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Get your hands
on your head!

I'll drop
the first man who moves.

Drop your weapons now!
Now!

Nobody move.
Don't even think about it.

Take 'em alive.

Drop the weapons!
Drop them! Drop them!

La dai. La dai!

Get your hands up.

Sergeant, get a medic
in here. This one's hit.

Doc, get up here!

All right, Taylor, Ruiz,
let's form a perimeter.

Got these turkeys
in our stockings.

Let's go on home
and have some Christmas.

Mmm. Oh, man.
That's good.

Just seems to taste
so much better now.

First beer back
in the world,

got to be good.

Hey, you think
it might have

something to do
with being alive?

Being done with
all that stuff?

I don't know, man.

I don't believe this.

Less than a week ago,
the VC had me imprisoned.

I mean, I thought
it was all over, man.

I had voices in my head,
telling me,

"Johnson, you ain't
gonna make it out."

Oh, you home, brother!

Gooks damn near
took me out right here!

Had 12 months
humping the boonies,

I don't get a scratch.

And then I get plugged
in the booty by some drunk

in my hooch.

Hey, hey, we're home now.

We're home.

To the guys still there.

And... to the ones we lost.

Amen.

So, uh, has anyone told you
how we're supposed to act?

Hey, don't need
no lessons about that.

Toledo better be ready.

Miss Mary too.

'Cause here I come:

180 pounds of
romping, stomping,

bebopping, romancing, dancing,
pure woman satisfaction!

I'll be putting
the big hurt on Miss Mary.

Hey, but, Don, don't
you feel kind of weird?

I mean, we've been fighting
for over a year now,

and they pull us back, send us
home and don't tell us nothing.

What do you
want them to tell you?

"It's all a dream!"

I want them
to tell me something.

I mean, what did they tell
the guys after World War II?

Uh, they told them something,
cause that was the real war.

They just came home on boats.

They had time to get
their heads together.

Get home, there's a parade, a
job, your girl waiting for you.

Vietnam's just pretend, Johnson.

They want us to forget about it.

I'm already trying.

Sure not going to
tell anybody I was there.

Well, I ain't ashamed
of nothing I did over there.

Can't say that I'm proud of it.

Come on.

Come on! Move.
Stop that!

Cut it out.

Gotta be careful about
past Christmases, Doc.

Right.
You'll get us all killed.

And we killed
five of them.

Just try to show
a little Christmas spirit.

Damn it.

Sarge,

he's bleeding again.

All right, then, doc.
You patch him up.

Just watch your wallet.
All right.

All right, sergeant.
We'll hold 'em up right here.

We got about two hours
before we got to hit that PZ.

Get security up.

All right, take five.
Let's go.

- All right.
- You heard him.

Security out,
15 yards.

I got it.

All right.

This is probably
gonna hold you

until we get back
to the base.

At least I'll try
to keep from...

letting your wound
get infected.

You don't understand
a word I'm saying, do you?

You don't carry a weapon?

I'm a medic.

You're still a soldier.

Do you not fight
because of conscience?

Dude knows
his politics, doc.

Spotted you right off.

Where'd you learn
English, slim?

Paris.

Paris, huh?

You a rich kid?

Your parents
send you there?

You know your politics too.

Yeah. I know we're both
boonie rats now.

And I'm poor and black.
What happened to you?

I wanted to close the gulf
between the classes.

You really believe
all that stuff?

Don't you believe in what
you are fighting for?

I believe in keeping
my buddies alive.

A man needs more than that.

That's a nice
thought, breeze.

But all that
commie stuff's a dream.

Most people just like
looking out for number one.

You're living proof
of that, Marcus.

But y'all kill people
who don't agree with you.

At least, they do
in Russia.

Seems to me you can't make
everyone think the same way.

It's not all that
simple, Danny.

I mean, they view all this as
just a stage in the revolution.

It's killing, doc.

For an idea.

You got to let people speak out.

You're a very naive young man.

What do you think the South
Vietnamese intelligence people

are going to do to me?

Well, now, if you
don't tell them

what they want to know,

I suppose you're in
for a world of hurt.

Your score was pretty good.

Tell you what,
last round's on me.

Then what do you say
we head over to San Francisco

and catch that
big bird home?

