To End All Wars

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in the dark.

No radios.

They catch one,

they'll kill you.

Officers, try to keep

your shirt on.

It'll distinguish you

from the grunts,

which is about

the only thing

that's keeping us

from degenerating

into a bloody anarchy.

Ernie, where you going?

To find out

about the colonel.

You're just asking

for trouble!

Doc.

Get him down here.

Easy.

Easy.

It's my back.

My back, my back.

Ah.

Oh, what the bloody hell

happened?

Uh, looks like

you didn't bow.

What?

Always bow before a guard,

Korean or jap.

And never look them in the eyes

when they pass you.

That's pure defiance.

Always look away.

Rules of bushido.

Bushido?

Yeah, their kind

of chivalry.

Respect and obligation.

If you don't respect them,

they feel obligated

to bash you.

Nothing personal.

Well, it sure as bloody well

feels personal.

Yeah, it works both ways.

They do the same

to their own.

That's a comfort.

Now, listen.

You must understand,

these monsters

truly believe

we're an inferior race --

less than human.

Now, beating a prisoner

to them

is like beating

a disobedient dog,

and the fiercer

the beating,

the fiercer their dedication

to the emperor.

You'll be all right,

son.

Make space

for the colonel.

You're buggers for punishment,

you lot.

Get him down here.

Get him down.

Listen, listen,

you should have let them take me

instead, sir.

Anything we can do for you,

colonel?

Ah.

Start preparing.

Preparing for what?

Escape.

What else,

you towheaded yank?

Dusty.

Thank you.

Colonel, I've been watching

these nips.

There's never more

than a handful of them

guarding the perimeter

at any given time,

and they're not watching

very closely.

It just doesn't make sense

to me, unless --

unless what?

Well, unless every prisoner's

been caught or died

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