Subtitles by josmndsn
Get ready!
Hook up!
Check your equipment!
Sound off your equipment check!
Two okay! - One OK!
Go to the door!
Give 'em hell!
Go!
(vocalist sings jazz)
Attention!
Hold.
Sit.
Either you're incredibly smart, or you kiss a whole lot of brass.
Let me see if I have this right.
According to you, the success of the entire airborne invasion
is your small group of men.
Yes, sir.
I have serious reservations.
It's a gamble, at best.
Have you thought about your boys being stranded, if the invasion is called off?
It's a bad domino effect.
If your men fail, the airborne invasion fails.
And, if that happens it spells disaster for the men on the beach.
Them and me.
No more cocktail parties.
I don't like the odds.
Let the orders come down. Your plan is good.
So, make damn sure you pick the right men for the job.
This isn't going to work.
These are our guys from the 508th ...
and these are the men transferring in from the 504th ...
then you got this guy.
Henry. - Yeah, the boxer.
And, then you've got this ...
Riga Polis ... - Rigopoulos
Rigopoulos, ... from Massachusetts.
He's a joker from what I'm told.
That's what they call themselves.
Yeah, really, a street gang, not an infantry unit.
They're supposed to just come in the last minute and blend in with our boys?
You gotta like Livingston, the Alabama kid, though.
178 parachute jumps already under his belt. 178, can you believe that?
His record's not what bothers me.
It's the mindset. test parachutes?
Who volunteers to test parachutes?
What about you?
You just got married. Your wife's expecting.
If she knew what you volunteered for ...
she'd kill you. - You're right, she would.
This isn't going to work.
Captain thinks it will. - Yeah, well, at least you've met him. met him at least.
Well, they should be on base, any minute.
Should be interesting.
Oh,great! Another truckload of mouths to feed.
Which one's Livingstone?
Which one is he?
Well, it's not him.
Him?
Now, as isolated as we were, it wasn't surprising
that we sounded like a sewing circle.
Cut off, fenced in.
Out of touch with everything except our Pathfinder team.
Which, as of today, has just doubled in size with a group of total strangers.
Strangers, who held our lives in their hands.
Someone, somewhere, must have thought this was a good idea.
Good morning ladies. - But, right then, I wasn't so sure. I was not sure.
Aren't you a pretty looking bunch?
Better than looking ugly as home made soup. (light laughter)
At least you gotta be 10 percent smarter than what you're working on.
I don't want to waste your time and I don't waste mine, so I'll cut to the chase.
We have a bet going for the invasion date. Two bucks gets you in the pool. dollars to join.
Hey, let me give it a try. - Now, with you guys here, the pot doubled.
it doubles the pot.
Two bucks gets you in.
Two bucks. - Two ... - Who said I wanted In? Who said I want to join?
Two bucks. - I never said I wanted in?
It's too late to get out now. - Two bucks.
I'm not in. I was never in. to participate.
Two bucks... - Hey, it's great to see you. We know each other a long time.
This is my buddy Cicero.
We go way back. - Yeah, hey, nice to meet you.
Bets. - Hell, even Livingston's in.
All right, try it out.
I think it can work. - Providing they change the landing.
don't change the drop-zone.
Sir, this is the trooper you wanted to see, Lieutenant.
Is this one of yours?
Maybe.
Lieutenant, I see you at the briefing.
It's been reported to me on more than one occasion ...
that you've got 178 jumps under your belt.
Research for airborne?
You could call it that, sir.
Now, 178. Does a body get hazzard pay for 178 jumps? 178 jumps shaking?
No, sir.
Haven't you any fear?
Yes, you do. But, you're not going to tell me, right? on my nose, huh?
All right, Private. I'll see you in the briefing.
Yes, sir.
I like him.
So you met the captain. - Well, yeah, I got his name.
Well?
Neal
Neal.
Well, what do you think, Gene?
Gene? - I figure we better start going with first names.
Nobody can tell whose in whose regiment. We got our boys.
We got the boys from the 504. And, now our C.O.'s from the 505.
Like a military gumbo.
I kinda like gumbo.
Yes, I'm still here.
I know, Corporal. But, I still haven't received any of the red and yellow.
Yes, I know that the planes are being marked with black and white paint.
I'm telling you, I additionally requested
all the red and yellow paint you can find.
Everything that you've got. And, sent the ...
No, corporal, hang up again. Corporal.
Corporal! Corporal!
Damn it!
Mark my words.
