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Buddusky?
Either of you guys
seen Buddusky?

Buddusky?

Buddusky?

Buddusky?

What?

M.A.A. sent me.
He wants to see you
right away.

Tell M.A.A. to
go fuck himself.

He said right away.

Come on, Buddusky.

It's your ass if you don't.

Look, maybe your orders
came through.

Come on, Buddusky.

It's your ass.

Bullshit.

My ass.

Mulhall,

the Master at Arms
wants to see you
right away.

I ain't goin'
on no shit detail.
Come on, Mule.

It's my ass if you don't.
I ain't goin'
on no shit detail!

It's your ass too.
Come on, maybe your orders
came through.

Tell the M.A.A.
you couldn't find me.

He knows
where you are.
Oh, yeah?

When you're in the Navy,
you're in transit, nobody knows
where the fuck you are.

Go tell that M.A.A. to fuck
himself. I ain't goin'
on no shit detail.

Morning.

You are one lucky
son of a bitch, Badass.

You are one lucky son of a bitch.

Yeah. Where am I goin',
Chief?

How come you're
so lucky, Buddusky?

You're another lucky
son of a bitch, Mulhall.

- Yeah?
- You dudes pulled temporary
duty as chasers.

Where to?
Portsmouth Naval Prison.

Who we takin'?
Seaman.

He used to be.

Meadows, Lawrence M.
Drew eight years and a D.D.

Jesus Christ,
what the hell did he do,
kill the old man?

Come on inside.

Sweek, get these old boys
some coffee.

All right, sir.

Who'd he kill, Chief?

Didn't kill nobody.
Robbery.

How much did he lift?

Forty dollars.
Forty dollars?

Forty dollars.

Shit.
You're shittin' me.

I wouldn't shit you.

You're my favorite turd.

Ha, ha.

Jesus.
Eight years and a D.D.
for forty dollars.

I thought they only
pull that shit in the Army.

Well,

you see, he tried to lift
the polio contribution box.

Yeah?

Polio box is
the old man's old lady's...

favorite do-gooder
project.

She's responsible for all
the polio contributions
on the base, you know?

Every year they
give her a plaque.

Along comes Meadows
and fucks over charity.

She took it very seriously.

Jesus.
Eight years.

That's very seriously.

You know
what I mean?
Well.

Good duty for you guys.

You get to go
to Washington, New York,

to Boston.

I'd trade places with ya.

Listen, uh,

we can get this guy
to Portsmouth in two days.

Less.

They're gonna give us
a week to do it.

You know what I mean?
So what?

We get him there in two days,
they ain't gonna give us
no week to get back.

Bullshit. Besides,
they got to give us all
that per diem regardless.

That's money-- for you,
for me and for him.

Now, we run
this little shitbird's ass
all the way to the brig,

save his per diem and ours,
split it and spend it
on the way back home.

You know what I mean?

Well, let's shag ass.
You're goddamn right.

Ho-ho!

Okay, Buddusky,
you're the honcho.

Carryall and driver
are outside
to take you to the bus.

Here's the keys
to the cuffs.

Each of you gets one key.

I want you both to sign
these chits for the pieces.

Here's one clip each.

I want to tell you somethin'
off the record.

The old man and his lady have a
personal interest in this case,
so you fuck up, you know what.

Are you all set,
Cochise?

All right, shitbird,
on your feet.

These guys are taking you
to Portsmouth.

This is Petty Officer Buddusky.
This is Petty Officer Mulhall.

Yes, sir.

You know why
they're chasers?
Chasers, sir?

Do you know why
they are taking you
to the brig?

No, sir.

'Cause they're mean bastards
when they wanna be,
and they always wanna be,

and you can take
my word for it.

They aren't about
to take any shit
from a pussy like you.

If they do,
they'll get reamed out,
and they know it.

Yes, sir.
What?

Yes, sir!

All right,
he's all yours.

Come on.

It's colder than
a witch boob,
ain't it?

Coffee?
Yeah.

Let's make it.

You have to go
to the head?
No, sir.

Be sure now, Meadows,
because from now on whenever
you do go to the head,

one of us is gonna
have to go with ya.

I'm not gonna kill myself.

I don't think so,
but, uh, you know
how it is, Meadows.

Yes, sir, but I don't need
to use the head anyway.

Well, let's go.

Kill yourself, huh? Huh?

Back of the bus.

Meadows?
Yes, sir?

I'm removing
your handcuffs, Meadows.

Navy feels that
on certain kinds of
vehicular transport,

the prisoner
shall have the use
of both his hands...

to protect himself
in case of an accident.

Ain't that right,
Mulhall?
That's right.

Where'd you get
that candy bar?

I had it with me.

Okay, sailor.
I wasn't accusing you
of nothin'.

I had 'em with me.

Hey, man, I ain't
said a word.

Take it easy, Meadows.
You're making "Mulhouse" hungry.

Meadows?
Yes, sir?

You want anything?
No, sir.

Let me have that.
No, wait.

Give me this one.

- Thank you.
- Ten cents.

You need a little help
with that?

Thank you, young man.

Well, headin' north,
eh, "Mulehall"?

Yeah, man.
Headin' north.

My old stompin' grounds.

Where you from,
"Mulehouse"?

Hey, man. Mulhall.

Mulhall.
Understand?

Yeah.

Where ya from,
Mulhall?

Bogalusa.

Where's that?
It's above
New Orleans.

Hot down there,
ain't it?