Home for Christmas.

I missed Hanukkah,

but I figure I'll find
something to celebrate.

Hey, hey, hey. You guys
just getting in too?

Well, welcome home.
I'm buying.

We ain't drinking.

Take your hands
off me.

Hey, I didn't mean
nothing by it.

You guys
are from 1st Cav.

That don't mean we can't
drink together.

Cavy ain't what this is about.

I hang with my
own kind now.

Got the picture?

Welcome home, Marvin.

Yeah.
Welcome home.

To the land
of the free,

where a man can associate
with who he wants.

There ain't no niggers
in the picture.

You son of a...

Cut him with the knife.

Do it!
Go ahead on!

No. I can't.
I'll do it, then.

No! No.

Just get the hell out
of here, both of you.

Now, just...
Just let it go, man.

We gotta get out of here
before the cops come.

Hey, everything's okay.
Everything's fine.

I could've killed him.

Me too.

Yeah. Me too, and
that's what scares me.

A guy coming back
from Nam should be

the last person in the world
to feel that way.

Let's get out of here.

I'm here with
Master Sergeant Marion Hannegan

from Iron City, Tennessee.

Sergeant is in charge of
the supply at Camp Barnett.

Looks like a lot
of Christmas spirit, sergeant.

Yes, ma'am. Gonna be
a real fine holiday for the men.

Where did these
presents come from?

All over.
VFW, American Legion.

Even church circles
and schoolkids in little towns.

We got letters to our
fighting men from college girls.

You can see that only a minority
of the folks back home

don't support what
we're doing over here.

I'd like to know
where I can get them letters.

Looks like we've got a group
of men back from a mission.

Where have you been, guys?

We been snatching
prisoners...

Missions are
classified, ma'am.

But we're all
real happy to be here.

Well, what do you men have
planned for the holidays?

How about you?
What's your name?

Come on.

Lieutenant Johnny McKay.

Uh, we adopted an orphanage
not too far from here,

and we're gonna feed the kids
some Christmas dinner

and give them
some presents.

That type of thing.

Probably these presents
right here. Huh, sergeant?

Yes, sir.

That's very sweet.

Yeah, we're sweet guys.

Make sure you tell
them that back home.

Well, why don't you?
What?

This is gonna be on television.

Who are you?

Um, Alberto Ruiz
from the Bronx.

He escaped
from the Bronx Zoo.

There anything you'd like
to say to the folks at home?

Um... say hello to my mom
and my dad and my sister.

And we love them.

Yeah. And if Marvin Johnson's
out there, we love him too.

Marvin Johnson.
Friend of ours just went home.

That's great.

Anything to say
about the lack of support

for the war in the U.S.?

How about you?
Who are you?

I'm Sergeant First Class
Zeke Anderson.

Boise, Idaho.

We need the support of the
American people to win this war.

Uh... we can't do it
without it.

Even if you don't...
agree with what they're doing,

the men who served here
deserve your respect.

Um... I mean, take
a little time. Talk to them.

Ain't gonna hurt you.

You might learn something.

And they would appreciate that.

And I want to wish
everybody a merry Christmas.

Thank you.

Knock, knock.

Come on in
if it's good news.

Go away if it's bad.

There's only one
kind of news over here, LT.

Hey. Merry Christmas.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

Happy Hanukkah.

Well, thank you.
Thank you very much.

So how's Jennifer?

Well, I got
a care package from her.

I got some homemade cake,
new socks, Hawaiian shirt.

And this book,
Sigmund Freud.

Interpretation of Dreams.

Well, now you're
gonna find out

what a sexual
pervert you are.

Well, that's old news.

Thank you. Very much.

Yeah, well, it's better
than that rot gut

you've been drinking
down at the team house.

Thank you.

Batteries included there.
Yeah?

It's really from
all the guys.

It's that time of year again.

How many Christmases
you spent overseas?

Oh, I don't know, LT.
I forgot them all.

Except for the first one.

I was in Europe.

I was in some
desolate hellhole

up by the East German border.

I was 18-years-old.

I was pulling guard duty
at some little old airstrip.

It was Christmas Eve. Phew.

I mean, I'm out there,
walking around,

guarding a few Piper Cubs,
you understand.

