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I never thought
I'd get through D-day.

Let alone the next phase
or the next phase.

I thought
I was going to get killed instantly.

I thought one of two things:

A quick death, eh, or..

I'd come through probably
without a scratch.

I think everybody had fear.

I think there's people
that can handle fear.

I think..

I think I was probably one of them.

I think I was just as..

Scared as anybody else
except I could think.

It's a feeling you
would not let yourself down,

And you would not let your comrades
or your unit down.

We all had fear..

But we all had training to know that..

You try to handle your fear

And work to accomplish

What you're supposed to be doing.

Hey, it looks like what's-his-name.

You know, from 1st platoon?

Our 1st platoon?

It sure does.

Blithe.

Hey, Blithe.

Blithe!

Thought that was you.

You alone?

You're the first familiar faces
I've seen.

I ain't surprised.

They dropped us
all over the peninsula.

We're been fighting with the
502nd since we hit the ground.

You?

Oh, I've been..

Trying to find easy.

Join the club.

Hey, fellas.

Well, look
who decided to show up, Floyd.

Hi there, Luz.

We thought
we'd never find you guys.

Hey, tab, get a load of this.
You like that?

Yeah, it's the real stuff, man.

Yeah, of course.

-You like this?
-Oh, nice.

That's a beauty, sarge.

My luger's gonna put you
all to shame when I get it.

How was your jump?

Ah, missed the dz.

Yeah, that goes without saying.

I guess so.

Got any souvenirs to trade?

Huh?

They're all tickin'.

Unlike their previous owners.

Got anything good?

Not yet.

Hey.

So, have we lost anybody?

Tommy Burgess took one in the face.

Popeye Wynn
got pinked in the behind.

But they're gonna be okay.

That's good.

You run into lieutenant Meehan
on your travels?

No, why?

Company HQ's still missing.

They think the plane went down.

They say he's gonna turn up.

Yeah, I ain't holding my breath.

Who's in command, then?

-Winters for now.
-Lieutenant Welsh is 1st platoon.

Let's go, 1st platoon!

Easy's moving out!

On your feet.

Stand up, let's go.

Listen up!

It'll be dark soon.

I want light and noise
discipline from here on.

No talking, no smoking.

And no playing grab-fanny
with the man in front of you, Luz.

So, where we headed to,
lieutenant, huh?

We're taking Carentan.

That sounds like fun.

It's the only place where armor
from Omaha and Utah beach

Can link up and head inland.

Until we take Carentan,
they're stuck on the sand.

General Taylor's
sending the whole division.

Remember, boys..

Give me three days
and three nights of hard fighting

and you will be relieved.

Lieutenant.

Lieutenant, I'll take point.

Corporal Hoobler will be lead scout.

Blithe, glad you could join us.

Thank you, sir.

1st platoon, fall in behind Fox Company.

You people from 2nd and 3rd platoon,
follow us.

Let's shake a leg.

Another thing to remember, boys..

Flies spread disease.

So, keep yours closed.

Don't wake jerry.

-Damn!
-What?

We lost "F" company, sir.

Again?

We lost "F" company.

Again?

Hey, Blithe, skinny, guess what?

Perconte, go back
and pass the word to hold up.

Yes, sir.

Hoobler, take Blithe,
go found "F" company.

Yes, sir.

Blithe.

Shit.

Did you send somebody?

Yeah, I got Hoobler and Blithe
out there now.

Why have we stopped?

This is about officers crapping
out on their training, Nix.

Come on,
let's get this show on the road.

Dang mosquitoes.

What is it?

Shh.

Flash.

Thunder.

I can hear y'all all the way
across the field.

You "F" company?

That's right.

Where y'all been?

Blithe, go back to the lieutenant.

Tell him we've found "F" company.

I'll figure out
where these yokels are at.

Hey, who y'all calling a yokel?

He's dead, private.

Did you find fox company?

Yes, sir.

I thought he..

I thought he had me.

-Fallschirmjager.
-Paratrooper?

Division thinks
there's a regiment of 'em

holding Carentan.
Well, there's one less to worry about.

Yeah.

That's edelweiss.

That only grows in the Alps
above the tree line,

which means he climbed up
there to get it.

It's supposed to be the mark
of a true soldier.

I want you take
the 1st straight up the middle,

hard and fast.
We have to move quickly.

I'll be right behind you
with 2nd and 3rd.

-Go!
-Let's go,1st, let's go.

Go, go, go!

In the ditch!

Incoming!

-Goddamn it!
-Where the fuck is everybody?!

Where did everybody go?!

I have no idea!

Let's go, easy!