Yeah.

Listen, man,
call me Mule.

Everybody else does.
Mule. Okay?

Sure. Sure.

Mule?

Yes, sir.
They always used to have
trouble with my name too.

Buddusky.

Always wanting
to call me Badass.

Badass.

I am the badass.

Bad ass.

Is that true
what the chief said,
Meadows,

about your getting,
uh, eight years and a
dishonorable discharge...

for stealin' $40?

I didn't get no $40.

- You didn't get it?
- No.

They caught me right
while I was trying to
lift it from the box.

I didn't
get it.

Jesus Christ.

You gonna tell me they gave you
eight years and a D.D. for $40,
and you didn't even get it?

Oh, boy, they really
stuck it to him,
didn't they, Mule?

They sure hell did.

Boy, they really
stuck it to you, kid.

Yeah. Yes, sir.

Stick it in and break it off.

Up your gigi
with a wawa brush,

stick it in
and break it off.

Leave the kid alone.

I ain't bothering him.

Am I bothering you,
Meadows?

No, sir.
I ain't botherin' him, man.

Just trying
to be helpful.

Okay.

So tell me,
how you gonna help him?

Meadows?

I want to ask you a few
questions. You don't have to
answer if you don't want to.

But maybe I can help ya.

Shee!
Come on!

Now, before
this polio thing,

did you have a record?

No. Well, not with the Navy.

I got into trouble
a couple of time with the cops
before I enlisted.

I see.

Well, uh,

was it, uh, in the nature
of a serious offense?

For example, was it
in the nature of a felony
or a misdemeanor?

Well, it was in the nature
of shoplifting.

But I never was in jail,
if that's what you mean.

Yeah.

Well, uh‒

You know, well‒

Now‒

You know, Meadows,

this eight years,
it ain't necessarily
eight years.

It isn't?
No, it isn't.

They're gonna knock two years
off right at the beginning
for good behavior.

So that's six years
right there.

Really?

Well, that's somethin'.

Ain't it?

At least we got
a long train ride.

Man, I sure love trains.

Yeah, beats the shit
out of sitting up
in shit city, don't it?

Yeah.

Man, he didn't have those
with him.

No. No, he didn't.

Meadows?

Meadows?

- Meadows, why don't you
take your coat off?

Meadows!
Goddamn it, halt!

Meadows!

- Get out of here!
- Goddamn it!

Meadows!

I got him.
I've got him.
Fuckin' asshole!

I got him.
I've got him.

I got him.

All right.
Don't you fuckin' move.

Sit down.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry
for stealin' the money.

I swear I didn't
want it.

I'm always stealing junk
I don't need.

All right. Come on,
it's all right, Meadows.
Come on, be a man.

Quart bottles of hair tonic,
model cars.

I can't even build
a model car.

Just crap.

You know?

I had money on the books.
You can ask anybody.

But it's gone now
'cause...

I got forfeiture in pay
and everything.

But I had money.

It's okay, man.

It's okay.
It's not okay.

Jesus.

The kid's crazy.

Yeah, he oughta see
a fuckin' psychiatrist.

What about now, man?
We got a nut on our hands
right now.

You know what I mean?

Well, maybe we oughta
take him off the train
in Washington,

walk him around a little bit
till he gets cooled off.

He's a fuckin' mess.

Well, the last train
don't take off till 10:30.

Plenty of time
for some good chow.

Right?

Where do you
wanna eat, Meadows?

I don't know.

What do you think?

Looks good.

A little crowded.

What do you think, Meadows?

It's fine.

Think they'll melt
the cheese on the burgers?

I like the cheese
melted.

Yeah.

Well, nice if they
had a booth. You see
a booth in there, Mule?

Mm-mmm.

It's a little crowded.

Fuck the crowd.
I'm hungry.
Yeah, me too.

Yeah. Maybe
the next place, huh?

We're gonna miss
our train.

We're gonna miss
our train!
Who gives a shit?

So we miss
the fucking train.
We got five days.

Come on!

Meadows,

is your word
worth anything?

Sure it is, as good
as the next guy's.

Next guy's a prick.

What I mean is,
Meadows,

you aren't gonna try and
run away while we're here
in Washington, are ya?

Forget about
that escape shit.

Will you not jump up
and run and bang into people
and embarrass us like that?

No, sir.

Not steal anything?
No, sir.

Shit.

Goddamn it.

Hold still, Meadows,
you son of a bitch.

Almost gets you high.

Cheese melted enough
for you?
Sure.

It ain't melted at all.
Send it back.

It's all right.
Send the goddamn
thing back.

You're paying for it.
It's all right.

Meadows, have it
the way you want it.
Waiter!

Melt the cheese on this
for the chief, would ya?
Thank you.

See, Meadows,

it's just as easy
to have it the way
that you want it.

Mmm. Goddamn.

Hey, where's
these malts at?

Ahh. See what
I mean, Meadows?

It's good.

Better catch
that train.

We still got time
for a beer.

Wait a minute, man.
I ain't old enough.

You ain't old enough
for what?
For a beer.

Everybody's
old enough for a beer.
Ain't that right, Mule?

Yeah.
Well, I'm not.

I know one place right here,
nice and quiet.

Eight years and a D.D.
At least we can buy
the kid a beer.

Hi, Ed.

Thirty cents worth of beer
in a glass, and the same
for my shipmates here.

Ed don't work here no more.
Let me see your I.D.s.