And I'm freezing my tail off.

All my buddies are out getting
drunk somewhere. I don't know.

I ain't got no family
anywhere in the world,

of course I'm feeling sorry
for myself.

And all of a sudden,

it occurred to me that...

I was doing what
a soldier ought to be doing.

Well, a soldier's
got to have a life too.

Yes, sir. That was my life.

I figured as long as I was
out there standing guard,

I was allowing somebody else
to enjoy their Christmas.

As long as I was out there,

they didn't have
anything to worry about.

Zeke Anderson, making
the world safe for democracy.

Me and a few other guys.

Yeah.

But I'll tell you
one thing, LT.

That was the first time
in my life

I ever felt like
I was doing anything important.

Guess I still do.

Susanna.

Oh, hi, Alberto.

What's the matter?
You look awf...

I mean, you look
great, but...

Shut up, Ruiz.

Merry Christmas.

Thank you.

They're beautiful.

Not bad for a combat zone.

Lot of casualties today?

Pretty light, actually.

I had my first
repeat today.

Repeat?

First case
I ever worked on.

About four months ago
he came in.

Nothing serious.
Just some shrapnel in his leg.

He's dead.

I'm sorry.

He was a farm boy
from Minnesota.

He was so grateful to us
when we patched him up

the first time.

We just couldn't
do it this time.

I mean, he had three bullets
in his chest,

and nothing was working
in there anymore.

We just...

Susanna, don't do this
to yourself.

I just don't get it.

I mean, he's lying there,

and he's gagging.

And his eyes are flying
all over the place.

He's just looking
for someone to fix him.

And no one could fix him.

Then he died. The doctors
just said, "We lost him."

We should never have
let him go back out there.

We should... We should
never have let him

go back out there.

I know it's hard.

But you can't take this
personal, Susanna.

This is a war.

People get messed up.

Nobody's asking for miracles.

I wanted...

I wanted to make
a miracle.

I wanted to reach into his chest
and make it work.

It's crazy, but I feel
like it's all my fault.

Fine, but then you
got to take credit

for all the other kids
that walked out of there alive.

He only had
six more days.

He was going home
after New Year's.

Marvin?

Marvin!
Dad!

Marvin!

Oh, boy! Hey, Mama!

Mama, it's Marvin!

Marvin's home!
Marvin!

Oh, God!
Mama!

Marvin! Marvin! Marvin!

Oh, Lord. I've been
counting the days.

Oh, you're the best thing
I've ever seen!

No, Mama. You're the best thing
I've ever seen.

Dad, I'm home.
Yeah.

I'm home.
I can't believe it.

I never thought a word
could sound so good.

I'm home, Dad.

I made it out of there,
Mama. I made it.

Just look at him.
Look at him.

All these medals
and your sergeant stripes.

Oh, a real war hero.

There are a lot of
war heroes over there, Ma.

I know. But only one
of them is our son.

Lord, you got skinny
without your mama's cooking.

Well, I was thinking about
that while I was over there.

And all the way home.

You just think about this:

a big old ham with honey
and pineapple glaze,

and cloves all over it.

Candied yams,
collard greens,

and my special cornbread.

Mama, you're
killing me now.

And for your funeral, I'm
serving sweet-potato pie.

I got to... I got to
fatten you up, boy.

Oh, Marvin! Marvin!

I'm so happy
to have you home.

Yeah, you done us
proud, son.

Welcome home.

I don't get you, Danny.

A while back,

you were about to drown
some fat chump in oil

for eating your cookies.

Now you want to
give them away to psychos.

I used to be one of
those psychos, Taylor.

It's Christmas, man.

Don't you want to give
anybody anything?

Yeah, I want to give
somebody something

once we get downtown.

I want to give my body
to a few ladies.

I'll have Sister Bernadette
light two candles for you.

No, no, no, doc. I don't
think that's going to get it.

I'll be out
in a minute.

You know, you're due
for a stay

in that psycho ward,
doc, before long.

You still messed up
about that gook major dying?

I'm messed up about
everybody dying.

You know that line,

"Every man's death
diminishes me

because I am involved
in mankind"?

It's by John Donne.

Yeah, well, I'm gonna
be done with you

if you keep quoting
that trash.