Some day, someone's going to find a way
to make you wait on the phone at the push of a button.
For Pete's sake, I hope he fights better than he types.
Corporal, I'm not interested in your mix ups.
I'm personally putting you in charge of getting me all the red and yellow paint
you can get your little brubby hands on. Is that clear!
That's classified. That's classified!
Just get me the paint, Corporal. Make it top priority. Is that understood?
Right away!!
Damn.
Sir, we need you to sign this.
Thank you, sir.
Major. - Thank you.
Good afternoon. - Good afternoon, sir.
Would you, uh, like a cup? - No, thank you
How's your team coming together? - Just fine, sir.
The mission's a go.
But, there's been a slight change in plans.
Is there a problem?
There are no problems, Neal, only challenges.
Once you and your men have jumped and made it to the ground ...
You only got half an hour to locate and
mark the drop-zones for the coming invasion.
And, stay alive long enough to help guide them in.
Let's get to brass tacks.
They shifted your drop-zone over a
mile and a half from the original location.
Right here.
There's the 91st German infantry.
Whose idea was that?
They're going to be stirred up like a hornet's nest.
There's no way around this one. I'm sorry, Neal.
And the reports are correct?
The 91st German infantry are specialists in
anti-parachute maneuvers.
That is ... that is a challenge. - No, that's a problem. No, that's a problem.
Look, Neal.
We both know I can't guarantee the invasion will follow.
Your Pathfinders could get left out there with their pants down.
But, if the invasion does follow ...
you must light those beacons and show us the way.
Well, good you're here.
Stay out of trouble. I see you when I get back.
Hello. - Now, not a good time?
Depends. Have you been thinking of me?
The strong, silent type. - Yeah, I mean, no.
No, I'm not the strong, silent type.
And, yes, I have been thinking about you.
Good.
And you. - Me? Of course, naturally.
The table needs to be set for dinner.
Well, if I can be there in time for dinner, would you set a place for me?
That's absurd. Is this a rhetorical question?
Well? - Would you go get your father, please?
Neal, I really don't have time for this.
Who is that you're taking to on the telephone?
Supper is almost ready. - Just answer the question.
There is always a place for you. Now, I have to go.
Why does a fighter fly so low?
That wasn't a fighter.
Since when did you become a professor of aviation engineering, hmm?
Would you like some peas?
I would love some peas, darling, thank you .
What about this? - Yes.
How many engines does a Spitfire have?
Just one.
Well, the RAF should know better than to fly so low.
Aren't there laws about such things?
The B-17 is the American fortress, my dear.
I do not think that was a B-17. It has two engines.
How many engines does a B-17 have? - Four.
Who taught you that?
They even lie to them, as well?
With all that military equipment and personnel on this island ...
it's a wonder we haven't begun to sink.
That's right. - Very true.
Would you like some potatoes? - I'd like some potatoes, please.
What is that? - The kids prefer.
He's holding out on me. Oh, man.
Holding on to them for no reason. Smoke that one cigarete as badly I do.
Come on.
Got any smokes?
Got a light? - Yeah.
Well, ... you pick a date?
I don't gamble. You know that.
How about you, Gerard?
Look, I don't know these guys from Adam.
And, I'm just not ready to hand over my wallet. risk your life?
But you are ready to hand over your life.
You know I don't have no choice. - What if you did?
The Spartans never would have agreed to it.
(loud click)
Sorry.
Well, ...
it's a riddle, and we're the ones that are forced to figure it out.
True. But, would you?
All we need to do is stay focused,
and I guarantee you, nature will take care of the rest.
Nature? We aren't sitting at Waldon Pond.
Look, this isn't a discussion on theology, Thoreu or Emerson, ...
but one of sound logic and military strategy.
Maybe, it's neither.
Maybe, it's simply a question of mathematics and economics.
Maybe, we are the bottom of the barrel, scrapped together at the last minute ...
but at least we're in the barrel.
A barrel of fish? A barrel of beer? A barrel of pickles?
You know, you're going to fit right in with those guys.
Well, I agree they're not good conversationalists.
I would rather jump with a combat
tested renegade, or whatever you want to call them,
than a handful of men who haven't even seen combat.
That's the hand they've been dealt. - That's true.
Well, everything happens for a reason.
No.
The answer to your question.
No, I wouldn't.
But, maybe someone knows something we don't.
All right, guys. Briefing in 5.
D-Day. Operation Overlord.
Gentlemen, we jump tonight.
I do, however, have some news.