How come?
'Cause this kid
ain't old enough.

- Listen, pal‒
- Listen yourself, pal.

The law says I have to
serve him, and since I‒

I tell you
what you better do,
Mr. Citizen Bartender.

You take your beers
and ram 'em up your ass
sideways.

Can you dig it?
Whoa there, sunshine.

We're going,
so you can take your hand
off that horsecock...

you've got stashed
under the bar.

How do you know I
don't have somethin' with
a little more bark to it?

Ho, ho, ho.
This redneck is talkin'
about firearms.

I know you ain't got nothin'
but wood under there,
my man,

because I happened to be here
one night when a sailor got it
laid up the side of his head.

What do you think
about that, redneck?

The boss would lose
his license for sure
if I served that kid.

I'm gonna kick your ass
around the block for drill.

You try it, and I'll
call the Shore Patrol.

I am the motherfucking
Shore Patrol, motherfucker!

I am the motherfucking
Shore Patrol!

- Now give this man a beer.
- I don't want a beer.

You're gonna have
a fuckin' beer!
Come on, man.

- I don't feel like one
right now.
- Badass, come on.

Come on!
Come on, let's go.
Come on, man.

Motherfucker.

Huh? Huh?

Man, you are a badass.
I am a badass, ain't I?

Yeah.
"Yeah" what?

You're a badass.
A what?

A badass.
A what?

A badass!
You ain't leavin' D.C. till you
got a belly full of beer.

Come on, kid.
Jesus Christ!

Did you see
that cracker asshole?

"The law says that I
gotta serve him--"

I thought he was gonna have
a fuckin' heart attack, man.

Scared the shit
out of him!
He was scared.

He was ready to go.
He was gone.

I would like to drink
a toast to Batman,

Superman
and the Human Torch.

What's a Human Torch?
He's a pure, white,
Southern American boy.

The Human Torch,

when he goes
like this,

he throws a ball of flames
off on ya, and the fuckin'
building goes up.

He had a littler guy
that flies around
with him.

This is the best goddamn
drink in the world,
isn't it?

Yeah.

Maybe we can
sneak it on the train
and finish it off there.

Yeah.
Know what I mean?

The train left
15 minutes ago.

What?

The train left
15 minutes ago.

Well, that's nice.
That's fuckin' nice.

Oh, for Christ's sake.
Give me a break.

We've got five days.
We're on per diem.

I say what we do...

is check into a hotel,

pour ourselves a few more,
have a good night's sleep.

Tomorrow we get
on the train.

Sunday.

Okay.

What the fuck
are you laughing at?

I'm laughin' at
that silly son of a bitch
over there.

That's what
I'm laughin' at.

Aye, aye.

Let's get ourselves
into...

I gotta go
to the bathroom.
a hotel room.

Wonderful idea.

Prisoner?

On your feet.

Come on.

Cheer up.

Ain't this the life,
Mule?

Sure in the hell beats
freezin' your ass off
in that alley, don't it?

Beats the hell out of bein'
back in shit city too.
Yeah.

I bet it even beats being
at Portsmouth too.

You know, kid,

you got a hell of a knack
for killin' a conversation.

Let's just imagine
that your hands...

are the hands
of a clock.

"A" is 20 to 6:00.

"B," quarter to 6:00.

"C," 10 to 6:00.

"D," straight up
6:00.
Come on, man.

We're watchin' the movie.

Meadows?

You wanna learn how
to be a signalman?
After the movie, man.

I always tell a new
semaphore personality this,

to ensure that you send
a more perfect semaphore.

Ready?
I don't expect you
to get it perfect.

This one happens
to require a great deal
of manual dexterity.

All right.

Yeah.

Mm-hmm.

Yes.

Well,

that's really good,
Meadows.

Good, indeed.

You must have a flair
for this sort of thing.

Some people do.

I do, for instance.
I have a flair for
this sort of thing.

Meadows.

We got it.
We fucking got it.

Here it is.

The truck‒ Very nice catch.
The truck that made
your mama suck.

Whoo.

Oh, motherfuckin'
Jesus H. Christ!

Hey.

You guys mind
if I say somethin'?

That guy at the bar‒
Why did you get
so mad at him?

I don't blame him
not givin' me a beer.

Hey, don't you never
get mad at nobody?

Oh, sure, I do.
Yeah.

Who do you
get mad at?

Not at somebody
who's doing their job.

Who, then?

Injustice.

Bullshit.

Hey, you don't never
get mad at nobody.
You're just a pussy.

I do too get mad.

Did you ever
get mad at the old man
for what he done to you?

Well, he‒ he was just--

Doin' his job.

Hey.

They're gonna take eight years
out of your life, man.

Six years.
You said six.

Hey, what the fuck difference
does it make?

You don't even care
about it.

Hey, come on, Badass.
That don't help him.
Fuck "help."

I mean, fuck "fair."
Fuck "injustice."

Don't you ever want to fuckin'
whomp and stomp on someone,
bite off their ear,

just to do it,
I mean, just to do it,
to get it out of your system?

Well, I do‒ I do re‒
remember something
I got mad at.

Something when
I was in the brig
a Marine did.

What happened?
Grunts beat you up?

Yeah. But that
didn't get me mad.

Well, goddamn it,
what did get you mad?

This Marine guard,

he asked me if I believed
in Jesus Christ.

I said, "Yeah."

And he said
that from now on,

he was Jesus Christ,
and I shouldn't ever
forget it.

What'd you do?

