Kings Go Forth Page #4

but that's exactly what I did. I wept.

How did you guess that?

I did not guess.

I think Americans are ashamed

when they feel tenderness.

You know, my father once told me:

"Monique, you cannot judge a man

by what he says unless you see his face."

Your father was a very wise man.

Yes, he was...

...very wise indeed.

What'd she say?

She said that she loved

having the Americans here.

She wishes you very much good luck.

For me, it will be very bad luck

unless I go home now.

My mother will worry.

Think I could see you again?

I can get another pass next weekend.

I cannot see you again.

Cannot or you will not?

Will not.

I guess that wraps it up.

I like you, Sam.

I think you are a very good American.

But you won't see me again.

I won't see you again.

I don't usually press my luck,

but if you change your mind...

...around 8:
00 next Saturday night,

I'll be here.

Good-bye, Sam. And thank you again.

When we got back,

it was still the same old war.

It was funny. Some days we drank

champagne, courtesy of the French...

...and some days we ate dirt,

courtesy of the Germans.

Our objective that day was a ridge that

overlooked a valley held by the Germans.

The valley was only 5 kilometers

from the pass leading into Italy...

...but it was a very valuable

piece of real estate.

Intelligence figured the Jerries had

moved off the ridge, but couldn't be sure.

So it was our job to find out.

Sugar 3, this is Sugar 7.

Fire mission. Over.

You got 'em?

Sugar 3, this is Sugar 7.

Checkpoint 8.

Azimuth 4000.

Right 5-0. Drop 2-0.

Concrete bunker. Fire for effect.

Concrete bunker. Fire for effect. Over.

Here they come.

Duck!

Okay, that's it.

End of mission. Area covered. Out.

There goes our radio.

We'll have to wait for support.

Duck!

Then they started paying us back.

We couldn't move in any direction.

We were locked in.

They've got guns, too.

I figured we had five minutes to live,

give or take a little.

You're quite a guy, Harris.

Pretty fancy dancin'.

You like your stripes back,

I'll get 'em back for you.

Thanks.

Next time we're on a pass together,

I'll buy you a beer.

Thanks, Lieutenant.

It's nothing, Sergeant.

That night, we took over the bunker...

We started to zero in on the valley

with our howitzers.

We blasted them whenever we saw them.

But the thing is,

we almost never saw them.

Peek-a-boo.

I'm your new radio operator.

Anderson, Roy.

Hey, Britt.

You guys know each other?

Sure. We just about got our tails

blown off together, didn't we, Britt?

- Yeah.

- How's that?

We're in the same bunch of replacements.

Remember those guys who went

into the mine field and got blown to hell?

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