Due to the increased presence of the 91st German infantry division ...
command has seen fit to shift our drop-zone, Drop-zone N, ...
1 point 5 miles inland. Here.
And, as you can see, we're surrounded on two sides ...
by flooded rivers ...
and, on a third side, by the enemy.
Also, intelligence tell us
the 91st German Infantry division is currently executing ...
anti-parachute maneuvers.
All to ensure we get a proper welcome.
And, the finest in German hospitality.
So we're gonna have to move fast to get this job done.
Lieutenant Weaver.
This is the briefing area for Drop-zone N.
If you don't belong in the briefing area drop-zone N,
you need to find your respective drop-zone briefing area.
(laughter)
All right, let's go over it again.
Our job is to ensure that thousands they should be.
of U.S. paratroops land where they're supposed to.
Without a system, our pilots will be pissing in the wind ...
droppping our troops all over the French countryside.
At that point, the airborne invasion will fail.
The solution. You. The Pathfinders.
Ahead of the entire invasion, we will be first ones to set foot on French soil.
Once we touch down, we have 30 minutes to complete the following.
A: Locate our drop-zone.
B: Get it lit so that our pilots can see it.
And, C: Have our Eureka transmitter up and operational.
Now, once transmitting, Eureka will
transmit to the airborne invasion planes.
The planes have been equipped with the Rebecca receiver ...
directing them to us and the exact location where to drop our troops.
Thus, beginning the invasion.
It's Eureka to Rebecca. Eureka to Rebecca.
And, you men from the 508th ...
your job is to ensure that the lights are set up
and that the Eureka is up and operational.
You men from the 504, your only objective ...
is to keep them alive.
Last, you guys know that this mission has been called off in the past.
and that there's no guarantees that won't happen again.
So, yes, this may be a one-way ticket.
If it is ...
we just grow beards like Robinson Crusoe.
We assemble at 16.00 hours.
Go back to your quarters, get your gear and see you in the assembly area.
Dismissed.
Well, is it true? - As sure as the day is long. the day is long.
Those 505th guys can't land witnin a few feet of each other.
How? - The jump blocks at the door.
I would not go changing things around, now.
As long as I don't land in a tree, I'm happy.
What are the chances of that happening?
I would take a tree over an open field, any day.
Landing in an open field ...
is like being as naked as a newborn.
What do you all?
Keep stuffing your pockets full, they're going to burst at the seams.
Look, you heard the lieutenant.
We are not the hunters, fellows. We're the hunted.
A 90 percent chance the invasion will get called off?
We're going to be stranded out there with a group a group of guys
who call themselves, The Jokers?
If I were you, I would pack more food.
Do you honestly think you're going to
get the chance to smoke all those?
I'll smoke each cigarette in this tent. - Then you might need these, then.
Thanks. My breath is fine. with my breath.
Your breath ... could knock a buzzard off a manure pile.
Give them to Riggs. He's the ladies man.
Speak of the devil.
Which of you are the Eureka operators? - Are we taking bets, again?
You? ... How about you?
No.
Gerard, Francis ...
Hamilton.
That's not the instruction manual, is it?
It comes with an instruction manual? (light laughter)
Well, we're standing down. We jump tomorrow.
We what? Why not today? - Fog.
So much for the weather gods.
Hell, Livingston took the fifth, sixth and seventh.
I told you, I told it was going to be sooner.
You didn't tell me anything.
I did, you don't listening.
You're true genius is showing through. - Humpf
Hey, thanks, pal.
You know, you look just like our own C.O.
Boy, the panks we used to pull on him.
Talk about devious.
Our old C.O. used to love fresh ground pepper.
He used to have this fancy pepper grinder, whereever he went.
He used to stick it in his back pocket like a huge log of wood.
And, he would limp into the mess hall every day.
Do you know how many dead flies you can find on an army base?
Everywhere. They're on the floor, in the latrine.
I got the whole platoon looking for these dead flies.
I got more dead flies than I know what to do with.
He starts lining them up. - I got my own battalion of bugs. attalion insects.
It's perfect. But, for the perfect crime ...
you need three things:
You need a motive.
You need a weapon.
But, what we didn't have was the opportunity.
It was like every time we tried to strike ...
we'd pack up and move. He volunteers me
to carry these bugs. These little bastards.
Finally, opportunity knocks.
So, under the cover of darkness...
we drop our army of dead flies into his peppergrinder.
And, every day at chow we sit back and
laugh every time we hear, scrish, scrish, scrish.
