Uncommon Valor Page #3

Your friend, Sailor,

blowtorched a local kingpin biker.

We're holding him on our

witness protection program.

He come in here with

a grenade around his neck.

I don't think his bread's quite done.

I had trouble tracking you down.

You wandered around the whole country.

Frank mentioned you in his letters.

He said you were

the best man in the unit.

Yeah?

What the hell happened to you?

I'm so far beyond that sh*t now.

I get energy from the air.

I talk to polar bears.

I converse with paramecium.

Man, I f*** nuclear waste!

Sh*t.

You guys will be using real grenades.

They took mine.

Hey, look, a**hole.

This is not a bikers' acid trip.

This is a precise military operation.

Frank was the best man in anybody's unit.

I've got enough brain cells

to remember that.

You've got to give me a shot, man.

You've got to.

Hey, Wilkesy.

Come on, man.

Sailor?

Ya-hoo!

My master!

You haven't changed a bit!

Master Wilkes!

Where's your grenade?

I used that for an emergency enema.

Maybe I do have a little

unfinished business.

Besides, this guy wouldn't last

10 minutes without me.

You ain't bullshitting.

O.K.

Get aboard.

Well, gentlemen, this is it.

Exact replica

of the P.O.W. camp.

Who built it?

MacGregor's father.

Get your gear.

Stow it in that large tent.

I'll meet you here in an hour for supper.

Mr. Ky, supper in one hour.

Thankyou.

Mr. Scott, at ease.

So, who the hell is that?

Good evening.

Hi. How are you?

Mr. Ky, you can serve

when you're ready.

Good evening.

As you were.

Since military courtesy

isn't practical here,

we'll dispense with it.

This is Kevin Scott.

He's well-trained in weapons

and training techniques.

And this is Mr. Ky.

We'll be eating Vietnamese food

from now on.

We don't want to smell like Americans.

Any questions?

Good.

How long were you there?

I wasn't.

Too young.

Is he going with us?

Served in Fourth Recon Marines.

Served?

I was discharged

for striking a radio operator

who fell asleep at his post.

You're worried that I have

no combat experience.

You're right.

There's no way of proving

I won't fail in combat.

But you can't prove that I will.

This is gonna be

a whole lot offun with this one.

Gentlemen.

Thankyou for coming.

I knew you would come,

'cause you men have got what it takes.

Molded over a little,

but you still got it.

There's a bond between you men

as strong as the bond

between my son and me.

Of course, men who faced death in battle

share the strongest bond.

You men seem to have

a strong sense of loyalty

because you're thought of as criminals

because of Vietnam.

You know why?

Because you lost.

And in this country,

that's like going bankrupt.

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