?
If there are, come and get me.
In the name of the Father, the Son and the Holy Ghost. Amen.
Out of the depths I cry to thee, O Lord. Lord, hear my voice.
Let thy voice be attentive to the voice of my suppLications.
Thou, O Lord, shaLL mark our iniquities.
Lord, who can abide them?
With thee there is mercy.
Grant them eternaL rest, O Lord, and may perpetuaL Light shine among them.
Through the mercy of God, may they rest in peace. Amen.
In the name of the Father, the Son and the Holy Ghost.
- You got a death wish, GaLLoway? - No, sir.
WeLL, why are you here?
I knew these dead boys wouLd be here, sir.
Why aren't you a soLdier? You got the guts for it.
My daddy was a soLdier. My grand-daddy.
Two of my great grand-daddies were soLdiers. HeLL, that's how I came to be.
Each of them Lost a Leg in the CiviL War.
My great grand-daddy GaLLoway Lost his Left and my great grand-daddy Reid Lost his right.
They met in a shoe store in Galveston.
Every year after that, the same date, the same store,
they'd get together and pick out a new pair of shoes.
- You are shitting me? - No, sir. I swear to God.
Anyway, one had a daughter, one had a son - my grandparents.
What the heLL were the odds of them having the same shoe size?
I don't know, CoLoneL. It was meant to be, I guess.
Yeah. Meant to be.
GaLLoways have been in every war this country has ever fought.
But when it came to this one, I didn't think I couLd stop the war.
I just thought maybe I might try and understand one.
Maybe heLp the foLks back home understand.
I just figured I couLd do that better shooting a camera than shooting a rifLe.
WeLL...
I sure hope you make it through this one.
You too, CoLoneL.
(CLICK!)
Aagh!
Right 20!
Put it right on them! Right on them!
(SOUNDS FADE...)
CoLoneL, sir.
- Captain NadaL. - Sir.
- What is it, sir? - Nothing's wrong, except nothing's wrong.
- Go back to the termite mound. You'LL be fine. - Roger that, sir.
ALL right. Pass the word on.
Every man fires three rounds on anything that Looks suspicious to them. On my signaL.
They're gonna hit us Like this aLong the whoLe perimeter.
- We gotta get back to that mound. - Stay here a minute, sir.
Shit!
We need a medic!
Sir! Sir! Captain Edwards. CharLie Company on the ridge.
Bob?
They're inside the artiLLery. I need... Aagh!
Bob? Bob?
GodboLdt, I need a grenade!
Go, WiLLie! Come on, Let's go!
GodboLdt's down!
I'LL get him!
WiLLie!
Get those guys some heLp over there!
Captain DiLLon, get Bravo Company to send a pLatoon across the LZ.
Support CharLie Company.
Bravo Six, this is Trojan Three...
TeLL CharLie Company to get reaL smaLL in their hoLes. I'm gonna drop artiLLery on them.
CharLie Company, get smaLL. We got A.T. coming right on top of you.
- We're being overrun! - No, boys. We're gonna win this fight.
(MOORE) Sir, they've brought a main force V.C. battaLion against us.
Sir, I request that you dispatch another company of reinforcements
as soon as it can be accompLished.
How bad is it, Hal?
It's getting pretty sporty down here, sir.
Get out of the way!
Aim. Aim!
Medic! Get a medic over here!
- Hey, what's your name, soLdier? - Jimmy Nakayama.
- I got a baby being born today. - CongratuLations!
Thanks.
Medic!
Can't take no pictures down there.
Down. Right there.
- Sir, I'm a non-combatant, sir. - Ain't no such thing today, boy.
Why aren't those mortars firing? What's the probLem here?
These tubes are red hot, sir. I'm afraid we'LL cook a round and bLow us aLL up.
We can't cooL them off 'cause we're out of water.
Come on, what are you waiting for?
(WHISTLES BLOW)
GentLemen! Prepare to defend yourselves!
Grenade!
(BUGLE SOUNDS)
Negative! My piLots do not see the enemy. They cannot pick out our friendLies.
You gotta teLL your Company Commander to pop smoke now.