All right, gentlemen. Line up.
They want us to take a picture.
Gather round, boys. I'm in the front row.
It looks that way. Makes you wonder if ...
if they know what's about to happen.
Makes you wonder if calling off the jump
the night before was all part of the plan.
Okay, gentlemen, this one's for the history books.
"Quad heicos fabular."
Hey, Pickles, you spoke Latin? you do not know me.
There's a lot you don't know about me.
Maybe that was part of the overall plan, too.
Which plane is he in?
Yours. There is someone watching you.
But, don't worry, somebody's looking out for you.
Birds of a feather.
A man needs a little more than that, don't you think.
It's not the size.
Keep telling yourself that, Gerard. You dreamer.
I'm supposed to grab a rifle once I hit the ground.
I can't jump with both the Eureka and a rifle.
Then, let's hope there's not many lying around.
I just don't like the idea.
It's the apprehension, not the act.
I know all the guys with an M-1.
I just hate going to bed at night ...
wondering which one it's going to be.
I wouldn't worry about it. It's knives and grenades until dawn. find knives and grenades.
If you pick up mine, I'll be all right it.
I just don't like the idea.
Well, if I find one, I'll pick it up for you
and I won't tell you where it came from.
Come on. The cigarette break's over. Forward.
Come on. Let's go. Let's get a move on.
Hey, Pickles, don't forget your purse.
Hey, there's a surprise, Riggs is talking again. is back to talk.
So, we're flying into Sicily, right ...
we got the nav blasting us with flak. We're bouncing all over the place.
The guys are sicker than dogs. Me, I'm gritting my teeth so hard, and hope ...
I'm looking like hell.
And, I'll puke my lunch up all over the floor.
Then there was this guy. What was his name?
Simmons, the guys name was Simmons.
Simmons, that's right. So, he's sitting right across from me ...
and he's heaving so bad, but nothing's coming up.
Any minute, he was going to launch a load of puke right into Wiggs lap.
Simmons just keeps on heaving. pukes every below.
I'm waiting for him to spray puke all over everyone.
But nothing's coming up. next to Simmons Sat
You should have seen the guy next to Simmons.
That guy next to Simmons, he's green in the gills, too.
It's heads or tail who's going to puke first.
But, my money's on ... - Simmons.
Yeah, I know, Sim ...
He's got his hands cupped out. He's ready to catch whatever comes up.
He's whew, whew, whew ...
I'm thinking, man, just don't throw up.
But if Simmons keeps this up, I'm gonna barf.
I don't know how much more of this I can take.
Simmons is ready to hurl. He's got his hands ready.
But, I just know we're bouncing around
so much there's no way he's gonna stop.
Just as he barfs ...
A flak blast rocks us sideways and the hand covering the mouth ...
splits the vomit into two streams.
(light laughter)
Once he starts, the puke splits, some to the right...
hits the guy right in his face,
the other stream shoots across and hits a guy right in the side.
The guy next to Simmons is not a happy camper. He is mad.
Mad as hell.
He turns to Simmons and says, "You mother... blaaah ...'
He throws it all right in Simmons lap.
Simmons looks down and sees all the barf bits on his reserve parachute.
He tries to rub off the documents,
but he has a piece ...
It's like a worm on a fishing line.
Next thing you know, we get the red jump we are ready to jump.
light and we're hooked up and ready to go.
But Simmons isn't. - No, not at all.
Now he's right behind me. And he's about to heave ... blaah...
I'm thinking, "Any moment I'm gonna get
a second load of dinner." right in my face.
I pray, "Come on, turn me, turn me around."
Riggs, keep your eyes on my pack, would you?
The light turns green, I shuffle to the door, and out the door ...
with not a drop of puke on my jumpsuit. - Not a drop.
Hey, so what did you have for lunch? - Wait, wait, wait, you got lunch?
Yeah, I got lnch. Where did you get lunch?
Get your hands off my bag.
Every one of us has got to figure this out for themselves.
For me, the moment I step m my foot out that door ...
I accept the fact that I just died.
For those three seconds, it's all in God's hands.
But when I look up above me and I see that big, beautiful canopy of silk ...
I'm a reborn man.
Death and rebirth. Every time I jump.
So do not worry yourself about it too much. I'll see you in France.
Lord, I thank you for looking out for me ...
Give me strength that I'll not let these men down ...
that I'll do my duty as a soldier.
But if it is your will that I should be killed ...
Please make it quick.
Maybe a shot in the head.
