The Thin Red Line Page #2

This place is...It's like a big floating graveyard.

- What's your name, kid?- I wanna own an automobile when I get out.

- What's your name?- Edward, Edward B Train.

Train?

The only things that are permanentis, is dying and the Lord. That's it.

That's all you gotta worry about. This warain't... gonna be the end of me or you neither.

- Think we'll catch an air raid?- How in the hell should I know?

All's I know are them crew guys saidthey didn't catch no air raid the last time.

On the other hand,time before last they nearly got blew up.

What d'you want me to tell you?

You're a big help, Tills.Nothing. Tell me nothing.

Tell you something.

We're sitting out here on this oceanlike a couple offuckin' ducks in these boats.

I already know that.

Well, brood on it, Tills.

Brood on it.

- Ain't you watching the fun?- I ain't interested.

- Yeah, I guess it is pretty crowded.- Wouldn't be interested, even if it wasn't.

Well, I'm on my way to get me that pistol.

Yeah? Well, have fun.

Yeah, have fun.

You'll wish you had one once we get ashoreand run into some ofthem samurai sabres.

Open this door! Open this goddamn door!

Open the door!

You all learn to deal these cards...

All right. Here I am sleeping, yeah.

All right, ladies.Is this a sewing circle or a card game?

All right, jack's high, jack to bet.Robert's got two jacks.

I never bargained for nothing like this when Isigned up for this man's army before the war.

How was I supposed to know there wasgonna be a f***in' war, huh? Answer me that.

All I know is Charlie Company'salways getting screwed. Always.

And I can tell you whose fault it is, too.

It's that captain of ours.

First he gets us stuck off on this boatwhere we don't know a f***ing soul.

Then he gets us stuck way down in fourthplace on the list to get offthis son of a b*tch.

Hello, Captain.

I read in your 201 filethat you were an officer before the war.

How'd you end up a private?

Cos of my wife.

I was in the corps of engineers.

We'd never been separated before,

not even for a night.

I took it for four months and then I quit.

Just resigned.

They sent me back to the States.

They told meI'd never get another commission.

They said they'd see to it I got draftedand that I for damn sure'd be in the infantry.

Sons of b*tches.

No, I don't blame them.

Well, where is she now?

She's home.

Why shouldlbe afraid to die?

I belong to you.

Move! Move! Move!

Move! Move!

Move! Move!

Moving out!

Iflgo fiirst, I'll waitforyou there.

On the otherside ofthe dark waters.

Put your helmet on.

Be with me now.

- Feeling the pressure, Captain?- Yes, sir.

I like you, Captain.

And I just want you to know, well,we're in this thing together. All right?

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