- They need to mark the Lines right now. - We have no Lines!
We have enemies and friendLies aLL over the pLace.
Sir, our perimeter's coLLapsing. ALpha and Bravo Companies cannot hoLd.
CharLie Company's being overrun.
Net caLL! Net caLL...
Hastings!
Broken Arrow!
Broken Arrow! I'LL say it again, Broken Arrow!
Broken Arrowl
- Confirm. Broken Arrow. - Broken Arrow. Confirm.
- Broken Arrow? - An American unit is being overrun.
It caLls in every combat aircraft for support.
My God, there's no hiding it now.
CharLie Company, report!
Bravo Company, report!
PLanes are on their way, CoLoneL!
Sir!
Roger that.
We have pLanes stacked up every thousand feet from seven to 35,000. We'LL get 'em, sir.
Advancing. Co-ords on our position at 1-5-0...
Lima 9-6-2-5-0-7.
We're getting cLoser in on 3-1-5 degrees.
That's 0-5-0-0 degrees! 0-5-0-0!
Goddamnit.
Company of enemy in the open advancing north on our position.
Approximately 0-1-5 degrees at 1-5-0.
We're getting cLoser in at 3-1-5 degrees at 0-5-0-0...
CharLie, caLL that son-of-a-bitch off!
Abort! PuLL up!
Get down!
CharLie! CharLie, Listen to me!
You're keeping us aLive. You forget about that one.
Keep them coming in. You're doing weLL, son.
702, attack against the tree Line.
(SOLDIERS SCREAM)
Medic!
Oh, God! Jimmy.
You know this guy? You know him, taLk to him. Just taLk to him.
Jimmy, do you hear me?
It's Joe GaLLoway.
We're gonna get you out of here.
We gotta get him to the Landing zone. Grab his Leg.
(SCREAMS OF AGONY)
You gotta get him out of here. I can't heLp you.
You gotta do it by yourself. Get him on that chopper. OK?
Yes, sir.
(SOFT MUSIC PLAYS)
TeLL my wife I Love her. And my baby.
You teLL them.
(BATTLE SOUNDS RESUME)
- Get NadaL. - Sirl
We put 'em back. We got us a LuLL. I want you to attack.
l want you to go in there and rescue that cut-off platoon.
Yes, sir! First squad, move out!
Add 50. Keep moving the artiLLery forward.
- Keep waLking the artiLLery forward. - Spread it out!
Move it! Keep moving forward!
Sergeant Savage! You guys stiLL here?
We have 40 KIA. We have two MIA. Those are the Latest numbers.
That's a nice day, Sergeant Savage.
40 dead and two unaccounted for, sir.
Right.
ALL right, boys. Let's get 'em up, get 'em out.
Let's get 'em outta here! Get 'em on the chopper!
Since most of the wounded men are from CharLie Company,
- I want you to take their pLace. FoLLow me. - Yes, sir. Let's go.
(HE SOBS)
Captain, dig in some firing steps. Then throw dirt on those bodies - keep the smeLL down.
Roger, Sergeant Major.
Makes you wish you signed up for submarines, don't it?
CoLoneL, Brigade Headquarters wants you Lifted out on the first chopper.
What idiot keeps ordering that in the middLe of a battLe?
- GeneraL WestmoreLand wants a briefing. - Give me that.
I am in a fight and I object to this order to return to Saigon.
Now, I wiLL not Leave my men. Is that cLear? Out.
There's two of my men unaccounted for and I figure they'LL be out there some pLace.
- Let's get 'em. What do you say? - I'm with you, sir.
ALL right. Let's go.
(KNOCKING)
JuLie.
They...
brought another.
- Oh, God, JuLie. It's yours. - No.
He died keeping my promise.
Sir, they're ordering us aLL out. ALL of us.
They're going to march reinforcements in.
They don't understand a damn thing, do they? We can't get out.
He's waiting in a cave and that's what he wants.
The moment he sees Live soLdiers on the heLicopter, he'LL be aLL over us.
Then he'LL get his massacre.
Requesting permission to rejoin the Lines, sir.
ALL right, son.
Carry on, sir.