Chest wounds are nasty, but they don't last long.
Please let a gut wound. It takes a long long time before you die.
time for a man to die with a wound like that.
But whatever you do, please make it quicky.
Lord, I don't want to be alone if it does happen.
So, if you can arrange that, Lord, I'd be very grateful.
Your will be done. Amen.
I don't need to remind you that the success of this mission hinges
solely on your ability to evade the enemy.
Do not give away your position unless abosolutely necessary.
The Eureka tranmitter and the lights are the only way ...
our planes are gonna see their drop zones.
We've got a lot of men counting on us.
God speed, gentlemen. See you on the ground.
Saddle up, gear up boys. We're going to Normandy.
I'm sorry, but no calls are being put through at this time.
I was told this was the best time to put the call through.
I'm sorry, madam, but no calls are being accepted, at this time.
This happens from time to time. Don't worry. I'm sure all is well. All is well established.
If anyone's going to make it back, he will.
Get ready!
Stand!
Hook up!
Check your equipment!
Sound off your equipment check!
Two okay! - One OK!
Go to the door!
Give 'em hell!
Go!
Come on! Move!
Move it!
Go. Go!
Damn it.
I get it for you.
Come on. Let's go.
Don't ever that again. - I got something for you.
It is a German bandage.
I do not want. Take this. It smells funny, anyway.
I got it for you. - I do not know where it's been.
Okay, I'll find a use for it. - Let's go.
You lucky son of a bitch.
Let's see if that luck doesn't rub off. Hey, pass him that light.
Don't lose it, don't break it, don't sit on it.
We only got one, you understand?
All right, let's move out. We got a light to delivery.
Trying to get caught?
Where's the transmitter? - You ain't got one?
We got a light and we gotta get it to that drop zone.
Go! Go! Go!
For God's sake, move! Move!
Move it trooper! Go! Go! Go! Go!
Go! Go! Go!
All right, looks like they reload. Over that hedgerow.
Trooper, what did I tell you about that bag?
Hey, eyes front.
Grenade! Get it out of here!
Grenade, grenade!
No!
Go out of there.
I'm surprised you didn't use your 'cricket' too.
Well, I would have, if I wasn't carrying your gift in my other hand.
What did you think it was, his wallet?
The "cricket" is some brainchild of some college graduate.
And look what it got this guy. - Brainchild?
You're nothing but a two-bit pickpocket. - You hear any crickets?
Well, if you think I'm gonna go through the whole night
without once using the password,
you're out of your mind. It has a purpose.
That's his. - It's mine, now.
And it might have a purpose, but I'm not using it.
Flash.
Thunder.
Damn it, Riggs.
Is this it? - Well, at least until the morning.
Come morning, I got a date.
If we make 'til then.
Now, aren't you just a bright ray of sunshine. chickens, ladies.
No time for chicken hecking, ladies.
We got no time, and a mile and a half to go.
(imitates chicken clucking sounds) That's cute.
I'll take the point. Riggs follows in the rear.
Right where he likes it.
(Riggs makes more chicken sounds)
Oh, switch to a rooster.
What the hell are they shooting at?
Probably that idiot in the tree. - Which tree?
Which idiot?
Come on, let's go.
Do you have your Eureka? - No.
Got a light? - No.
Do you have your rifle? - No.
Damn it, Riggs. Put him back in the tree. - Get right on it, sir.
I got my .45.
Get over!
Covering fire.
Come on, Cicero. Get's go. Get's go. Come, on. Get's go.
Let's move, clock's ticking!
What's the hold up? - Open field, sir.
Wedge formation.
Let's move.
Stop! - Put your hands up.
Drop it. Whoa, Whoa, Whoa.
Hold your fire! Hold your fire!
Stay down.
Where the hell did you come from?
All right, Lieutenant, how did you do it?
How did you get through?
Magic. - Magic?
Every time we try to get out, they outflank us and push us back here.
Well, then move faster. - Yeah, how did we get through?
They let you through. - They know you're here.
Oh, good.
I don't like surprises.
Where's the light team?
Out of 58 men, this is what we know we have.
Still, no rifle? - No.
Hey, hey. Here they come. Here they come.
Hold your fire.
Hold.
Hold your fire.
Stay down.
Hold.
I said, 'Hold your fire'.
Somebody help him out. - Easy. He's shot. He's hit. Doc!
Doc! Doc! Do something! Doc!
Doc, get over here!
All right, buddy, I'm here, I'm here, I'm here.