The man was NVA, doc.

Probably killed more Americans
than you can count.

And he was
our prisoner.

We are supposed to be
taking care of our POWs.

And those South
Vietnamese people

tortured him
until he died.

The VC tortured
me and Johnson

less than a week ago.

They're probably doing the same

to those flyboys
up north now.

I know that.

We're supposed to be
better than that.

I don't...
I don't know.

And you know what?
He seemed okay.

I mean, you know,
he was...

He was bright, intelligent.

That's what war
is all about.

Killing people you'd
probably get along with fine

if you met 'em
on the block.

What's eating you?

What's eating me?

It's Christmas,
and I'm in Vietnam.

What could possibly
be eating me, doc?

You're missing Johnson,
aren't you?

You know, I didn't...

I didn't know him
that long,

but...

I kind of
miss him, too.

I hate this stinking place.

So, you got
a 30-day leave

before you report
to your next duty station?

What if there ain't
no next duty station?

Uh-oh. What you saying?

I'm saying I'm done.

As soon as I register
for school,

they're going
to give me an early out.

Well, I thought the military
was going to be your career.

Well, I guess
I did too, Dad,

but it didn't seem
like enough.

Huh?

Well, the war is over
for you, Marvin.

And the military
is secure.

You got a roof
over your head,

food in your belly.

No doctor bills.

Yeah, and they can
send me back to Vietnam.

But, Dad,
that ain't the point.

I just want to do
something more.

Dad, I want to get
an education.

What are you
thinking about, son?

I don't know.
I want to learn things.

I might even
study government.

Now, I know you think
that's crazy,

but, Dad, there's a whole
world opening up out there

for the black man.

And I want to be
a part of that.

I'm going to enroll at
the University of Mississippi.

Ole Miss?

I'm going up there
right after New Year's.

Oh, son. Them crackers
is gonna eat you up.

See, Dad, that's
where you're wrong.

Ten years ago,

they'd have killed me

for trying to go there.

But things
are different now.

The government
has to protect me.

And, Dad, they're going
to give me $130 a month.

Well, what's wrong
with agricultural school?

Dad, I don't want
to be a farmer.

Oh, I see.

Farming's always
been good enough for me,

but it ain't good enough
for you no more, huh?

Of course it's
good enough for me.

I just want to do
other things.

I want to move ahead.

I thought you'd
feel glad for me.

I worry for you, son.

I worried for you
in Vietnam.

And I'm worried
for you back here.

Oh, well, look,
I got work to do.

I'll see you later.

Well, let me
help you now.

I ain't too good
to get my hands dirty.

No, no.
You stay right here.

You take it easy.

I'll sort this out
on my own.

That's a fair price
for a free present, sergeant.

Nothing like a little
Christmas spirit, boys,

to make the soul shine

as though it were
a new morning.

I do believe I hear
the poet in me stirring.

I say it's time for y'all

to be surrendering
your Christmas bonuses.

Excuse me, sergeant.

Specialist Percell.

Come to volunteer
for latrine duty?

A nice fire to warm the cockles
of your heart at Christmas time?

I came to pick up that stuff
for the kids at the orphanage.

And what stuff
would that be?

Those presents
that came in yesterday.

Lieutenant McKay talked
to you about them.

He's sending
a truck over in 10 minutes.

Don't recollect.

Come on, sarge.

We're throwing a party
for some orphans.

It's not like we want
anything for ourselves.

Your philanthropy's
touching, Ruiz,

but your truck stays empty.

Those heathen orphans probably
won't miss nothing anyway.

Come on, man. There was
enough stuff there for 20 teams.

I mean, what are you,
Scrooge or something?

They're kids, for God's sake!

You're about to give me
the hemorrhoidal flare-up, boy.

Those kids are just future VC!

I got nothing here anyway.

Then I guess
you don't mind

if we take a look
for ourselves, right?

You got serious trouble
staring you in the eye, son.

Now, why don't y'all
stop your fat-mouthing

and didi out of here

before I have you scrubbing
that defecatorium

with a toothbrush.

Do you soldiers read me?!

Ru. Uh, sergeant, sorry.
Our mistake.

Come on, Ru. I got
this one figured out.

Come on.
Better listen to the man, Ruiz.