Did you hit him?

Can you imagine that?
That's awful.

Did you coldcock him?

He better hope the chaplain
don't catch him at that.

Shit. Most of the Navy
chaplains I know,

they want to stand up on
the bridge with the old man
and look through...

the aviator sunglasses.

Oh.

I don't-- Mule!

- It takes a lot of dedication
to be a chaplain in the Navy.
- Shit.

Don't take diddly-shit,
man.

Come on. Come on.

Come on!
Take a fuckin' poke
at me!

Take a poke at me.
Come on. Come on.
What for?

Hey, I'm gonna punch you out.
Punch me out, you little prick!

Why?
Go ahead.
Punch me out.

Hey, man, he ain't
gonna punch you.
I'm gonna make him.

Badass, I like you.
I like you.

Hey,

I'm taking you to jail,
motherfucker.

That ain't your fault.

Come on, Mule!
Come on, goddamn it!

You want to get the grunts,
don't ya?

Get at some fuckin' grunts!
Gotta find the grunts!

Hey.

Badass.

Would you teach me
hand signals?

I don't give a shit.

One time...

when I was in Long Beach,

this friend of mine
was looking for me,

and I was on top of the car,
and I pissed on his head.

Just being crazy,
you know what I mean?

Don't you get crazy
with me.

I think
I'm gonna be sick again.

How are we gonna
work this out?

Work what out?

Who gets what bed?

What the fuck difference
does it make?

Well, I can't take this shit
indefinitely, man.

What shit?

Somebody's gotta make
a decision.

Yeah?

There you go.

Just remember,

rank has
its privileges.

Wait a minute.

This fucking thing's
made from shit here.

What?

Fuckin' thing.
Fuckin' thing.

Hey, this fuckin'‒
Oh.

All we gotta do
is get off the train
at Philly,

and take a bus
to Camden.

What's the matter
with that?

It's a couple
of hours.

He didn't ask
to see his mother.

He wouldn't even ask
to go to the head
if he had the runs.

I'm telling you,
he wants to see
his mother.

How do we know
she's home?

It's Sunday!
Sunday.

What's that
supposed to mean?

Come on.

Do you wanna go
and see your mother?

I don't wanna get
you guys in trouble or nothin'.

I mean, you've been
so good to me already.

Shit. Let's go
and see your mother.

Don't worry
about it, Mule.

That's Calvin Coolidge
Junior High.

I went there.

Yeah?
Yeah.

Where's your old man,
Meadows?
Seattle.

Seattle,
Washington.

I know where it is.
What's he doing?

Oh, I think he works
at a hardware store.

He's married.

I mean, not to my mother,
but to somebody else.

Maybe I even have
a half-sister.
I think I do.

Camden High.

I graduated from there.

Miss Marabito.

I wonder if she still
teaches there.

She made me want to
be a veterinarian.

You wanna check next door
or anything?

Does your mom
have any friends
in the neighborhood?

Yeah, Mrs. Esposito.
Maybe she's over there.

No, her car's gone.

Well, what do you
wanna do?

You wanna wait around
a little?
No.

We'll wait around
a little, huh? Huh?

I'll go check
with Mrs. Esposito.

Okay.

Legs really bother you,
don't they?
Sometimes.

You oughta
take vitamins.

No, take vitamins.
Seriously, man.

Go to the dispensary.
What's wrong?

We let that kid
go off by himself!
He could get away.

Don't get excited, Mule.
That kid ain't going nowhere.

What makes you so sure?
Well, you know him.

Jesus Christ.

Then where is he, huh?
Where is he?

Where is he?

There.
Don't get your balls
in an uproar, Mule.

Meadows ain't goin'
nowhere without us.

Let me tell you something
about a kid like Meadows.

He's the kind of guy,
he's goin' to the brig,

secretly,
he's probably glad.

On the outside,
too many things
can happen to him.

All of it bad.
This way the worst part's
already happened.

He's probably glad.

Glad.

If you ain't right,
you'd better be quick,
'cause I ain't.

She went for the day.

Sunday!

Do you wanna go in
and wait for a while?
What for?

Well, she might
come home early.

No. No, thanks.

Well, at least you could
sit in your own house.

Maybe we can get in.

I don't know
what I would have said
to her anyway.

You know what Meadows
oughta do?

He oughta get
his old lady to write
to her congressman.

Shit.

His mother can write letters
to her congressman till
she owns the post office.

It don't mean
diddly-shit.

Look,
either we let him go,
or he lives with it.

And we ain't about
to let him go,
understand?

Now look what you
made him do.
What I made him do?

Yeah.
Where
are you going?

To the head, okay?

Yeah, now if that don't
make you just wanna shit
in your flat hat, man.

Look what you went--
Look what you‒ L-Lo‒
I hope you're satisfied.

You're the one
who insisted we take him
to see his mother!

I hate this detail.

I hate this fuckin'
chickenshit detail!

I love the fuckin' detail,
I suppose. What the fuck
am I supposed to do?

I'm just trying to‒

Meadows!

Meadows!

Meadows, open up.

Meadows,
are you all right?

Are you all right?

I consider myself
in jeopardy with you, man.

Understand?
In jeopardy.

This ain't no farewell party,
and he ain't retiring.

Understand?
He's a prisoner, and we're
taking him to the jailhouse.

You have a tendency
to forget that.

You're a menace, man.
You ain't no simple shit,
Badass.

You're
a motherfuckin' menace.

