Hell In The Pacific Page #2

And I'll take you down to Tennessee

The mast!

Hold this with your other hand!

Down in the canebrake, close by the mill

There lived a colored girl

And her name was Nancy Dill

I told her that I loved her

I loved her mighty fine

And if she would come with me

I soon would make her mine

Come along, come

Won't you come along with me?

And I'll take you down to Tennessee

Come along, come

Won't you come along with me?

And I'll take you down to Tennessee

Island!

Hey, island!

Hey, is anybody there?

Anybody home?

Hello!

Are there any Japanese?

It's Japanese.

Any Japanese troops here?

Pipe down!

Be quiet, that's a Japanese camp.

Any Japanese troops here?

I am a navy captain, Kuroda!

Any Japanese troops here?

Navy Captain Tsuruhiko Kuroda!

Isn't there anybody here?

No!

Don't shoot!

He's my friend! Hold your fire!

Don't shoot!

What's the password?

We don't know the password!

Don't shoot!

Hold your fire!

We surrender!

No!

For a second, I thought you were a Jap.

Oh, yes.

Jesus.

Hey, white beard!

Come up here.

I found food. I got sake, too.

Look, I got some cigarettes,

and some malted milk tablets...

and a lot of other junk, too.

White beard, let's have a shave.

Then you are

indeed the true

Kuroda Samurai

What's the matter?

My log!

Look, never talk to anybody

that close in the face. It's rude.

You might have bad breath or something.

Yeah, I'll let you go home.

Where was I? Oh, yeah.

And there he is, the Zero.

Then I get all laced up.

I'm smoking and burning. I'm going down.

So now I know I gotta ditch the thing, see,

in the water?

Forget it, all right?

When you hit the water like that,

you flip and it's over.

It worked out okay. So, boom, down I go.

The canopy's open, of course,

and so then I bail out...

and that's when I pull the life raft and...

Thank you very much.

How about you sing a song or something?

It didn't make any difference, anyway.

My crew was already dead.

What's the matter?

Sing.

Okay, I will do it, then.

When I go on sea

I will become a corpse in water

When I go on hills

I will become a corpse with moss

If my spirit

can be near the Emperor

I would not be regretful about myself

I'm sorry. Sorry, I didn't mean to...

All right, don't worry.

We have plenty of sake.

Here, have some more.

Thank you.

You know, I was thinking...

Suppose I ask you...

Well, I guess

it doesn't make much difference anyway.

Yeah.

Yeah. You know, they told me...

You know, how come you guys

don't believe in God?

You listening?

No God? Why don't you...

God!

Will you listen to me?

God.

Why don't you?

I'm talking to you.

G-O-D, God!

Heaven? Christ?

Jesus Christ!

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