dry socks, clean water, salt fill, ammo, just in case.
Alright gather around. C'mon. Listen up.
8:00 hours we're go back in.
Red Six 1-6 Charlie. Over.
The 1-6 Charlie preparing to assault the 3-0 north of the faze line. Over.
All right, we're getting 2 T small arms.
May 11 From up there Black Jack wants up to mop up any stragglers.
First and second squad and move out from here. l want you to take your people and move them in a flanking position.
Make believers out of these sorry ass bastards.
O.K. Let's move it. Second squad. Move on.
First squad. Move out.
This isn't the plan we worked out man.
We're supposed to be going up that other hill.
lt's the same old shit man. Man and bird wants to play war.
Red six...out this is 1-6 out... Brad!! Move your people!
Red six...out this is 1-6 out mark four coordinates for cold steel. Over.
Tuffy!
Take your weapons forward until your covering far into the friendlies.
Move. Move. Move.
Put you around seventy five meters down.
That's what l wanted.
These proper radio procedure...
Hear from your old lady?
ever happened.
Languilli, remember the basic?
They told us the way to cover an eye in case the flareoes so that we lose our night vision?
They said that.
OK, so what they meant?
Does it matter if which eye we cover?
Good eye for the night vision or the one for the flare.
Beletsky do you stay awake at night thing of the things you should worry about?
What are you doing?
We were just having some hot chocolate.
You here anything. /Nothing.
Camp on the Delta Post. Same same. Negative sit rep.
Looks like we're gettin' out of here tomorrow.
l'm going straight to the PX and ordering that Firebird.
What happened to the Camaro?
My dad won't drive anything but a Buick.
Push in on the bullshit net.
What's the bullshit net?
Hanoi Hanna.
Best sounds in the valley. And boy does she have a rap.
We love you too much...
drop your weapons and Uncle Ho will give youa water buffalo...
your own rice paddy to shit in.
Sometimes they get American assholes... to tell us what assholes we are.
No lie, man. lt's a trip.
American soldiers...and marines
embrace the heroic people of Vietnam... like many of your heroic countrymen...
why fight the heroic people's army...while your own
Government betrays you...and the heroic American friends of Vietnam...
lf you have to smoke it at nigh put a poncho over your head.
and l would like to send this special dedication... to the Screaming Eagles in the Ashau Valley.
You may be killed any time day or night...
like your shadow, death is following you...
Everywhere.
Bad dream.
How much am l supposed to remember all this shit.
Panchos over your head, no half canteens.
Dog tags on your boots. Carry the claimor detonator while your setting them up.
Orange pills once a week, whites daily, daily.
Oh don't ever walk on trails. Boot in the sock. Harrows on the water.
Secure your frags. And now, now this bullshit.
And the whole time, l'm worried l might forget something.
All right, on your feet, wake up..
it's time to earn your combat pay.
Come on. /Come on. Let's go.
Hey Motown, fuck you!
l need some goddamn boots, Sarge.
My whole fucking body hurts.
My dick hurts!
Then drop ten and beat it.
l don't want to hear anymore of this shit.
Now you get your head out of your asses.
Black Jack wants us to take this hill.
What's he going to do with it?
Pave it and turn it into a goddamn parking lot.
Now move out.
Cold steel, cold steel this is 1-6 alpha, over.
Tell 6 that the little bastards have got some Claimors in the trees
And they're blowing the shit out of us.
So get us some goddamn fire support.
Cold steel, cold steel. This is 1-6 alpha, over.
Come in 2-0
There wounded out could be pressing fire from that bunk line.
No shit.
Worcester, pull these men out.
Move it out! Move it out!!
15 may
My leg! Fuck!
You're mine! Mother fucker!
You fuckin' stink!
Tuffy!
Watch out!
Clear this area Motown! Cover it point blank!
Set up that gun!
Where's Doc?
Get him and the horn and tell him we got his goddamn bunker!
Run the horn.
l can't hear you.
1-6 Johnny!
lt's 1-6 out there over!
C'mon, help me down there.
There's nothing wrong with you.
Get down there.
Talk to me! Talk to me!
Say Alphabet! Alphabet! Say it!
Cmon Tuffy! Tuffy! Say Alphabet!
Sarge,
l asked everybody who they think.
Nobody did it. Was it you?
Maybe he died of natural causes.
Half his head was blown away.
Sounds like a natural cause to me.
When can you get him out of here?
ln a boot coot fucked up dude from the second squad ahead of Tuffy.
Hey, it don't mean nothing.
Where's my weapon?
6 speed advisor. We have taken the bunker
And are preparing to move up the hill.
All right. Worcester.
Let's move people and take this fuckin' hill.
Let's go!
Get me some ammo!
Tuffy! l'm coming.
No. No cease fire.
Hold it up there firing at our people. Hold it up!
Stop it! Man! God dammit! Jesus Christ!
They said they are gonna send some resupply today.
Get back on your horn and tell them we, our people, need food and water now not later.