From now on, M.A.A.
can go piss up a rope.
You ain't no honcho.

I wanna hear no more
of this horseshit
psychology jive.

No more turning that boy's
head around to prove what
a fuckin' big man you are.

You're a lifer, like me.
The Navy's the best thing
that ever happened to me.

I don't want you
to fuck me up.
You understand?

Buddusky.
I hear you.

Do you agree?

I was just trying to
show the kid a good time.
You know what I mean?

He can't have a good time.
It ain't in him.

He had a good time
in Washington. Meadows?
All right.

He had a good time
in Washington.

Do you think that's gonna
make it any easier for him
to pull his eight years?

It won't.
It'll make it harder.

So what?

I mean‒

Your attention, please.

Amtrak leaving for Chicago
boarding at gate 23.

We go this way.

The train for Boston
leaves in two hours.

We don't leave
the building until then.
You understand?

You got
a quarter?

Where you goin'?

The head.

All right?

The sailor looks like
he's lost something.

Probably have trouble
finding it
with those 13 buttons.

Yeah, if I was a Marine,
I wouldn't have to fuck
with no 13 buttons.

I'd just take
my hat off.

Hi, boys.

That's cause for‒

What's going on?

Let's get out!

Whoo! Whoo!

Whoo! Whoo!

Wipe your nose,
will you, kid?

He fought like a champ,
though, didn't he, Mule?
Jesus!

Goddamn, that was great.
It was great, wasn't it?

It was great.
Admit it. Give me
a little of this!

Give me "just because
they call me Shine"
in here, huh?

I gotcha.

Now, Meadows,

right over here they've got
the finest Italian sausage
sandwiches in the world,

and I'm buyin', huh?

Goddamn.

I ask you, man.

Where else in the world
can you get a sandwich
like this?

Huh?
And for 50 cents.
Whoo.

I never ate
anything so good.

I ain't shittin' ya.

I'm gonna have to have
another one of these.

I'd like a little
more onions.

A little more onions?
Here.
How 'bout some of these?

You got it.

We gotta figure out
what we're gonna do.

And we will. We will.

Only we're gonna do it
over a bottle of Heinekens.

Huh?
What's "Heinekens"?

It's the finest beer
in the world, kid.

President Kennedy
used to drink it.
Huh?

Ooh!

You wanna get in this,
or do you wanna
keep it quiet?

You know what I mean?
All right,
that should do, gents.

You gotta help me
get Buddusky out of here.

He's betting
with our travel money.

He's losing too.

- Yeah.
- All right, gentlemen.

All right.
You and me, one on one.
I got--

You're on.
Here's to you.

Cheers.
You want the honors?
You go.

Now, don't worry
about a thing.

I'm hustling this guy.
I got him right
where I want him.

Maybe he's hustling you.

Yeah.
Maybe he is, but, uh,

this is not the time
to argue about it,
because if I don't win,

we don't leave New York.

Fourteen years.

Fourteen motherfuckin' years.

The man's gonna
hustle me, with glasses.

Huh?

54, 61, 63 dollars.

That's $21 apiece.
Apiece?

Sure.
We're partners, ain't we?

Huh?
Yeah, Badass.

Then take your fuckin'
21 bucks and don't give me
such a hard time tonight.

Hey, you back here.

Bravo, Yankee,
Bravo, Yankee.

Well, that was
damn good, kid.

You oughta put in
for signalman.

What's that?

I don't know.
I hear it too.

What the hell is
an "Indiana dog"?

Goddamn, that's
the goddamndest thing
I ever heard.

Hey, let's go
take a look.
Huh?

Let's go take a look.

I mean, what the hell?
Eight years and a D.D.

Ooh.

Well, what do you
want to do?

Take off your shoes.

Must be one of them Jap joints
where we gotta take off all our
shoes, you know what I mean?

What are they sayin'?

Hold it down.

I think we're in church.

- Good evening.
- Good evening.

Welcome to a Nichiren Shoshu
discussion meeting.

Tonight, throughout the city,
there are hundreds of meetings
like this going on,

where people are learning
about Nam Myoho Renge Kyo
and the Gohonzon.

What's a Gohonzon?

Shh.
I'll tell you
about it later.

And now we're going to
try to do that through
the experiences that we've had.

Who's had an experience?

John!

- Good evening!
- Good evening!

To give you my own experience,
when I first started chanting,

I wanted to really
find a girl—

And she took me
to a meeting like this,

and I remember thinking,
"These people are
out of their minds."

But-- But afterwards,
we went to her apartment,
and I tried her Gohonzon.

Come on, what's a Gohonzon?
Shh!

I'll tell you later.

And now, I‒
Well, I really
love the clarinet,

and I‒ I can't even remember
why I wanted the flute
in the first place.

A.A.O.! A.A.O.! A.A.O.!

♪ There's a sun
shining in your heart ♪

♪ There's a song
waiting to be sung ♪

♪ There's a dream
longing to be free ♪

♪ In your life
happiness you see ♪

♪ Bring it out
Your shining light ♪

♪ You can change this world
of trouble and strife ♪

♪ You can give this world ♪

♪ A fantastic new life ♪
Why does all of this
make me feel so fucking bad?

♪ Bring it out now
Bring it out now ♪

♪ Bring it out now
Hey ♪♪

Jesus.
A bunch of candy asses.

Ohh, did you ever hear
such happy horseshit?

That one guy was a big homo.
Huh?

