Men of Honor

Thirty six

hours ago, an American B-52 bomber...

crashed into

the Mediterranean Sea.

Moments before impact,

the bomber's crew...

jettisoned a 50-megaton

nuclear warhead.

The bomb, capable of leveling

a major city, has been lost at sea.

Underway at this hour is the greatest

naval search in human history.

What do you think, Sunday?

It should be you out there.

Why not? I'm the best

goddamn diver in the whole U.S. Navy.

Well, you ain't in

the Navy. You are a damn deserter.

Well, you ain't in

the Navy. You are a damn deserter.

AWOL, AWOL.

Twenty years ago, a man'd go

on a bender like that,

they'd pin a medal on his chest

and take him down town for a blow job.

Instead, you got your ass

kicked by a couple of Marines.

- On little sleep and in freezing water.

- Ornery son of a bitch.

-These unsung heroes of the deep

don unwieldy 250-pound suits.

-Friend of yours?

Well, it looks like Chief here

is a goddamn n*gger lover.

All right, asshole. Now you're gonna

start addressing me as Master Chief...

or I'm gonna snap your goddamn

wrist, do you read me?

You ain't a Master Chief

no more.

You triflin' me, motherfucker?

You triflin' me, motherfucker?

- Sorry, Master Chief!

- Thank you!

- Plumbing the most hostile,

unforgiving environment...

- Carl.

- is all in a day's work.

And yet, even as Navy ships--

Come on, Carl.

Turn off Daddy's radio

and get ready for school.

Whoa,John.

Come on there.

Get a hold,John.

Get a hold,John.

Come on. Come on.

Get up there,Jane.

Come on. Come on.

Good girl.

Whoa,John.

Come here,Jane.

Come here.

Best come in now.

I told Doc Maddox I'd be done

by Friday, and I will.

- Daddy, you actin' like--

- This was my farm?

No, son. No matter how hard I work,

I ain't ever gonna own this land.

I heard you and Mama talkin'.

You gonna lose the farm

if this wheat ain't in on time.

Doc Maddox is gonna bring in another

family, where the kids work too.

Ho!

My kids go to school.

Now, go on 'fore you're late.

I'm not going to school, Daddy.

Not today.

Not till this field is done.

This field ain't ever

gonna be done.

Daddy.

Today is Friday.

Come on, Tye.

Come on,Jill. There you go.

Come on.

Good boy, good girl.

There you go.

There you go.

- Make me a promise.

- Sir?

Don't end up like me.

All right.

We best get movin'.

Rain comin' in.

We best get movin'.

Ready Jane,John.

Get up there! Come on!

Stay low,John.

Get the hoe,John.

- Get the hoe! Come on. Get up there!

- Get that hoe.

- Get the hoe,John.

- Yeah, get that hoe,Jane.

Get that hoe,Jane.

Ha! Get that hoe,Jane!

Gee,Jane!

Rah! Get up there!

Rah! Getup there!

Come on!

Get up there! Ha!

Get up there! Ha!

Ha! Getup there!

Come on, Carl.

You'll miss the bus.

Ho! Ho!

Let's go, son.

Your father's waitin'on us.

U.S. Navy's

a big opportunity for a young man.

U.S. Navy's

a big opportunity for a young man.

You got the hot showers.

You got the three squares a day.

- And unlike the Army--

- All about the Navy.

It's right here in this book.

And this is mine. I can keep this.

They're just giving it to me.

- No fox holes in the Navy.

I wish I knew what I was gonna be.

Knowing you,

it's gonna be something big.

It don't stop there.

He ain't said one word

since we met the recruiter.

He's just real scared

for you.

Coloreds now.

First uniform is paid for by Uncle Sam.

- I love you, Mama.

- I love you.

You'll be all right, son.

You got a $75 pay check

just waiting for you.

Recruiter say first leave

come in September.

I wouldn't believe everything

that recruiter says.

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