Get those mgs moving, will ya!

Let's get them out of there.

They're in the open,
for Pete's sake!

Go, go!

Get going, buck.

Follow me, easy!

Move out!

Move out, men!

Go!

Move out, move out!

Get yourselves out of that ditch!

We have men
getting killed out there, Blithe!

Move!

Upstairs window, left.

Get yourselves out of those trenches!

Incoming!

That's an MG42.

There's one in the right upper win..

Medic!
Upper flank!

Oh, shit!

-Sniper..
-Take his lower left.

Ah, shit!

We need some covering fire,
ready, Luz?

Okay, I'm out.

Shit!

Guarnere, clear
that sector on the right!

With me!

You okay, Shifty?

We gotta take that warehouse!

Shifty!

Hammer those windows.

Tipper, take Liebgott,
start clearing these buildings.

Right.

Second two, go, go!

Houses on the right!

Smash.

Grenade.

Luz, come on, Luz.

Come on.

Close behind.

Shit!

They got us zeroed!

Spread it out, spread it out!

Go!

Get the hell out of there.

They got us zeroed!

Get out of there!
Go, go!

Get the hell out of the street!

Move, now.

Go, go, go!

Come on, let's get you out of here.

Come on, come on.

Move, move, move!

Get off the street!

Go, go!

Move, now!

Hey, buddy

You're okay, Lip.
Everything's right where it should be.

Come on, upsy-daisy.

Get Tipper up here with the bazooka.

Hello?

Anybody there?

Tipper!

Tip!

Tipper!

Answer me, tip!

Joe?

Looking good, tip.

Is that you?

Looking real good.
Come here, buddy, you gotta sit down.

Come here, come on.

Easy, easy.
There you go, there you go.

Ah, Jesus.

You hang in there, buddy.

Okay, we're gonna
get you fixed up.

Alright, okay.

Guys, you wanna
give me a hand here?

Come on.

Take the left flank!

Take the left flank!

In the name of the father
and of the son..

Hey, Malark.
You see what I'm seeing?

Is now and ever shall be,
world without end.

Amen.

Crazy fools, the Irish.

You should know.

Smokey, the window, let's go!

Ho.
Morning, sir.

What's your name, trooper?

Sergeant Farmsworth
from able company 501st.

I'm here and I'm supposed to tell you

that we got it clear from here all the way
to the north of them krauts, sir.

Well, tell your co 506 arrived in force

and secured all positions
south of you.

Yes, sir, I'll tell him.

Come on, bad boy, let's go!

-Lieutenant Winters.
-Yes, sir?

Is it safe to cross now?

What's that, sir?

Is it safe to cross?

We wanna move the wounded.

Ah, yes, sir.

Okay.

Come on,
let's get 'em out of here.

There she is.

You're lucky it was a ricochet.

You just caught a piece of it.

Stupid.

-What?
-Nothing.

-Walking wounded to the rear.
-Now, you gonna be able to stay off it?

-Doesn't look that way.
-Well, you gotta try, huh?

-What have we got planned, chief?
-Well, we expect a counterattack.

Carentan's as important
to them as it is to us.

Any idea when?
We're not waiting around to find out.

Battalion wants us to head
east toward high ground,

Set up a defensive position.

With all the flooded fields,

it's the only direction
they could approach from.

Yeah.

You gonna be alright?

Yeah.

Good.

What's wrong with Blithe?

Well, nothing, except he can't see.

He can't see?

So he says.

Blithe?

It's lieutenant Winters.

What happened?

I don't know, sir.

Things,

they just kinda went black on me.

You can't see?

Not a thing, sir.

I can't see a thing.

Well, you just take it easy, Blithe.

We're gonna get you out of here.

Get you back to England.

It's gonna be okay.

Sir.

I didn't wanna let anyone down.

Just take it easy.

It's okay, son.

Sir.

Yeah, what is it?

Thank you, sir.

I'm okay.

Yeah, I'm okay.

I'm okay.

I think I'm okay.

You can see?

God, I don't know what happened.

-I think, I think I'm okay.
-Alright.

Well, stay here a little while longer..

and make sure.

And, then you can report
back to your platoon.

Yes, sir.

Now, can we get that bandage on?

Yeah.

Berlin by Christmas.

That's how I see it.

Yeah, you're full of it.

Oh, god.

This kraut cheese tastes like..

it stinks.

-Bread's stale, too.
-Give me that.

Yes, sir, the way we came in town
today and took over,

you know, it don't seem like jerry's
got too much fight left in him.

Hey, more, don't get hit in the face

when jerry throws in the sponge,
alright?

