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Hello, my G.I. friends! Good morning.

This is your regular morning broadcast

courtesy of the Chinese People's
Volunteer Army.

G.I. friends, this is the dawning

of the 1,020th day of the forgotten war.

What your politicians choose to call

a "police action",

a minor affair

which has already cost you more casualties

than your War of Independence.

G.I. friends, you want peace.

We want peace.

We, too, are young.

We, too, had to leave our homes
to fight on foreign soil.

Why?

Show your stubborn generals
haggling at Panmunjom

that you will no longer fight
for a line on a map.

Show them that you want peace

just as we want peace.

Lay down your arms

and we'll be glad

to lay down ours.

Lieutenant Clemons, sir?

Oh, Forstman. I've been expecting you.

Did you check with Battalion, sir?

Yes, I did.

Did you tell them about my 36 points?

They say you're one short.

Sir, Battalion has got a million guys
to worry about. I got only me.

Who's the most apt to make
a mistake, I ask you?

This is King Company.

Hey. Get off there.

According to my figures

and Fedderson checked it, right, Chuck?

-Yes, sir.
-Come on. Tell him.

Besides, sir, he's got a new car.

Is it paid for?

No, sir. It's my kid brother.

He's a Boy Scout.

He sent me a raffle ticket,
and I sent him a buck.

And he won, sir. A Cadillac convertible.

Yes, sir.

I mean, yes, sir!

Sir, it's the colonel.
He's coming to the phone.

Maybe that's the armistice.

Maybe those jokers
at Panmunjom wrapped it up.

Or Battalion's found your 36th point.

Not Battalion, Regiment.
That's Colonel Kern, direct.

Colonel Kern, direct.
That's gotta be it. The old peace-ola!

Lieutenant Clemons, sir.

Lieutenant, prepare to counterattack
Pork Chop if necessary.

You got that?

You understand, this is only an alert.

I understand, sir.

Yes, sir, my men are all in this area,
except my weapons platoon.

It's detached to Battalion.

Yes, sir, I understand. It's not definite.

Very good, sir.

We need two new squad leaders.

-Take care of it.
-Yes, sir.

Is it good news, sir?

If it ain't good news, sir,

I can give you the exact hour,
the minute, the second I got to Korea.

Count me out on this one, sir.

Forstman, I can tell you stories that
would bring bitter tears to your eyes.

Yeah, but, sir, Battalion can't add.

Sir, I consider the rotation system
a solemn contract

between the United States Army
and myself.

You're right. Sue 'em.

Lieutenant Ohashi, sir?
Sir, you're the executive officer.

I request permission to call Regiment.

Permission refused.

I wanna talk to the colonel.

Ever heard of channels?
You can't call Regiment.

Why not? They called us.

Get out of here, Forstman.
I just had my leave cancelled.

You're talking to a man in a black mood.
I'm liable to shoot you.

If that's the way it is, I want this
registered as a formal complaint.

I'll have it entered in the company records.

-Want a raisin?
-No, thanks, Lieutenant.

My mouth's full already. Cotton.

Why don't they get some heat in here?

Aren't you cold?

I'm from the Panhandle. That's cold.

Sometimes when we used
to talk down there

the words coming out of your mouth
would just freeze solid.

Had to drop 'em in a fryin' pan,
thaw 'em out,

find out what we were talkin' about.

King Company.

Yes, sir. One moment, sir.

Sir, it's Battalion. Colonel Davis.

Guess this is the business.

Maybe it's a reprieve,
or news from Panmunjom.

Yes, sir.

Pork Chop's been lost.

They were in the trenches
before anybody knew it.

Who goofed this time?

-Kreucheberg, get the men assembled.
-Yes, sir. Platoon sergeants!

Look, Waldorf, maybe nobody goofed.
These Chinese are good.

They never heard of rotation.

They're all old hands,
and they're tops at this night stuff.

And we've gotta counterattack 'em
at night?

That's right. No time for a reconnaissance.

We'll have to go by the book.

Don't ask me how we're gonna
read it in the dark.

Let's go. We gotta make it before daylight.

Payne, your radio will be
on Company frequency.

Coleman, you're on Battalion.

-You got your letter written?
-No. The papers say the war is over.

-Check that tailgate.
-All right.

Patrol leader, take an ammo check.

I know how you feel, Joe.

It's a rough one to cut your teeth on.

But you're a pro. You'll do all right.

-I had better do all right.
-Level with me.

Is Pork Chop worth all this?
A lousy, undefendable outpost?

Pork Chop has just cost one company.

It may cost another, us.
You telling me it's worth all that?

Look, Tsugi. Pork Chop is just
a chip in the big game at Panmunjom.