Last day on the privy
almost put him around the bend.

Yeah,
get out of here.

Come on, sarge.
Play some cards.

Hey, my man.
What's happening?

What you going back
to Barnett for, blood?

Ain't nothing there.

Some of the guys are having
a Christmas party.

Well, we're having
a party here.

Beer ain't enough
for you,

we got something
more serious in the back.

I don't feel like getting
messed up, Williams.

I'll check y'all.

You ought to be checking
out on that Team Viking.

You're the only splib
left there anyway.

I been thinking
about that.

A lot of brothers
dying over here, Taylor.

It gets you to thinking it might
even be the reason for the war.

Less of us to deal with
back in the States.

They're killing us
back there too, man.

What you gonna do, brother?

Look, man, I don't know.

What am I supposed to do?

Start by taking yourself
off that line.

Just like that?

Refuse to go
back out there. I did.

Told them I quit.
Resigned from all that bull.

Then you start organizing.

Getting ready.

Getting ready
for what?

KP? Long Binh jail?

You don't know
what's happening, do you?

No, I don't know.
Why don't you tell me?

The storm is coming, Jim.

And if you ain't ready,

honky's gonna
take you down.

Now, I ain't gonna
let that happen.

A lot of brothers
feeling the same way.

I'll check you, man.

I can dig it, brother.

That beats me.
Not so fast, son.

Crowded cabin.
Jacks over treys.

Isn't that a great hand?
You're a lucky guy, sarge.

You're looking at
Long Binh jail.

The same place you may be going
on your way to Leavenworth.

Tell you something, sarge,
this khaki mafia stuff

is just getting
a little bit out of hand.

Sure is.

Hey, listen, doc's gonna
put them presents

in that truck out front
for us, okay?

Yeah, and then you're gonna
forget we stole them,

and we're gonna forget
you stole them,

not blow the whistle on any
of your little businesses here.

Does that sound fair, guys?

Sounds fair to me. Doc?

Oh, yeah. Eminently fair.

Well, there it is.

Let's load 'em up, boys.
Load 'em up.

Oh, now, you wipe that grimace
off your face, sarge.

We're gonna be leaving you
a little something.

We don't want you
to feel deprived, not you.

Not at Christmas.

I'll tell you what.
Know what's gonna cheer you up?

We're gonna sing us
a little "Jingle Bells."

What do you say?
You know the words. Okay?

And a-one and a-two.

"Jingle bells
Jingle bells"

"Jingle all the way"
Hey!

"Oh, what fun it is to ride
In a one-horse open sleigh"

Hey!

"Jingle bells, jingle bells"

"Jingle all the way"

I'm really glad
you came by, Debbie.

I was wondering if
I'd ever even see you again.

You wouldn't have called?

I don't know.

Guess I might have been
waiting to see what happened

with you and Jimmy.

Oh, go on.

Oh, that's
your husband.

The father
of your child.

He left me.

We're getting divorced.

I never liked him
as much as I liked you, Marvin.

Yeah, sure you did.
That's why you went with him.

You went away.

I was away at basic training
at Fort Polk for two months.

I needed
to be with somebody.

You always needed
to be with somebody.

Look, I'm sorry.
That's ancient history.

Water under the bridge.

Let's just be friends, okay?

I was hoping that we could be
more than just friends.

I still like you a lot.

Look, Debbie,
I just got home.

I need some time
to sort things out.

I mean, I got
a lot of big plans.

I heard about your plans.

You're going to be a big
college man on the GI Bill?

And what's the matter with that?

Why the hell
is everybody so against

me making something of myself?

Is this some kind of sin?

First my best buddy in Nam
comes down on me for it,

then my father
thinks I'm out of line.

Now you look at me
like I'm crazy or something.

It ain't no big thing.

It is a big thing, damn it.
This is my life.

I ain't gonna toss it away
just because some people are...

jealous of
what I'm trying to do.

That's what it is, isn't it?

Look, Debbie,
I don't mean to hurt nobody

about what I'm doing.

I just want to be somebody.

And not spend
the rest of my life...

regretting what I didn't do.

Well, I guess I'll be going.

Yeah.

Come on, sugar.

This is nice, huh?

Glad I let you
talk me into it.

Glad I could
talk you into something.

