Passchendaele Page #2

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and nail a guy to a door...

...they're even better than

I already know them to be.

- Are you saying it didn't happen?

- I'm saying artillery throws soldiers...

...into positions

you can't even imagine.

A man in a trench...

...he's gonna see

what he needs to see.

Michael, you are

a decorated soldier.

Yeah. Yeah, I am.

And I received that medal...

...for sticking a 17-inch piece

of steel into a boy's forehead.

As soon as you were well

enough to walk, you went AWOL.

I went AWOL because

I received a medal...

...for sticking a piece of steel

into a boy's forehead!

This is insubordinate.

Understand your situation here,

Sergeant.

We are trying to determine

your status of discharge.

Your physical wounds have,

for the most part, healed.

Dr. Walker would like to give you

a clean bill of health, in which case...

...you'd be sent back

to the battlefield,

...stand trial for desertion and

more than likely be executed.

...I'm going to end up back

there one way or another.

Michael,

I'm trying to save your life.

I know that.

And I appreciate it,

I do, but this...

Go on.

The house...

we grew up in...

...it was at the bottom of this hill,

...and every time

one of my brothers, uh...

- Died?

- Yeah.

The telegraph guy, he'd bring

the notification down the hill...

...and my mother never got

any other news.

- After all, three of my younger

brothers - one, two, three and me.

AWOL...

And they don't say

"Absent without leave. "

They say "Missing in action,"

which to her meant I was dead.

So when that telegraph guy

came down the fourth time,

...it broke her heart.

She... she died

of a broken heart.

.Nurse Mann, please escort

the sergeant back to the ward.

.Major Nigel Bernard,

Canadian Army Medical Corps,

re:
patient T-331,

Sergeant Michael Dunne.

Physically the patient nears repair.

Diagnosis remains

however neurasthenia,

Dr. Walker's dissent noted.

In light of his service record,

the recommendation...

...is that the soldier be

reassigned to the home front,

...possibly in recruitment,

in support of our ongoing effort.

I came to wish you luck.

It's not likely

I'll see you again, is it?

I don't want to leave.

No, that's...

That's not accurate.

I don't want to leave you.

I'm not what you think I am.

You don't know

what I think you are.

You talk in your sleep.

- I don't sleep.

- How can I talk?

You don't even

know my first name.

No, I don't. No.

And that's a hell of a thing, that is.

- Good-bye, Nurse Mann.

- Bye.

- It's Sarah.

- What?

Her name...

...is Sarah.

Thanks.

Rigor, Sergeant.

Rigor is our shibboleth.

No slight intended to

my immediate predecessor,

...but the sails

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