This is 16 alpha over.
Take a look at that map.
Sergent.
We are in Ashau valley.
and we ain't going no where except back up to that goddamn hill.
l'll get you a map.
You put the tape in there and you press that button.
lt's from my girl Claire.
Just don't use all my juice.
Now that's immoral, unjust and illegal.
Get this Beenie. /What?
Oh my God! They're huge.
She likes to lie naked on the beach. And have her boyfriend read the profit to her.
Oh yeah, he's probably a long haired, foureyed faggot.
l just don't know what to say. l-
l don't know what time it is where you are.
l'd like to wrap his long hair around my body...
while he makes love to me all night long.
l had dinner with your Mom and Dad.
We read all your letters and looked at the pictures you sent.
She became his love prisoner. She would do anything for him.
Jesus Christ, l'm never going to get another haircut as long as l fucking live.
lf you can...Joe.
Try to smile more in the pictures.
lt would help your Mother.
Your dad didn't say much.
We both know what he's like.
Katherine says...he gets up early every morning and...
watches the news. And he eats his dinner in front of the TV at night.
l think he's looking for you.
l'm glad you have such good friends like...like Bienstock and Langarelli.
Languilli.
Galvan and Frantz.
l, l want you to know one thing...
l'll always be true to you. l'll wait for you.
l know it must be very difficult for you over there and...
lf you can't be true...
if you can't wait...l'll understand.
l know you love me.
l love this woman, she's telling him to get laid.
l wish you weren't there. l wish none of you were there.
But l'm proud of you Joe. l, l, l just don't think it's fair...
that everybody is back here...acting... acting like nothing is going on.
Their lives are the same. lt's just not fair.
And l don't believe what they say about you.
Anyhow...
l don't care because l love all of you.
Especially you, my darling. Especially you my...
Take it easy with that.
l'll take it anyway l can.
l told you not to use all the batteries.
lt's the goddamn nigger music you listen to.
All right, come on. Break it up.
Alphabet, put shovel down.
Now what's happening here?
War's happening.
16 may
No! Fuck! Oh fuck! Doc!
On my way! On my way! /Oh, Oh fuck!
C'mon kid. Let's go. Up
Move! Move!
lt's definatly the vet.
You can't score on the vet.
Oh man, stop fingure fucking dream with your chichen shit details?
Let me tell you something, Linguilli.
l bombomed mama san and in the garbage dump under deuce and a half while a girlsan reading a magazine
and sucked on pepsi. You can score in the vet.
You owe it to yourself.
Hey sarge, do you think they gotta send us foot powder?
Stop worry about nothing for christ'sake.
Go back to world with bad feet. What can they do to you, send you to Vietnam?
l'm a salesman. This feet are my life.
My godamn skin's peeled off.
My socks tend to shrink.
lt's from my girlfriend.
She said she's not gonna write any more.
Friends at college told her it's immoral.
To write to me.
17 may
Medic Doc! Get your goddam medic up here.
Help! C'mon up! Fuckin' exhausted!
Get a medic up here!
C'mon Let's go!
C'mon guys let's go
and break this fucking hill!
Okay, let's get ready, let's take this squad.
Teddy Ford. May 17.
How long have you been on this hill, soldier?
What?
Hey brother, how many times have you been up and down this hill?
What are you doing here?
lt's my job.
Bullshit.
We've been up and down this hill...nine fucking times.
Hey, word down at Division is you guys can't take this hill.
What do you have to say about that? ln fact, Senator Kennedy says
you guys don't have a chance at all.
You really like this shit, don't you?
lt's your job. A story.
You're waiting here like a fucking vulture. Watching for somebody to die, so you can take a picture.
lt's my job.
l've got more respect for those little bastards up there. At least they take a side.
You just take pictures. You probably don't even do your own fucking.
No one ask my AO.
What?
You listen to me.
We're gonna take this fucking hill, Newsman.
l see you on the top taking pictures of any of my people
l will blow your fucking head off.
Now you haven't earned the right to be here.
Do you understand that?
Understand that.
l should have gone to Canada.
All they got is Eskimo's up there, Beenie.
The smart white people go to college.
Not me. l'm going my two years, getting married. And forgetting all about this shit.
Never happened.
You people must be aware...
that the brothers...are here. Because they cannot afford an education.
What am l doing?
Sitting in some...fucking country club sipping on seven and sevens... and eating a steak.
Take a look around l see all kinds of white faces here.
Okay.The war Started for you...
when you farted...
and said good morning Vietnam.
See now l was born into this shit.
And they pulled the gold fucking spoon.. out of mouth so l could come here.
And see how you low Class eleven boos live. ls that it?
Brother Blood.
Hey, how'd you get here, Sarge?
Oh, the Sarge...the Sarge volunteered for this shit.
No, man.
l was drafted, sworn in...and had my haircut before l was sober.
The only reason l went airborne is Collins.
Who the fuck is Collins?