You mark my words, mal,
Berlin by Christmas.

Enjoy it while it lasts.

We’ll be moving out, soon.

Out of town, lieutenant?

Already?

That's right.

Don't they know
we're just getting settled here?

Nice, groucho.

-What?
-Real smart.

You know, you're taking your life
in your own hands.

Ain't that right?

I told you, I didn't actually see it.

What, Speirs shooting the prisoners
or the sergeant in his own platoon?

-Sergeant?
-I didn't hear that one.

He shot one of his own guys?

Well, supposedly the guy was drunk
and refused to go on a patrol.

Who knows if it's true?

Well, I know a guy
who said an eyewitness

told him that Speirs hosed
those prisoners.

Why?
What for?

On D-day.

Speirs comes across this group
of kraut prisoners

digging a hole or some such.

Under guard and all.

He breaks out a pack of smokes,

passes them out.

He even gives 'em a light.

Then, all of a sudden,

he swings up his Thompson..

and he hoses 'em.

I mean, goddamn,
gives 'em smokes first?

Mmm, you see that's why
I don't believe he really did it.

Oh, you don't believe it?

I heard he didn't do it.

Oh, no, no, it was him alright.

But it was more than eight guys.

It was more like 20.

Hell of a shot.

All except one guy..

who he left alone.

Well, all I know, from what I heard,

he took that last 105
on D-day practically by himself.

Running through mg fire like a maniac.

Yeah, that I did see.

On his own? Yeah.

I don't care
if any of the other stuff's true.

Hey, Albert.
What do you think?

I don't know.

I'm gonna have to take everybody's
word for it.

I didn't see any of it.

Let's go,1st platoon,
weapons on me.

We're moving out.

Hey, take all your smokes.

On your feet, tactical column.

Flankers, up.

That means you, private Blithe.

Come on, Blithe, get up.

Hey, Luz?

-What?
-How far we going?

Oh, Jesus Christ, frank,
I don't know.

Until they tell us to stop.
High ground.

There's high ground up ahead.
Okay, genius, answer me this then:

why is Easy Company
the only company who's either at

the front of an advance or, like now,
exposed at the far edge of the line?

To keep you on your toes.

No, that's not what I'm saying.

I'm saying that
we're never in the middle.

And we're the fifth of nine companies
of this regiment.

"Able" through "item".

-Think of it.
-See there, you see that?

Incoming!

Contact right!

Get in the hedgerow!

See what I mean?

Left, bring it around!

Stay low!

Luz, get down here
with the radio now!

Ah!

What have they got to sing about?

Flash!

-Thunder.
-Catchy tune..

Ain't it?

Hey, lieutenant, what's the news?

Oh, same as it was this afternoon.

They're in their hedgerow,
we're in ours.

Spell me a minute, sir?

Are you gonna let Blithe
get some sack time?

My back teeth are floating.

Get back here asap, martin.

Count on me, sir.

Oh.

How you doing, Blithe?

I'm okay, sir.

What happened
at the aid station today?

Doc Roe,

he called it hysterical blindness.

No, thank you, sir.

You know what they said on basic:
dehydration's a soldier's worst enemy.

Yeah.

It's a game, Blithe.

That's all.

Hell, we're just moving
the ball forward

one yard at a time.

Nothing but a game.

-What is, sir?
-This.

The whole thing.

No.

Thank you, sir.

Just a game.

Harry?

S2 said the Germans only left
a company to defend Carentan.

Yeah.

-The rest pulled out sometime last night.
-I knew that town was too easy.

Yeah.

They regrouped south of town.

May have been
on their way to a counterattack

when we ran into 'em here.

Strength unknown.

They want the town back.

And we're in their way.

If they don't come before then,

we're attacking at first light 0530.

I'll tell the men to fix bayonets.

Not much of a limp.

I'll survive.

How is it?

Hurts.

War is hell.

Smith, wake up.

Come on, Smith.

Get up, it's your watch.

Smith.

It's your watch.
Easy, Smith, it's me, Talbert.

Smith, what the hell are you doing?

That's Talbert.

Goddamn.

Oh, gosh.

-Medic!
-I'm sorry, I didn't mean to.

He looked like a kraut.

I didn't know it was him.

-Yeah, I can breathe.
-Look at me, look at me.

-Can you breathe?
-Yeah, I can breathe!

I'm just gonna put some sulphur
on the wound, Floyd.

What the hell is that?

Sounds like it's coming from
3rd platoon.

You wanna get some sleep?

I don't think, I don't think I can.

Then go take a look.

Sarge.

Flash.

Thunder, thunder!

