Faith of My Fathers Page #4

What is that?

Is that what they call

one of those ducktails?

You're an embarrassment to this institution,

and you will bilge out.

And I cannot wait to see that day.

I will not "bilge" out, sir.

You don't have what it takes.

You're just too arrogant and stupid

to recognize it.

547 out of 552.

I can't believe there are five students here

more ignorant than you are.

Report to Tecumseh Court, 2100 hours,

with your M1 for PT.

- Missing the dance, McCain?

- My choice, sir.

Wonderful night to be out

in the elements, sir.

All the way down, McCain.

My father was just a chief petty officer...

but I'd take him

over a lazy-ass captain any day.

You don't know anything about me

or my family, Witt.

Get the hell off me, McCain.

You don't know anything about me, Witt.

Let me hear it.

- Let me hear it!

- I don't know anything about you!

You're pathetic, McCain.

I can't believe you passed the physical

to get in here.

- You having fun?

- A ball.

As your brigade commander

and newly-elected class president...

I order you inside

for repast and entertainment.

- Are you sure?

- You questioning my authority, mister?

Give me 50. Now!

- What's for dessert?

- Lady Witt layer cake.

McCain.

Bucket.

Got it.

My back.

Easy, boy.

- Stop it! Mommy!

- Let's get her.

Settle down.

Ladies and gentlemen...

allow me to introduce

our honored guest tonight.

While we've been partaking in beverages

and Beef Wellington...

Midshipman McCain

has been touring the campus...

in search of a better understanding

of military etiquette and protocol.

It's this sense of dedication and willingness

to go beyond the call of duty...

that he is awarded the first dance tonight.

- May I have this dance?

- Yes, you may.

Your dress sweats?

The best I could do

under the circumstances, ma'am.

- Ma'am?

- Miss.

Do you always keep such a distance

between you and your partner?

Or is that a military thing, too?

- Willing to make the adjustment, miss.

- Carol.

Carol.

You, come.

Where?

Sam Johnson, Bill Lawrence...

Norris Overly, Jim...

Jim, Jimmy?

Try just the last names.

You have to know this.

If you get out,

you have to tell them who was left behind.

We all have to be accounted for.

Coffee. Coker. Day.

Dramesi. Denton. Dunn.

- How'd it go?

- Okay.

Same old questions?

They offered me amnesty.

What'd you tell them?

I told them I'd think about it.

The Code of Conduct says

we are released in chronological order.

- First captured, first to go home.

- I know what it says, Bud.

- What'd they want from you?

- The usual crap.

Did you make any propaganda statement,

or did you say anything you'd regret later?

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