Red Tails Page #3

survive basic combat.

A combat record which,

to this point...

We've done all of that.

To this point,

I don't believe your boys

have scored

a single aerial kill.

Because you have not assigned

us a single forward mission.

It's damn hard to

shoot down the enemy

the front lines.

As a matter of fact,

when will we be

assigned to

bomber escorts, Colonel?

There have been any number of

reports of poor discipline.

Which is in every newspaper

and magazine in the country.

We have enough

race troubles as it is

without these sons of b*tches in the

press throwing fuel on the fire.

How an unofficial assessment

of the Tuskegee program

made its way to

newspapers and magazines

may be worthy of

its own hearing, sir.

Colonel Tomlinson,

you've been supporting

this experiment

from the beginning,

but I'm afraid you're just gonna

have to suffer its failure.

We're given

hand-me-down planes.

Ordered to attack targets that

have already been bypassed.

Fly patrols where the enemy

hasn't been seen for months.

Now we've clone every lowdown,

dirty job you've handed us,

hoping that we would just

limp along and go away.

We will not go away.

We have a right to

fight for our country,

the same as

every other American.

So you shut us down,

or you let us fly.

Soldier boy

Oh, do you think about me,

soldier boy?

How could you ever...

What?

Don't give me that look.

What the hell were you

doing up there today?

Beating up on Hitler. Winning the war.

I got the train, didn't I?

I love you like a brother, Joe.

But you disobey

my orders again,

I'm gonna have to write you up.

For what?

For being right?

I told you those

guns were there.

You almost got yourself killed.

No, I followed protocol.

You went for the glory.

There's a difference.

Now you may not need me to get

you through this thing alive,

but Joker, Junior, the rest

of the squad just might.

Okay. You're right,

I'm wrong. I'm sorry.

What you in such a

hurry for anyway?

I saw a girl.

The most beautiful

I have ever seen.

Just can't let them

alone, can you?

No more than you can

let that bottle alone.

You got your way of getting

through the war, and I got mine.

I wonder what your

pops'd say to that.

We can just leave

him out of this.

He's got you in a pressure cooker, man.

Graduating college at 20,

Pushing yourself mighty

hard to please him.

Didn't I just say we can

leave him out of this?

All right.

Besides, I drink 'cause I got

to bunk with your crazy self.

You bunk with me 'cause I'm the

best pilot in the whole damn Army,

and you're just hoping

you're gonna learn something.

If I'm not mistaken,

I'm the flight leader,

which would make you

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