:37:05
Just tell me once more
how you love me.
:37:09
I love you, Andy.
:37:12
I love you.
:37:46
Tarawa. A name to go down with
Bunker Hill, Gettysburg and the Alamo.
:37:51
Every man in Huxley's battalion
had been positive...
:37:54
...that this time we'd lead
the division into the beach.
:37:56
And then the word came through.
:37:58
We were being used as
the mop-up boys again, the also-rans...
:38:01
...sealed in our ships while the rest
of the division fought the battle.
:38:05
When the smoke cleared and what was
left of the division limped off...
:38:08
...they again told Huxley that he must
find the elusive Japanese garrison...
:38:12
...who, this time, were hidden
in 45 miles of island atolls.
:38:16
We cornered them after
a four-day chase...
:38:18
...and in a brief skirmish,
we closed the chapter on Tarawa.
:38:21
Our casualties were light,
but we left behind...
:38:25
...the kid who might have
written the great American war novel...
:38:28
...Corporal Marion Hotchkiss,
Sister Mary.
:38:41
Then, January 1944, we made
a 2500-mile voyage to rejoin the division.
:38:46
Huxley's Harlots, the orphans
of the Marine Corps.
:38:49
Always a bridesmaid,
but never a bride.
:38:51
On one of the remote islands of Hawaii
we were dumped on a desolate camp...
:38:56
...and for all practical purposes,
disappeared from the face of the earth.