Lieutenant Speirs, sir.

Where are you going, private?

Check out the noise, sir.

I just came from there.

Everything's under control.

Yes, sir.

Got some nervous privates
in your company.

We do, sir.

Yeah, we do, I can vouch for that.

They just don't see how simple it is.

How simple what is, sir?

Just do what you have to do.

Like you did on D-day, sir?

Lieutenant.

Sir, when I landed on D-day,

I found myself in a ditch all by myself.

I fell asleep.

I think it was those air-sickness pills

they gave us.

When I woke up,
I didn't really try to find my unit..

to fight.

I just..

I just kinda stayed put.

What's your name, trooper?

Blithe, sir.

Albert Blithe.

You know
why you hid in that ditch, Blithe?

I was scared.

We're all scared.

You hid in that ditch
because you think there's still hope.

But, Blithe, the only hope
you have is to accept the fact

that you're already dead,

and the sooner you accept that,

the sooner you'll be able to function

as a soldier's supposed to function.

Without mercy, without compassion,

without remorse.

All war depends upon it.

Guys, got any smokes?

You want some of this candy shit?

No, I'm alright.
The outpost got ammo.

Here you go, guys.

No, we don't know what they've got.

We may be attacking a weaker force,
possibly more paratroopers.

And you know how they can be

fire and maneuver.

That's the name of the game,
fire and maneuver.

Dog and fox companies will be
on our left flank, moving with us.

Any questions?

Let's make 'em holler.

It's 9:30 in the evening back home.

Must be.

Mortar!

Incoming!

Down, down, down, down, down!

Get that O.P. here!

Tell 'em to hold, I'm checking the lines.

All easy stations, easy six.

Hold in position, over.

Go, lock and load!

Easy six, easy red six.

I've got mortars across my line.

No sign of infantry yet.

I'm pulling the o. p. in, over.

Right plus 15, charge three.

Range, 600.

Come on, move it, move it, hurry!

Watch for silhouettes on the horizon!

Keep low, go, go, go!

Perconte!

Get your men in order!

Stay low!

Pour it at 'em, Perconte.

To your left.

Keep going, keep going.

Keep it up!

I want fire superiority!

Guarnere, keep 'em pinned down.

Keep firing!

Sir, just reverse!

Cover the crest of that hill!

Where in the hell did they come from?

Holy shit, there goes our left flank.

Sir, dog and fox are pulling back.

What?

Who gave that order, goddamnit.

Keep firing, stay low!

Stay low, keep firing, Perconte.

Come on, Blithe!

Stand up!

Get up on your feet, soldier.

Get up, Blithe.

That's right, Blithe.

You can do it!

Fire your weapon, Blithe.

Hit those goddamn Germans, Blithe!

Keep firing!

Let 'em have it.

Keep firing!

Don't slack it off.

Let 'em have it, Blithe!

Pour it on 'em, Blithe!

Get some up there!

Move it!

Let's go, McGrath, on me.

Shift your fire right.

Down, down!

Come on!

You're gonna get me killed, lieutenant.

I knew you'd get me killed.

Don't fire till I tell you, McGrath.

I knew you were gonna get me killed.

-Hold your fire!
-No, that's too close!

Bitch, sonofabitch!

Medic!

Go now.

Now, fire, McGrath!

Fire!

Covering fire!

Keep firing south.

You hit a home run, huh?

Smith, I've been hit.

Just get me out of here!

Medic!

You okay?

Move it, move it!

Rounds complete!

Rounds complete!

Skip, more ammo!

Go, go!

On my way.

Medic!

Jesus, what was that?

Sherman's.

Well, hello 2nd armored.

That's right, you sorry asses.

Run!

Oh, you beautiful babies, you!

-Let's go!
-Pour it on 'em!

Let 'em have it, come on!

Check it out, Sherman's.

About damn time.

Come on!

Come on.

Come on.

Hey, buddy?

Hey, buddy, you okay?

Looks like you fellas
had a heck of a fight.

Move forward on the right flank.

We need to know what's in there.

I don't know who the hell to send.

Ask for volunteers.

I hate asking for volunteers.

Then pick them.

Need to take a look at that farmhouse.

Who wants to go?

I'll go.

Anybody else?

Martin, Dukeman,
you just volunteered.

Hubba-hubba.

I'll be lead.

Blithe's lead scout, move out.

Harry..

what exactly are you doing
with your reserve chute?

you been hauling that thing around
ever since we jumped?

gonna send it to kitty
when we get back to England.

silk.

figure it'll make a good wedding dress,
you know?

what with rationing and all.

jeez, Harry,
I never would have guessed.