Yeah, but you guys,
he sure was a happy homo.

Nam Myoho Renge Kyo.
Nam Myoho Renge Kyo.
Nam Myoho Renge Kyo.

Nam Myoho Renge Kyo.
Nam Myoho Renge Kyo.

If you're gonna chant,
let us figure out
what you're gonna chant for.

How about I get sprung
from Portsmouth?

Let's see if it works,

then you can chant
for something really big.

Well, okay.
Yeah.

Yeah, like how's about
the three of us get laid, huh?

Well, should you chant
for something like that?

Why the fuck not?
Well, it's a religion.

You're too good
to believe.

Yodeling in the canyon.

You ever
heard of it?

Ever done that before?

Not exactly, no.

Are they really doing that
when they take that picture?

Well, kid, there's
more things in this life
than you can possibly imagine.

I knew a whore once
in Wilmington.

She had a glass eye.

Used to take it out
and wink people off
for a dollar.

Really?

♪♪
Huh?

There's still some room
for your rank.
You want it?

No, I don't think so.

Yeah, come on, kid.
It's time you made your rate.

They busted me to E-1.
You know that.

Listen, right now
we're a Navy of three.

Pick a rate, any rate.
I can make you...

anything I want to,
'cause I'm the honcho.

What'll it be?
Huh?

Chief Signalman?

Okay, partner.

L. Meadows, S.M.C.

Show me some moves, kid!

He don't know what to do.
He don't know!

He looks like a goddamn
big penguin, don't he?

Watch out for children!

Hey, look‒
Goes right through 'em.

Give 'em
the spinner, kid!

He sure is
havin' a good time.

Sure is.
And you said
it wasn't in him.

Huh? All right.

Watch out
for the Indian, kid.

Oh! Oh!

He'll crush somebody.

Look at the size of this guy
on roller skates.

Huh?

Huh?

That was
wonderfully done.

It worked.

I chanted to stay
on my feet and I did.
It worked.

Nam Myoho
Renge Kyo, Nam Myoho Renge Kyo,
Nam Myoho Renge Kyo‒

Nam Myoho Renge Kyo,
Nam Myoho Renge Kyo,
Nam Myoho Renge Kyo,

Nam Myoho Renge Kyo.

Nam Myoho Renge Kyo,
Nam Myoho Renge Kyo,
Nam Myoho Renge Kyo‒

Lighten up,
will you, Meadows?

Jesus.

Nam Myoho Renge Kyo,
Nam Myoho Renge Kyo.

Nam Myoho Renge Kyo,
Nam Myoho Renge Kyo,
Nam Myoho Renge Kyo,

Nam Myoho Renge Kyo,
Nam Myoho Renge Kyo,
Nam Myoho Renge Kyo,

Nam Myoho Renge Kyo,
Nam Myoho Renge Kyo,
Nam Myoho Renge Kyo‒

You're chanting.

Wow.

I'm a member
of Nichiren Shoshu.
My name is Donna.

How do you do?
Hello.

What are you
chanting for?

Go ahead, Meadows.
Tell her what you're
chanting for.

- A girl?
- Well‒

That's okay.
You can chant
for anything.

What's your name?
Meadows.

Your first name.
Larry.

Larry.
Larry,

um, why don't you come over
and meet some people?

I'll introduce you.
Just for a minute.

Come on.
We'll be right back.

If this guy gets pussy
out of this, I'm gonna eat
my fuckin' flat hat, man.

Yeah, and I'm gonna
start chanting too.

Hey, you guys,
drop your socks
and grab your cocks.

- We're going to a party.
- Yeah?

This could be the big one,
huh, Meadows?

You just moved in?
Well, not too long ago.

But I think I might
move out again too.

Yeah.

It's a problem
finding a place.
This is a nice party.

Might as well be at
a fuckin' bus stop.

Relax.
I am relaxed.

Hey, I'm tellin' ya, Mule,
we got it made.

All we gotta do
is get rid of that
silly-looking creep there...

and we got
these three chicks
all to ourselves.

We have, huh?
Yeah.
Why not?

Because those three
chicks would rather
fuck each other...

than come near us,
that's why not.

There's nothing like
being on the sea.

Even in the Navy.

Being on the bridge.

Doing a man's job.
Sounds great.

Where you going?
Huh?

I'm not putting down the whole
fuckin' government, Annette.

I just want him
to tell me one thing.

There's gotta be one thing
you don't like about Nixon.

You sure have
a lot of records.

Yeah.
I get most of 'em free.

I work
in the business.

What business?

Hey, I smell grass.
I smell grass, Badass.

Kid, I am giving this girl
such a line of horseshit.

It is unbelievable.

Yeah.
She loves it.
She loves it.

Doing a man's job.

Talking... to ships.

Across miles and miles,

liquid real estate.

Ooh, big time.

How come you don't see
more black officers?

'Cause you got to
have a recommendation
from a white man usually.

Then how can you stay--
Nothing that Nixon says
disturbs you?

Is that right?
Just tell me, is that right?

Henry, you're
driving me crazy.
Oh, shit.

You guys on leave,
or what?

Liberty, you mean.
Liberty.

No.

Well, uh, what are
you guys doing, anyway?

They're taking me
to jail.

I've seen things.
I've seen men
do things that--

I wouldn't even begin to
tell you at a time like
this, my fair darlin'.

I can see
what it's done for you.
Can you?

That's wonderful.
Must be the uniform.

They are...
cute, aren't they?
Oh, yeah.