I wonder what was in Custer's mind when he reaLised he'd Led his men into a sLaughter.
Sir, Custer was a pussy.
You ain't.
Goddamn.
HeLL...
Right now they're pLanning their finaL attack - the one that's going to finish us off.
They'LL nibbLe at us aLL night, then come dawn, they'LL hit us with everything they've got.
That's what I'd do if I was him.
Sergeant Major, hand out the Last of the ammunition.
Yes, sir.
Fix bayonets!
(MOURNFUL SCOTTISH SINGER) # Lay me doon
# In the cauL, cauL groon
# Whaur afore
# Monie mair huv gaun... #
# Lay me doon
# In the cauL, cauL groon
# Whaur afore
# Monie mair huv gaun
# Lay me doon
# In the cauL, cauL groon
# Whaur afore
# Monie mair huv gaun
# When they come
# A wuLL staun ma groon
# Staun ma groon
# AL nae be afraid
# Thoughts awe hame
# Tak awa ma fear
# Sweat an bLuid
# Hide ma veiL awe tears
# Ains a year
# Say a prayer faur me
# CLose yir een
# An remember me #
You were wondering how Custer felt, sir. You oughta ask him.
Sergeant Savage!
Checking for documents, I found this on the guy who tried to bayonet you.
TransLated some of it, mostly personaL. Thought you might want to see it.
- Joe! - Joe!
- What was that? - American artiLLery.
- Friendly fire. - How many casualties?
What the heLL happened here, Joe?
Hey, Joe...
CoLoneL Moore? CoLoneL Moore!
CoLoneL! CoLoneL Moore!
- CoLoneL. What was the key to your victory? - TeLL us how you feeL.
WiLL the United States take the North Vietnamese seriously now?
How do you feeL about the Loss of your men?
Have you notified the famiLies, sir?
(EXPLOSION)
I'm gLad you made it, son.
Thank you, sir. You too.
I'LL never forgive myself.
For what, sir?
That my men...
That my men died and I didn't.
Sir, I don't... I don't know how to teLL this story.
WeLL, you got to, Joe.
You teLL the American peopLe what these men did here.
You teLL them how my troopers died.
Yes, sir.
Thank you.
ALL of our men, Living and dead, are off the fieLd, sir.
WeLL done, Sergeant Major.
ln Saigon, Hal Moore's superiors congratulated him
for killing over 1,800 enemy soldiers.
Then ordered him to lead his men back into the Valley of Death.
He led them and fought beside them for 235 more days.
(DOORBELL RINGS)
- Kids, go to bed. - Someone's at the door.
Go to bed!
ChiLdren! Your daddy's home!
Daddy! Daddy!
Some had families waiting...
for others, their only family would be the men they had bled beside.
There were no bands, no flags, no armed guards to welcome them home.
They went to war because their country ordered them to,
but, in the end, they fought not for their country or their flag.
They fought for each other.
(M00RE) ''Dear Barbara,
''l have no words to express to you my sadness at the loss of Jack.
''The world is a lesser place without him. But l know he is with God and the angels,
''and even Heaven is improved by his presence there.
''l know you too are sure of this,
''and yet this knowledge can't diminish his loss and your grief.
''With abiding respect and affection, Hal Moore. ''
(GALL0WAY) We who have seen war never stop seeing it.
ln the silence of the night, we will always hear the screams.
So this is our story.
For we were soldiers once...and young.
(CHOIR) # To faLLen soLdiers Let us sing
# Where no rockets fly nor buLLets wing
# Our broken brothers Let us bring
# To the Mansions of the Lord
# No more bLeeding, no more fight
# No prayers pLeading through the night
# Just divine embrace, eternaL Light
# In the Mansions of the Lord
# Where no mothers cry and no chiLdren weep
# We shaLL stand and guard though the angels sLeep
# WhiLe through the ages safely keep
# The Mansions of the Lord #
(MOURNFUL SCOTTISH FOLK SONG) # Lay me doon
# In the cauL, cauL groon
# Whaur afore
# Monie mair huv gaun
# Ains a year
# Say a prayer faur me
# CLose yir een
# An remember me #
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