Look at me. Look at me.
Reed, stay with me. - Oh, man.
Hang in there, come on. Don't give up.
Hang in there. Don't give up on me buddy.
Pickles, take this back.
The only way out of this mess is straight through it.
That means you, lucky.
I should stay. - No, you're not.
Don't worry, sir. I'll be fine. Get out of here.
We'll see you in the morning. - Will do.
We're cutting through these woods. - See you around. - Good luck. - On me.
I'll see you in the morning.
Hey, ...
I got something for you.
See you around.
All right, boys. I'm coming.
Welcome to Normandy.
(singing in German)
Anyone have a cigarette? - I don't have any.
Come, here. - Only one.
Thanks, you stupid pigs. on a cigarette.
(singing in German)
Okay, boys. Other side of that hedgerow and we're home, free. we are safe.
Check it out.
I'll go.
Give him that light.
Real estate is currently unavailable.
Looks like we have to take the long way, boys.
Follow me.
Did you hear that?
Are those ghosts? - I can't tell.
Are those ghosts? - Oh, come on.
I'm not sure. - Where are we now? What do we do?
Very peaceful.
There's a road just ahead.
Riggs takes point. Cicero, follows in the rear. Let's move.
Get down.
All right, stay down.
All right, Kel.
Get moving.
Cover his ass.
Stay down.
Where's Cicero? - He's got 20 seconds to show his face.
We got one Eureka and no light team.
This is bad.
All we need is one, the rest is just baggage, anyway.
Besides, how do you know there's no team is light?
It don't matter if it's a trap.
We got 3 minutes and one chance to get that light across that field.
One of us is going to get that light across that field, got it?
If he fumbles the ball,
the closest man to him picks it up
and brings it straight into that endzone.
All right, wedge formation. Weaver, you're up front.
Let's move. On me.
Double time.
Steady, boys.
Oh, I'm down, Oh!
Okay, go! We'll be fine!
Damn it.
Can you see me now?
That a boy.
Don't just stand there! MOVE!
Come on. Come on.
You hear that?
That's it. That's our drop-zone.
Hear that?
All right, it's now or never. Go.
Keep down. Keep down. Keep down.
Go, go, go, go.
Secure the area.
They're off course.
Come on, navigator, what have you got?
Captain, I get absolutely nothing. Just hold you're heading.
I know we're near. - Damn it, we're over it.
If we don't find it soon, we going to have to go to division.
Captain, just give them another minute. Give those boys a chance.
A minute? You ain't got a minute.
Wait, wait.
Captain, I've got them, I've got them. 10 Turn to the left.
Turn 10 left, 10 degrees left, right now.
That's how you start a party.
Flash.
I been dragging this thing around all night.
Sure picked a nice spot for me.
Oh, come on! ... all night.
Good morning. - Good morning?
Are you alone? - I'm never alone.
Well, we are. We were told to hold this position at all costs. maintain, at all costs.
That's hopeless proposition unless we can take out that mortar.
Who's, we?
Mortar? - Have a look.
Where is ... Son of a Bitch!
I see it? 150 yards.
Oh, great.
Great time for my commander to leave. - Where'd he go to?
Get reinforcements. Hopefully more than you.
Well, he's not going to make it back on time for us.
True enough. - Get your men out of here. guys out of here.
My men? - Yeah, so listen.
If anything happens to me, I want you notify my outfit.
Eddie Livingston, Adam Company, 504th. Got it?
Where the hell are you going?
To get shot! You're never gonna make it!
Shit.
950 meters!
Load!
Flash.
Thunder.
Look what the cat dragged in.
How are you doing?
How are you , sir? - Good.
Thunder!
Good morning, boys. - Good morning, sir.
You on your way to to hill 30?
I'd offer you a ride, but as you can see, this seats taken.
There's no after battle report.
And, no written record of our mission.
We all knew that we would slip through the fingers of history.
Not as a pessimist, but, ... as a realist.
I tried piecing together both why and
how this mission was able to work.
And, honestly, I couldn't then
and I still can't put my finger on it.
Well, I guess, maybe it's true, that
some things are just better left unsaid.
Maybe, it's true that one can't find logic in the human heart.
Maybe logic ... has nothing to do with it, at all.
Well, that doesn't really matter.
For me ... I'm just, I'm just glad there a missing puzzle piece.
was a missing piece to the puzzle.
Something I wasn't counting on.
Something ... I didn't even see.
Call it what you will.
I know what I call it.
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