Get out of here!

She's tough, Ruiz.

Hot-blooded Latin women, Wills.

Drive a man crazy
even in his grave.

Nice of you to come
and bring your friends.

Nice of you all
to invite us.

Check it out.

You get that, Taylor.

Hey, LT, why don't we
run it over and barbecue it?

Look!

Beautiful.

Women and flowers, Wills.
Gets them every time.

Well, the lady likes flowers,
she gets flowers.

Hey, you don't
have to do that.

Oh, hey, it's Christmas.

Come on. Come on.
Get out of here, you big steak.

Hit the deck!

Get down! Get down!

Doc! Get out here!

Get down!
Take cover!

I know what you're thinking.
You just got to let it go.

Just let it go, okay?

Oh, man.

He's dead.

All right, doc.

Let's get him in the poncho
and on the truck.

Charlie's gonna be
real nearby.

Marcus, help us.

Get up, doc. Go!
Let's go, let's go!

Just let it go. Come on.
Just stay down.

Cover fire! Tree lines!

Stay low! Get out.

In the courtyard! Go!

Watch your back!

Somebody doesn't want us
celebrating Christmas, LT.

We got a couple of snipers.
Well, we can't stay here.

We got to go in after them.
McKay!

Yo!

Grab Ruiz and Percell

and fight them
on your nine o'clock.

Taylor! You stick
with sarge and me.

Go, go, go, go, go, go!

Now move out!

Now, hold my hand. Over here.

Let's sing a song.

Let's sing
a Christmas carol.

I think "Hark!
The Herald Angels Sing."

"Hark! The herald angels sing"

"Glory to the newborn king"

"Peace on earth
And mercy mild"

"God and sinners reconciled"

"Joyful all ye nations rise"

"Join the triumph
Of the skies"

"With angelic hosts
Proclaim"

"Christ is born in Bethlehem"

"Hark!
The herald angels sing"

"Glory to the newborn king"

Oh!

Thanks, Mama. That was the best
meal I've had in my entire life.

And it was the happiest one
I've ever had.

I got my boy back home.

Oh, yeah. I'll drink to that.

Yeah, I'll
drink to that too.

- Yeah.
- Yeah.

Hmm.

About time for me to bring out
the sweet-potato pie.

Wait.

Son, come in the kitchen
a second.

I been...

I been thinking about
you going up to Ole Miss.

And you still
got a problem with it.

You know, it can be pretty hard
when a son goes past his father.

Dad, nobody's gonna...

No, no, no, no,
hear me out.

You see, I know,

because I went past mine.

You never did
know your granddaddy.

But the way things were
beat him pretty bad.

Took away
his will to live.

I mean, the man
couldn't even hold a job.

And, um...

And I felt ashamed of him.

And I-I think
he felt ashamed

when I... When I
started working steady.

Dad, you did just fine by me
and always made me proud.

Yeah.

But you gonna do better.

And the...
more I think about it,

the better it makes me feel.

Son.

Ain't nobody
in this family

ever gone to college
before.

Dad...
No. No, no, no. Don't...

Don't say anything.

Come on.

Dad.

Now, it's because of you and Mom
that I made it.

I always felt
that I could count on you.

And I-I...
I couldn't have made it

without the values
that you gave me.

Son, you go on to college,

and you show them
what you're made of.

God bless you.

Sister.

We got them all.

This time.
This time?

I'm afraid
they'll be back.

They were laying for us.
They knew we were coming.

But how?

I'm so sorry, sister.

I think our friendship
brought this on you.

And if I hadn't
taken an interest,

and the unit hadn't
adopted the orphanage,

this never
would have happened.

They will make an example
out of us.

If not tomorrow,
next week.

But it'll come.

We'll help you move.
Don't you worry.

I just hope you can find it
in your heart to forgive me.

There is nothing to forgive.

This has all meant
a lot to me, you know.

I mean, most of
what we do over here,

take land and give it back,

it don't mean nothing.

But these kids,
they count.

Gave me something
to believe in, you know?

Believe in it, John McKay.

Now, you go tell the children
a Christmas story.

Me?

Make them smile.

And that's an order.

Yes, ma'am.

Okay, kids, come on.