We volunteered for the reality of it.
Don't you think l chased woman and good time...before l got into the green machine.
We got our orders from the big puddle. Collins says...he's not going.
And this one strac. /You got to respect that.
No way.
lf you don't want to pull on the little people. No sweat.
Don't use your weapon. All l want from anybody is...to get their ass in the grass with the rest of us.
You don't have to like it. But you have to show up.
No FNG's, no war.
There it is.
18 may
Medic!
Doc....no! Doc!
Hey you motherfuckers!
Baletsky! Doc's hit!
No!
Baletsky! Gettim he's hit!
Diggs! Diggs!
Doc, he's dead! he's dead!
o!
Stay with me! Stay with me! Stay with me!
Gaigin, stay with me, stay with me, stay...
C'mon on move!
Keep going!
Ain't get up!!!
All right, let's you straight.
You've got a good one man.
You're going home.
See...
See you at home.
He's all right blood. l don't feel a thing. l am boo koo doped up.
Now, come on now. You owe this to yourself, all right?
Black Jack...won't be happy...'til he gets all my people...killed.
Hey, how are you going to actman, how are you going to act? You're going back to the real world.
Going back, Doc.
l'm just what the world needs. Another nigger with a limp.
Now come on, you stop that shit.
l'm not omitting you, blood.
We're all no good... dumb niggers on this hill.
Blood. And soul. Types.
But we are going to fool them this time, aren't we?
Fucking A man. Fucking A.
We've been up that hill...ten times...
and they still don't think we're serious.
Who are we?
Hey Doc, come on.
Come on.
Who are we?
A hundred and first.
Screaming Eagles, man.
Fucking buzzards.
Take the hill.
And those bastards back in the world... can never take that from me.
Hold on man.
Hold on man. Now you hold on there, Doc. Hold on now.
Save some for the old man.
Sir, want a cup of coffee?
Black Jack wants us to manuever aggressively.
l told him most of first platoon was still on the hill.
We're not going anywhere, Sergeant.
Drink your coffee.
Why did you keep coming back?
Ask me that when we're back in the world
Drinking cold beer and chasing hot women.
l think, when l get back, l'm never leaving it again.
Flushing toilets, hot showers, pizza.
l want a corn dog with mustard.
l want some of that free love that l'm hearing about.
l'm always hearing about that.
lt's overrated.
But your right about them loving everybody back there, sir.
They uh, they tatoo it to their foreheads, and uh,
they wear love buttons, on their flowered shirts, you know.
Yeah, they love everybody back there.
Cats, dogs, niggers, spicks, kikes, waps, niks, greaseballs.
Yeah and they're real fond of loopdy doop back home ya all believe that.
They got buttons for them too.
They love everybody but you.
l was medevaced after Dak to.
That was a hill.
And we were met in Oakland, by, by pretty little things
You know what l mean. l mean they had
hair down below their asses you know.
And they had bags full of dump shits.
Well don't mean nothing,
l'm back Vietnam man.
l get home wife is sitting across the floor,
kid is running around bare foot.
There was hair head taking a lick.
Sorry about that l said.
That don't mean nothing either.
a go down to the polly's for beers, old man was drinking shooters.
Polly said his boy in l drain Vally
was sent home in a rubber bag..
That don't mean nothing
That don't mean nothing he said.
He keeps getting phone call from he kids,
the college kids.
Saying how glad they were
that the boy was killed by Vietnam republic of
by the heroic people's army
that's sitting on this fucking top of this hill.
That's why l'm back here.
Red 1-6. lt's Blackjack.
You're getting played to play the war not discuss it.
20 may
Follow me!
Keep LG covered!
Sarge! Soar, soar!
Will these sixties stop those little bastards.
Move the sixty!
That goddamn people out there, man!
l know that, now pull the fucking gun!
Keep moving! Goddam!
Give me your horn.
Cold steel this is 1-6. Fire mission over.
Fire mission. l say again, cold steel, fire mission.
l will correct, copy.
Sir, sir! Sir, sir!
What? /Your arm.
All right, watch, grab his arm.
Get him down
Hey Washburn stay with him.
Let's go! Come on.
lt'll be alright. l am gonna get you a medic.
Jesus!
You'll be all right. Don't worry.
Where's Worchester.
He's up there with Motown.
lt's alright.
Oh God no.
We gotta get out of here.
Sergeant.
Sergeant, we've got to get the fuck out of here.
Sergeant.
Ruck up, Sergeant.
lt don't mean nothing.
Keep up. Keep up, we're going to take these good fucks.
Beanie! Beanie! Get up! Get up!
Beanie! Get up!
Alphabet.
lt's Vincent. Vincent Linguilli.
Remember me. OK?
Move it people.
Let's go, people! Move it!
Red 1-6 this is red 6, over.
Red 1-6 alpha, this is red 6, over.
Red 1-6 Charlie, this is red 6, over.
Red 1-6 this is red 6, what's your Sitrep, over?