A Walk in the Sun Page #6
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pushing a peanut with my nose
then I'd take a train.
Railroads are jammed these days.
Oh, for Pete's sake.
Come on over here with me, Bill.
You too, Hoskins.
Look, something's wrong.
I know something's wrong.
Halverson should have been back by
this time. Am I right?
- Sounds right.
There's no sense in it.
We hang around here any longer,
we'll screw up the whole works.
Planes'll be over soon.
- Sure as little apples, they will.
And they'll be sending a few
tanks along here soon while
we're still up in the air.
We ought to leave somebody here
in case Halverson shows up and
Six miles is a long way.
- A long and weary way.
What do you think?
- It's up to you, Eddie.
You know what you're doing.
I've got to know.
- Do it, then.
I've got something up...
- Listen!
Planes. Do you hear anything?
- Guns.
- Hey, Sergeant, it's guns.
Where are they coming from?
- From out to sea, aren't they?
I think so.
- Ack-ack.
You sure?
- Probable sure.
That's it, then.
- Must be a ship shooting a plane.
That's the way it is.
Sure as little apples,
the way it is.
All right. Off and on.
- Here we go, Jake.
Going over in the woods.
- Squad columns!
Hop to it. Hoist tail!
How do we know
those aren't our planes?
Cos the ships are ours, dope.
We've got the only ships
in the water.
Boy, I wouldn't be a sailor
for nothing.
Who's gonna stay here, Eddie.
Stay for what?
- Halverson.
- I don't know.
I'll stay.
- OK, Bill, you stay here.
Hoist tail! Get moving!
We haven't got all day!
Spread them out.
We'll be over in the woods, Bill.
- Leave me your glasses, will you?
OK.
The way you come walking over
that ridge, like you were back in
Missouri looking for daisies.
Nothing to worry about.
I looked the situation
over very carefully.
Made up my mind there was no danger,
so I walked instead of crawled.
Picked this up for self protection.
Where is everybody?
- Gone into the woods.
Afraid planes were headed this way.
Yeah. I heard the ack-ack.
Lieutenant's dead.
It's too bad.
- Yeah.
Halverson's dead, too.
Deader than a doornail.
Are you sure?
A guy in A Company told me.
Machine gun got him
coming out of the water.
Stitched him right across the middle.
That leaves it up to Porter.
Four ways from the jack.
- What?
Nothing.
What's going on down there?
Well, do you mind if I smoke?
Is it OK?
Well, they're bringing
in the big stuff now.
And coastguards, everywhere
you look, coastguards.
Gee, I'm glad I'm not down
on that beach any more.
The place is sure
going to get strafed.
It sure is.
- We'd better be
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