Come on. I'm gonna tell
a Christmas story. Let's go.

Come on, everybody.
Gather round here. Let's go.

'Twas the night
before Christmas

When all through the house

Not a creature was stirring

Not even a mouse

The stockings were hung
by the chimney with care

In hopes that St. Nicholas...

You okay?

Not really.

If you had told me
a year ago

I'd be spending Christmas
like this...

Don't beat yourself up
about Wills, Susanna.

The VC killed him,
plain and simple.

It's a fact of life
over here.

But if I hadn't said something
about the flowers...

You wouldn't have said anything
about the flowers

if I hadn't invited you.

Maybe it's all my fault.

Don't, Alberto.

I know.

I'm just trying
to make you see...

I know.

I know.

It's just this place.

Everyone I touch
seems to end up in pieces.

Who's it gonna be next?

You?

Don't you see why I can't
get involved, Alberto?

I don't know if we can
be friends anymore.

I know all about
not wanting to get involved.

You know, it's funny,
because we all do it a little.

We talk about people
getting greased and zapped,

call burn cases
"crispy critters."

Never get too close
to the new guys.

You've got to
protect yourself.

From death? Yeah.

But you go too far,
you lose yourself.

Then you might as well
be dead.

What am I gonna do?

You're gonna
be my friend.

Let me be yours.

Hell, there's nothing more
I can give you.

And there's not much more
I want.

Merry Christmas,
Susanna.

Merry Christmas.

Staying alert, Ru?

Yes, sir.

Ho, ho, ho.

How's it look, sergeant?

Well, it's dark.

Yeah?

Well, I mean, I don't think
they're gonna be back tonight.

No.

It's Christmas. They wouldn't
do a thing like that.

All right, then, we'll
rotate some shifts and, uh...

get out of here
first thing in the morning.

You take the midnight-to-2?

LT, I think I'm gonna stay up
all night tonight.

I don't get many chances to...

To guard a bunch
of nuns and children.

Vietnam, the land
of new experience.

No, LT.

What the hell else
are we gonna be doing? Hmm?

Yeah. You could be
home with Jennifer.

I could be
looking after my father.

What do you think?

Do you suppose they're sleeping
any better knowing we're here?

No, sir. Probably worse.

Well, so much for that.

But I'm finally starting
to feel good about where I am.

Don't get me wrong, LT, I'd
rather be home with Jennifer,

but... I'm not.

I'm here.

And somehow, that's okay.

That sound weird to you?

No weirder than
most of the things you say.

LT, look at it like this.

I mean, here it is.
Christmas Eve, you know?

And, I mean, the kids
are in there singing,

Lieutenant McKay's in there
being Santa Claus,

and Ruiz there...

Ruiz just might
get himself a girlfriend.

Who knows?

I mean,
it's almost perfect.

And I got you.

I said almost perfect.

"Heavenly hosts"

"Sing Hallelujah"

"Christ the Savior"

"Is born"

VFW, American Legion,
church circles

and schoolkids
in little towns.

The guys.

We just got a group
that returned from a mission.

What are your plans
for the holidays, men?

Oh, uh...
What's your name?

Lieutenant Johnny McKay.

A bunch of the guys
adopted an orphanage

not too far from here,

and we're gonna, uh,

just take them
some Christmas gifts

and give them Christmas dinner,
that type of thing.

- That's very sweet.
- Yeah, we're sweet guys.

Who are you?
Talk to the lady, Ruiz.

Uh, Alberto Ruiz,
from the Bronx.

Anything you'd like to say
to the folks back home?

Um, say hello to my mom
and my dad and my sister.

And we love 'em.

Yeah, and if Marvin Johnson's
out there, we love him too.

Who?
Marvin Johnson.

Friend of ours,
just went home.

That's great.

Who are you?
What's your name?

Sergeant First Class
Zeke Anderson. Boise, Idaho.

The men who served over here
deserve your respect,

even if you don't agree
with what they've been doing.

So take a little time
and talk to them.

You might learn something.

And, uh...

they'd sure appreciate it.

And I wish you
a merry Christmas.

This is Kitty Ashton
at Camp Barnett,

near Saigon, South Vietnam,

Christmas 1968.

Marvin? Dessert, honey.

Yeah, coming, Mom.