:19:02
Get that fucking torch out of my face
and put that cigarette out.
:19:06
You might as well
hang a big neon sign that says:
:19:09
"Dumb-fuck grunts, right here. "
:19:12
You broke light discipline.
Therefore, you're dead.
:19:15
-Do you understand?
PAXTON: Yes.
:19:17
-Good.
BOZZ: I'm still alive, sergeant.
:19:21
-What did you say?
-I said, I'm still alive.
:19:24
I miraculously survived the attack.
:19:28
-You didn't get hit?
-No.
:19:30
Are your friends alive?
:19:31
Yeah, Paxton's good.
Johnson, he's good and he's good.
:19:35
If you're gonna make up a story,
make up a happy one.
:19:39
I ain't making anything up, son.
:19:44
And in Vietnam there are no
happy fucking stories.
:19:55
I had a best buddy, Kelly Morgan. . .
:19:58
. . .that I went to AIT with.
:20:03
In '67, when the call came,
we got sent off to Nam.
:20:07
We had only been in country
a few days. We was green as grass.
:20:13
We were in a two-man listening post,
talking just like we are here.
:20:18
Kelly lit up a cigarette.
:20:21
One minute we're naming
his unborn child. . .
:20:24
. . .and the next second
his brains were in my lap.
:20:40
The sniper zeroed in
on the cherry of his cigarette, Bozz.
:20:48
Gentlemen, it's all about respect.
:20:53
Respect for your superiors
and what they're trying to teach you.
:20:58
Respect for yourselves and your unit.