Heroes Don't Come Home

Synopsis: Deep in the woods of Maine, a broken promise made after the September 11th attacks forces two friends to confront the teenagers they were and the men they've become.
107 min


- Oh hey, look, desert.

And more desert.

The, 10 meters up on the right.

Here come left.

- Coming left.

- F***, there's another one!

Come right, come right!

- Almost lost one!

- Look, look, look,

look, look, look!

- Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,.


- Woo!


- I say they walk the plank.

They walk the plank.

- Walk the plank to the lake!

To the lake!



- Boom, boom!

Get him in the lake.

- Don't worry, I won't do it.

- Get him in there!

- Whoa!

- I win!


Come on, old man!

You're sleeping in

the cave tonight!

Come on

- Almost there.

Come on.

- Oh god.

- Oh, you crampin'

up them muscles?

- Not a god damn fish!

- Clearly.

What stroke was that?

- It's the black stroke,

you little bastard.


Get over here.

- Alright, alright, alright.

Too much suction,

too much suction!

Little Jack Johnson, huh?

That better?

- Yes.

- Yeah.

- Much better.

- I just didn't

realize it was a shared plan.

- I mean we've been

talking about it

for like a couple of months now.

Then we'll do the surgeries,

and then I'll do his pt.

- Sounds fantastic.

- Yeah, I mean you know,

we'll probably have

to start out small,

but eventually we want to

do professional athletes,

and police and

firefighters, you know?

- Well it sounds like

a solid plan to me,

Mr. 1,500.

- Ooh, that's Mr. 1,520, to you.

Tim got the 1,500.

- I have to measure 1,520.

- Hey.

Remember that time

you were jealous

'cause your sat score

was lower than mine?

- F*** you.

- Hey, I ever show you

guys a campfire bomb?

- No.

No, no thanks.

- One, two, three!

- Fire!

- Now I can roast

my marshmallow.

- Where you go?

- Ben!

- Tim!

- Where you at?

- I watched it fly right

into the world trade center.

And it was flying really low

and going incredibly fast.

I could hear the engine.

I've never seen

anything like this.

It just plants this side

of the building.

- Ben, what's up?

- Something's wrong,

I need to talk to Tim.

- What's going on?

- Turn on the TV.

You'll see there's been like

an accident, or something.

- Tim, can you come out

in the hallway please?

- What's up, man?

- Where's your dad today?

- Um, I don't know.

What's today?

- Today's Tuesday.

- He just flipped it so he

wouldn't miss any of my games.

So Tuesdays and Thursdays

he's in the city.


- Crashed into

the world trade center.

Apparently there is very

little information available,

but we do have Kelly

Bolicky on the phone

who saw the events unfold.

Kelly, can you hear me?

- Hey which, which

tower is that?

- Shock right

now, but I came out...

- Ben man, which one is that?

- And I heard this explosion.

Then people started...

- No!

- You okay right now...

- No!

- Mom! Mom!



Where are you?

- No, no, no, don't, don't.

- Hey, guys.

This just isn't supposed

to be the way it happens.

There's just so much

that I never got to...

When I tried going

down the stairs,

but there wasn't any stairs.

Tim, there's so much that

I never got to teach you.

That I never got to show you.

Know that I'm proud of you.

So proud of you.

Son, you'll make a

great man, one day.

Sweetheart, Annie, I'm so sorry.

- I can graduate

early, if I want.

At least, that's what

Ms. Henshaw said.


I'm up.

If I do that, I can

enlist by February.

- What about basketball?

And prom, and college?

- None of that

sh*t matters, man.

- Let's do it, man.

F*** this place.

- Wait, really?

- Yeah.

- What about your med school?

- I'll be a medic.

There's always gonna

be sick people, right?

They'll be here

when we get back.

We'll go in for a

couple of years!

Win the war!

- Kick some f***ing ass!

- Not like we're gonna miss

anything here, anyways.

- We're gonna miss

the apple festival.

- Dude, I don't

even like apples.

Hurt my teeth.

Hook shot!

Come on!

- Oh!

- Alrighty, you get it now.

Get that now.

Huh, you ticklish?

Yeah, yeah?

- Dinner!

- Shh, shh, shh.

You know what, you know what?

Here we go.


- Here you go, sweetie.

Got it?

Is that enough to start?

It's good.

Why don't you help

yourself to that?

- What's for dinner?

- It's called Whisky fish.

I ran out of white

wine, so I used Whisky.

It's good.

Try it.

It'll be good.

Take some rice.

What are you

thinkin' about, Ben?


What you thinkin' about?

- Nothin'.

- A-1 today.

- No, 7-16.

- Well, better than usual.

- Yeah.

- And how long do we

have to do that for?

- Tim, we haven't

seen her for four months.

I'm just asking for

one night of your time.

- I know, but can't

she come here?

- Why, what's the problem?

- Well, for starters, the whole

place smells like mothballs.

Mom, they're in her pantry.

- It is a little disgusting.

- They're in the refrigerator.

- They are not.

- Yes they are.

They roll around inside

the door when you open it.

I swear to...

What's wrong?

- It's okay, leave it.

Leave it.

- Yeah.

We both were.

- Infantry?

- Yeah, I was hoping

to be a medic.

- Okay, couple things.

We don't have medics.

Navy gives us corpsman.

Guys, you can do

anything you want.

You could be NBC specialists,

intelligence specialists,

helicopter pilots.

- No, the infantry

is what we want.

- Okay.

I'll work with you guys.

There's something

called a buddy program.

You'll both go to boot together,

that's all I can guarantee ya.

From there, your best

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