I like the‒
You know what I like
about it?

One of my favorite things
about this uniform...

is the way that it makes
your dick look. Huh?

How did you feel
about going to Vietnam?

The man says go, you gotta
do what the man says.

We're living
in this man's world,
ain't we?

Oh, wow.

Eight years.

I get two off,

so it's only six.

Why don't you get away?

Get away?

To Canada.

I've got this friend,
George Lucido.

He Shakubukued me.
He's a group chief
in Toronto.

I'll give you
his number.

I couldn't.
Why not?

It would be their ass.

What do you owe them?

They're my best friends,
Donna.

Come on.

Where are we going?
Come on.

What?

It's up to you.

But I'm gonna
chant for you.

I'm gonna chant for you
with my whole heart.

Chant?

Yes.

That you get away.

Nam Myoho Renge Kyo,
Nam Myoho Renge Kyo,

Nam Myoho Renge Kyo,
Nam Myoho Renge Kyo,
Nam Myoho Renge Kyo,

Nam Myoho Renge Kyo,
Nam Myoho Renge Kyo,
Nam Myoho Renge Kyo.

Badass?

What the fuck
is it now, Meadows?

If you're Catholic,
do you think it's, uh,
sacrilegious to chant?

Did it get you laid?
No.

Then Meadows, what the fuck
do you want to go on
chanting for?

Chant your ass off, kid,

but any pussy you get in this
world you're gonna have to
pay for one way or another.

Hallelujah.

When do we get to Boston?

Two hours.

What time we got to
be in Portsmouth?

Not after 1800 tomorrow.

Well, what do you think?

I think we oughta
get the kid laid.

Laid?
Excuse me.

Ever heard of it?

- Waiter?
- Yes, sir.

I asked for my eggs
over easy.

Well, they are
over easy, sir.
No, they're not.

I'm learnin'.
I'm learnin'.
Huh?

You're figurin' on taking that
kid to a cathouse, ain't ya?

Yeah.

Come on, Mule.
He's 18 years old, and
he ain't never been fucked.

Next chance he gets,
he's gonna be 26.

Yeah.
He might not
want any by then.

You mean, like right now,
just go ahead and do it?

No, not this
exact minute.

Later on tonight.

I think I would.

Yeah, get the old
ashes hauled.
Ashes hauled?

What are we doin'?
Huh?

What are we doin'?
Lookin' for a‒

There's a guy.
Wait a minute.

Here, here, here, here.

Hey, hey!

- How they treatin'
you, partner?
- Fine, sailor. Where to?

Uh, just down the road.

Well, hell, let me tell you
what we really want.

You look honest.
I think I can trust you.

We're, uh‒

We're in transit,
the three of us, see, and, uh,

we could really use the services
of a decent whorehouse, you know
what I mean?

One that don't hate G.I.s.

Sizable tip in it
for you.

Save the tip.
I get it at the other end.

- Hey, thanks a lot.
- I've been in transit
a few times too.

- I'm an old minesweep sailor myself.
- Oh, yeah?

You're a swabbie?
I thought you was.
I did.

I thought he was a swabbie.
Minesweep, eh?

Hi, boys.
I'm Millie.

Hi, Millie.
Come on in.

The Navy's always
welcome here.

Welcome aboard.

Too late for
Captain Kangaroo, ladies?

Let me tell you
how it is, Mill.

We've got a friend here
that we'd like to do
a favor for.

He's going on a trip.
Just him?

Just him.
Well, what kind of party
you after?

Well, it's‒
It's his party.

You name it, sailor.

Okay, sailor.
Take your pick.

Pick a winner, kid.

Make it a good one, honey.
It's gotta last a long time.

Sure.
Anything you say.

Know what I mean?

Kid, you picked
a real winner.

You boys just make
yourselves comfortable.

He picked the same one
I woulda.

She's a cute little thing,
isn't she?

Uh, your coat, honey.

Come over here by the sink.
Let me check you out.

Well, you're not going to
have a bit of trouble.

Jesus Christ!

Well, that's what I
call quick.

Look, those are
the rules.

Doesn't matter if its
ten hours or ten seconds.

Okay, toots, then we'll
stake him to another shot.

I'm sorry.

Will you try it again, kid?

Yeah.
Okay, honey.

Don't worry about it, kid.
Plenty more where
that came from.

You got all night, kid.

You ever been married?

Not so you'd notice.

Yeah. Once.

A little girl in Torrance.
You know where that is?

Mm-mm.

It's near
San Pedro on the way to
Terminal Island, you know?

Dottie Brown.

She had great tits
and wore angora sweaters
all the time.

She wanted me to go
to trade school and become
a T.V. repairman.

Drive around all that
smog and shit,

fixin' T.V.s out of
the back of a V.W. bus.

I just couldn't do it.

- You ever been married?
- Nah.

I still support my mama.

She can't brag enough
about me.

Tells everybody
all the places I go,

how many men are under me,
all that shit.

Jim.

Yeah, man, I don't know
what I would have done
without the Navy.

Yeah.

I guess we're just
a couple of lifers.

Yeah.

How was‒

How was what, honey?

Um‒

Well, you got off
to a shaky start.

After that, you took to it
like a duck to water.

I don't know if I have
enough money to go again.

But I'll pay you
what I have...

just to look at you.

Just to what?

Look at you.

I guess you haven't seen many
girls with their clothes off,
have you, honey?

Well, let me tell you.
I've got a good body.