-what?
-that I'm so sentimental?

no, that you think we're gonna
make it back to England.

okay.

here we go again.

covering fire, covering fire!

go, go!

Hang in there, Blithe.

Come on.
Keep moving down!

Medic!

Top window right!

Hang in there.

Medic!
We need a medic down here!

Cease fire, cease fire!

Take it easy, Blithe.
Take it easy.

Come on, duke, come on.

Move, move.
Coming through, give me room.

Outta my way.

I got it.

What happened?

Sniper.

Alright, Blithe, I got you.

Nice and easy, nice and easy.

They're pulling us off the front line.

Now?

To a field camp north of Utah beach.

Hot food.

And showers.

Then back to England.

Harry.

How's the leg?

Stiff.

Sore.

They want me to take it easy
for a few days.

Yeah, you should.

Talked to colonel Sink.

said he appreciated easy
holding the line.

Said general Taylor was pleased.

Well, that's why I came to France

To please general Taylor.

Hmm, yeah.

In grateful acknowledgement of the blood
shed in the service of your country,

it is my honor to present you

with the order of the purple heart.

thank you, sir.

How many's that make?

Two?

Three?

You have no shame.

Hey, I got one hole in my shoulder,
a second in my calf.

Then there's the boil on my shin
that had to be lanced.

And he only gets one.

This is great.

She fancied me, Alton.

Jesus Christ!

It's good to be alive!

Jesus Christ, that sure was close.

Nah, missed him by a mile.

Hey, Hoobler.

-Be quiet for the man.
-What?

"The night of the bayonet".

The night was filled with dark
and cold, when sergeant Talbert..

the story's told,
pulled on his poncho

and headed out, to check the lines
dressed like a kraut.

Why is everyone in such a hurry
to get back, huh?

Hospital food don't suit you?

We don't need you anymore,
Upon a trooper our hero came,

Fast asleep, he called his name.

Oh, Smith!

Get up, it's time,

To take your turn out on the line.

Do you guys have any idea
what he's talking about?

"The night of the bayonet".

Whatever that is.

..so very weary,

cracked an eye, all red and bleary,
grabbed his rifle, he did not tarry.

Hearing Floyd but seeing jerry.

Way to go, Smithy.

"It's me", cried tab,

"don't do it", and yet Smith charged,

Tout de suite, with bayonet

he lunged, he thrust, both high and low,
and skewered the boy from Kokomo.

I'm heading back to barracks.

-You Heffron?
-Yeah.

-Where you from?
-Who's asking?

You from Philadelphia?

South Philly, yeah.

Ah.

I could tell.

17th street.

Front Street.

Hey.
Come here, sit down.

Hey, you know a guy named
'Johnny Waylon'?

Yeah, I know Johnny.

Yeah, tar-head, yeah.

Since you weren't wounded
by the enemy,

and thus didn't qualify for a purple heart,
We're taken matters into our own hands.

Tab, this is for you.

That's right.

I could have shot
the kid a dozen times.

Yeah, right.

I just didn't think
we could spare a man.

Couple of announcements, men.

First, listen up.

The training exercise scheduled
for 2200 has been cancelled.

Oh, yeah.

Secondly..

all passes are hereby revoked.

We're heading back to France.

So, pack up all your gear.

We will not be returning
to England, boys.

Anyone who has not made out a will,
go to the supply office.

The trucks depart
for Membury at 0700.

As you were.

Hello?

-Hello?
-Oh.

Good morning, Miss Lamb.

Um, sorry to bother you so early.

That's alright.

Private..

Malarkey.
Come in.

Actually,
it's sergeant malarkey now, ma'am.

-I just got promoted.
-Oh, lovely.

I expect you'll be wanting
your laundry.

I heard the trucks rumbling
by all night.

I guess the yanks
must be on their way off again.

-Yes, ma'am.
-Looks like for good this time.

I'm sorry to hear that.

Eh, two shirts,
two pairs of trousers,

light starch.
Two bob and tuppence, please.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Would you, eh, like a cup of tea?

I've got the water boiling.

No, no, thank you.

I'm in a hell of a..
bit of a hurry but, eh, thank you anyway.

-Oh, um, private?
-Yes, ma'am.

Lieutenant Meehan's
one of yours, isn't he?

I hope he hasn't
forgotten his laundry.

I'll take it.

Thank you.

You, um, you couldn't be a dear

and help me with a few others,
could you?

Eh, let's see.

Sergeant Evans.

Private Moya.

Blowzer.

Gray.

Miller.

Owen.

Collins,

Elliot,

Blithe.