:07:01
[Crying]
:07:04
Please, Lieutenant...
:07:08
you've gotta get me out
of this landing.
:07:12
I can't get away with it
anymore after...
:07:15
Tarawa, the Canal.
:07:18
Call me a psycho,
court-martial me.
:07:20
I don't care!
:07:22
The war's comin' out
of my ears! I'm sick!
:07:25
Anderson, Thinking:
So am I.
:07:28
Do you hear me,
Lieutenant?
:07:29
Do you hear me?
:07:32
Anderson: I hear you.
:07:52
Anderson: Both of us had it
comin' out of our ears.
:07:55
So what do I tell him,
think of ice cream sodas,
:07:58
Fourth ofJuly?
:08:00
There are no bands
playing here.
:08:08
The first time I saw him
he was just as scared...
:08:11
a hundred years ago.
:08:43
Greetings, on this first day
of the new term.
:08:49
Oh, I see we have a transfer
from Clinton High School.
:08:54
Mr. Conroy, have you
ever had chemistry before?