Not great,
but pretty good.

It's beautiful.

What'd she say again?

"Let me check you out,
honey."

I swear to God.
Like it was in a gas station
and she was checking the oil.

And then‒
Then we know
what happened.

Yeah, but after.

After‒

Well, maybe it was an act for her.

I mean, I know
she was a whore,

but I think
she liked me.

They got feelings just like
everybody else, kid.

She probably did.

Well, it was
real for me.

That's what counts.

Huh?
Yeah.

Welcome to the wonderful
world of pussy, kid.

Sink's yours.

We don't have to be there
till 1800.

Takes an hour and a half
to get to Portsmouth.

We could go see
a movie or two.

We can get us a couple
of six-packs, huh?

Well, shit, man, we could
even go back to the cathouse
if you want to.

No.

I already did
everything one time.

That makes that one time
stick out, you know
what I mean?

Yeah.

Sure is a shit day.
Ain't it the truth.

Yeah, it is.

If it was summer we could
maybe have a picnic.

Son of a bitch.

Thank you.

This wood's
too fuckin' green, man.
It ain't gonna burn.

Huh?

Wait a minute.
Wait a minute.

What are you
lookin' for?
Buns.

I forgot 'em.
You forgot the buns?

Yeah.
How can you eat a hot dog
without a bun?

A hot dog's not a hot dog—
Then don't eat
the fuckin' thing then!

Shit!

It ain't bad.

Mule.

Shit.

I don't want
no fuckin' hot dogs.

He don't eat 'em
without buns.

It's kinda like
being at sea.

I was on
a weather ship once,

off of Greenland.

Right in the middle
of winter.

How was it?
I like being at sea.

Kid's come a long way
in the last few days,
ain't he?

Yeah.

Nam Myoho Renge Kyo,
Nam Myoho Renge Kyo,
Nam Myoho Renge Kyo,

Nam Myoho Renge Kyo,
Nam Myoho Renge Kyo‒

Let's get this over with.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Nam Myoho Renge Kyo,
Nam Myoho Renge Kyo,
Nam Myoho Renge Kyo.

He don't stand a chance
in Portsmouth, you know.

You know that,
don't you?

Goddamn grunts kicking
the shit out of him
for eight years.

He don't stand a chance.

I don't want to
hear about it.

Maggot this,
maggot that.

Marines are really assholes,
you know that?

Takes a certain kind of
sadistic temperament
to be a marine.

What the fuck's he doing?

Hey, Meadows!

Huh?

What's he doing?

Bravo, Yankee.

Bravo, Yankee.

Bye-bye. End of the word.
Hey, this son of a bitch
is running away!

- Meadows! Halt,
you son of a bitch!
- Nam Myoho Renge Kyo.

Meadows!

Nam Myoho Renge Kyo,
Nam Myoho Renge Kyo‒
Meadows! Meadows!

Meadows, you
son of a bitch!

Halt, you son of a bitch!
Meadows!

Halt, you motherfucker!
Halt!

- Don't shoot! Don't!
- Halt, Meadows!

Meadows!

Goddamn!
My fuckin' shoe!

Meadows! Meadows!

You son of a bitch!

Son of a bitch!

Son of a bitch!

Buddusky, don't!

Let me go, you bastard!

Don't touch me!
You bastard!

You bastard!

Shut up!

Please let me go.

I lost my-- my--

I lost--
I lost my fuckin' shoe.

Baker, Mooney.
Prisoner from Norfolk.

On the double.

Where did you
get the idea that
strapping on an armband...

and a sidearm entitles you
to abuse a prisoner?

They teach you that
in the Navy?

Or was that your idea
of a good time?
I guess.

You guess what,
sailor?

Nothin'.
Nothin'?

Nothing, sir.

Did the prisoner
offer any resistance?

No, sir.

Did he try
to escape?

Not exactly.

That's a little vague, Buddusky.
Either he did or he didn't.
Which is it?

You don't have to look
at him for the answer.
Which is it?

He didn't.
He didn't what?

He didn't
try to escape.

He didn't try
to escape, sir.

He didn't try
to escape, sir.

You haven't left yet.
Sir?

Your orders weren't endorsed
when you left, so according to
this, you're still in Norfolk.

Well, we're
standing here.
It's not our fault.

Yes, but
you haven't left yet.
It's not our fault.

You haven't left!
That's not our fault!

Look, sir, we both
got a lot of time in.

- What's that supposed to mean?
- Too much time to be
hard-assed...

because some dude
in Norfolk forgot
to endorse our orders.

- You're asking
for trouble, sailor.
- I'm asking to see the X.O.

Deep trouble.

No.

We ain't about to say
anything else until
we see the X.O.

Now, get the hell
out of here.

You're supposed to
pull a few copies.

Goddamn grunts.

Think they can get away
with anything.
Yeah.

Tellin' me how
to do my job.

I know my job.
I know my goddamn
job better...

than anybody else
in the goddamn Navy.

Yeah.

We really told
that son of a bitch,
though, didn't we?

Trying to ream our ass
all over the place,

and he don't even have
enough sense to pull
a few goddamn copies!

Bunch of candy asses.

I hate this motherfuckin'
chickenshit detail.

Where you goin'?
Norfolk.

I mean now.
I don't know.

Stop off
in Baltimore, maybe.
You?

Back to New York,
I guess.

See you in Norfolk.

Yeah.
Maybe our fuckin' orders
have come through.

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