Brothers

Hand Salute!

October 7, 2007

Four days till we deploy.

Grace knows I would do

anything to get back to her.

Anything.

Today, I wrote her a letter.

Good afternoon sir, I have the

briefing papers from the colonel's office.

Put them on the desk.

Thank you, Corporal!

Major!

- Yeah.

Hope you don't have to deliver.

"Grace"

- God be there, be safe out there, Sam.

- Thanks, sir.

- See you when you get back.

- Alright.

- Have this.

- Love.

- Hello.

- Dad!

- Hey, baby!

- Hi, daddy.

- How are you doing? How was school?

- Great.

They gave me a new dress

to dye. She's in my room.

Issy.

- What's wrong?

- Nothing.

- What's wrong, honey?

- You're leaving again.

- Come give your daddy a hug.

- No.

- Come on, give me a kiss, honey.

- Just go.

- Two kisses?

- No.

Three kisses?

- I wanna read my book.

- Oh, you wanna read your book?

Oh yeah?

Oh, I see a smile coming out here.

- Now, you're getting a hundred kisses.

- Relax.

- Come on, daddy's got to go.

- Okay.

- Please, daddy. Will you let him stay?

- Yeah, can't you stay?

It's my brother.

He doesn't deserve you.

I feel alive.

How about my little brother?

No f***ing way.

Did you ever think of

apologizing to that woman?

- It's green.

- I got it.

So, what are you gonna do?

I don't know. I was gonna...

cash this check and who knows...

- We'll see you later.

- Alright.

Don't rob the place.

You got hot water in this place?

No hot water... I'm freezing.

- I'm sorry.

- I'm used to too much kitchen.

He didn't expect to be

deploying again so soon.

- Yeah, they're ripping your hair off.

- What are you gonna do? They called, he answered.

- We got you, granddad!

- Your raising a real hustler here, Grace.

I know.

- My birthday is this Spring.

- Didn't you say, it was at March 2?

- Hi.

- Hi.

- Are you Isabelle?

- No, I'm Maggie. If the bowl is big.

- I'm Tommy.

- Mom doesn't like you.

- Maggie!

- Well, that's what you said to dad.

This is for your mom.

- Mom, they're for you.

- Thank you.

Come in.

- Hi, sweetie.

- Mom.

- You made it.

- Yeah.

- Son.

- Sir.

- What? Hi.

- Hi.

Bless us O Lord and these thy

gifts which we are about to receive

from thy bounty through Christ our Lord.

- Amen.

- Amen.

And this is a very special meal for us

because we welcome my one son home

and we're sending another one off.

And we ask you Lord to keep him

safe and bring him back really soon.

- Amen.

- Amen.

You can do it.

You wanna try it.

Here, let me...

They're delicious.

- Why aren't you eating your peas?

- I hate peas.

- I do, too.

- Honey, eat your peas.

Hey, dad.

I like peas.

So do I.

- When are you leaving?

- Tuesday.

You love it over there, huh.

- It's my job.

- They only shoot the bad guys.

Who are the bad guys?

The ones with the beards.

Your brother's a hero.

He's serving his country.

Don't you forget that.

Will you be here for my birthday?

You know I will sweetie.

Sarah Miller's dad wasn't

there for her birthday.

- Isabelle.

- It's true.

She had to bring him

a cake in prison.

It's not just military families.

There's a lot of folks

on a pressure these days.

There's problems in all

walks of life.

Every family got their own set of problems.

They sure do.

What's that suppose to mean?

Every family has their own set of problems.

- You sound like a damn parrot.

- What?

Why don't you try mimicking

your brother, huh, for a change?

Dad.

This food is great, Elsie.

Thank you.

Compared to what?

- Other food.

- Prison food?

Tommy!

Excuse me.

It's okay, honey.

- It's his first night out.

- No.

Stay out of trouble.

Fine.

Be safe over there, alright.

- It's not coming off

- Try more soap.

Yeah, I almost got it.

There you go.

- Don't lose that.

- I'll do my best.

- Stick on your patience when I'm gone.

- I always do.

I love you.

I love you too.

Sam.

Take me with you.

Sure.

How about I go and

you stay with the kids?

Okay.

Don't go.

October 12, 2007

Back in Afghanistan with my men.

Weird, it almost feels like home.

Hi Cassie, George Jr.

was so great.

What's the distance to the out scene?

Three minutes up to the

tights of the out scene.

- Roger that.

- Three minutes!

Who is it?

It's Captain Sanders

and Chaplain Davis.

Hi.

- Hi, is your mother home?

- Yeah.

- Where is she?

- In the bath.

Would you call her for us please?

What's wrong?

- Issy.

Come in.

You've reached Capt. Sam Cahill.

Please leave a message.

You've reached Capt. Sam Cahill.

Please leave a message.

Grace.

I didn't mean to wake you up.

I'm just driving off the car, Sam told

me I could borrow it whenever I wanted to.

The tail lights are all busted.

Some a**hole...

Look, I don't...

Just say it, you know what I mean?

He told me I could borrow the car

whenever I wanted, Grace.

You look at me with this pissed off look.

Sam is dead.

He crashed.

- What are we talking about?

- He's dead, Tommy.

Come in.

What, f***ing come in!

I just came here to drop off...

- Why didn't you call me?

- I've been trying to call you all night.

- Why didn't anybody call me!?

- We've all been trying Tommy.

Okay.

- How did let him go over there, Grace?

- Tommy!

For what now, huh!

Come inside.

Yeah, I just had to sit

down for a second.

He's with your mama now.

They're together.

Drink.

No.

Hey girls, are you ready?

In about just one minute.

- Why did you take your dress off?

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