Every time the Reds win a chip here,
they raise the ante there.

I guess we gotta convince 'em
we're not about to give up any more chips.

That answer your question?

Hey, McKinley,
got your Saint Christopher medal?

Yeah. You got your picture
of General MacArthur?

Right here.

What color is that car, Forstman?

What color?

Man, it's a Cadillac.

Keep that sight covered, soldier.

What do you know about this guy?

Somebody said he's regular army.

That tells me a lot. Does he know anything?

Probably just enough to bury you
according to regulations.

Anyway, we'll soon find out.

How you deploy your company,
I'll leave up to you.

X ray, yoke.

Fox, able.

Mike, oboe.

Charlie, dog.

The trenches will be tougher
than the climb up.

I'll keep the third platoon in reserve
until we get up there.

I'll start with the first platoon on the left

and the second platoon on the right.

This concertina wire.

It's gonna be pretty tough
to get through in the dark.

No. Report has it it's been
pretty well flattened by artillery.

I'd suggest you set up your aid station
right here in this chow bunker.

We'll try to evacuate the casualties
down this access road.

Don't forget your radio. Keep me informed.
That's what it's for.

I can't help you if I don't know
where you are and what you're doing.

We won't forget, sir.

And remember this,

you've got 135 men

all of them thinking
of the peace talks at Panmunjom.

It's a cinch they won't want to die
in what may be the last battle.

So when you hit the line of departure,
deploy fast and get up there fast.

Lead them, push them. I don't care
what you do, but don't let them stop.

Your only chance is to get
into these trenches before daylight.

What about this flank? I haven't
got enough men to protect it.

This is Love Company's assignment.

They should be in position
when you get there.

As to artillery preparation

we've been keeping fire
on this hill right along.

When you're ready, call me,
and I'll have it lifted.

Yes, sir.

Anything else, sir?

No, I don't think so. Good luck.

Sure got a great sense of humor here.
Why ain't somebody laughin'?

Tsugi, stick with the first platoon.
I'll stay with the second.

Sir? Love Company's having a bad time.

Blue Six. Over.

Okay, reorganize if you have to,
but get back up there.

King Company's depending on you. Out.

Love Company has got off
on the wrong foot.

Somehow they got the idea
they're reinforcing

instead of heading into a fight.

Well, Clemons knows where he's headed.

I feel like a pack horse in all this gear.

This bulletproof corset.

-Brother, you'll learn to love it.
-Yeah.

Fine way to spend my birthday.

-Many happy returns of the day!
-Yeah, congratulations.

Thanks.

-Battalion. Colonel Davis.
-Yes, sir.

Hello, Blue, this is King.
Put your Six on. Over.

Colonel Davis, sir.

Sir, request fires be lifted. Over.

Yes, sir. Out.

No Chink fire yet? No Chink fire yet?

No, not yet.

Good evening. King Company, isn't it?

Nice to meet you, King Company.

Come on.

You're coming to visit us in our new home.

Care to hear what happened
to the previous tenants,

Easy Company?

There were 96 men in Easy Company.

Now, as near as we can tell, 31 are dead,

34 wounded,

22 captured

and 9 unaccounted for.

A company wiped out for a political whim

to please chair-bound politicians
sitting fat and smug

thousands of miles away.

Men of King Company,

you must know that this isn't your fight

but if you insist upon coming, okay, then,

welcome to the meat grinder.

We'll even play a little tune for you

in honor of your dead,

past, present

and future.

-Franklin, what's the matter?
-Let go of me!

-Are you hurt?
-Yeah. Beat it!

-You twisted your ankle?
-Yeah, I twisted it bad. Beat it!

Maybe I better stay with you, huh?

Scram!

-Get up.
-Sir, I'm hurt.

-I twisted my ankle.
-Get up.

What's your name?

I said, "What's your name?"

Franklin, sir.

Get out of there and stick close to me.

Come on.

Here it comes.

Move! Keep moving!

I thought they said it was knocked flat!

Set it up there.

The men are not firing.
Make 'em use their weapons.

Go on! Over me!

Battalion!

King, Six! Douse those lights!

You wanna murder us?
Turn off those damn lights!

-Give me your cutters!
-Here, sir.

Find Kuzmick. Tell him
to feed his men through here.

Get up.

This will cost you ten years
in Leavenworth. Now get up!

You've got a rifle. Use it.

And don't get any funny ideas.
Stay up even with me.

Roger. Out.

Sir, the searchlight guys just apologized.

They got us mixed up with some other hill.

That's great.

Soldier, where's your rifle?

-I don't know.
-Pick up one!

Sir.

Lieutenant Cook sent me over as a runner.

Our platoon radio
was knocked out by a shell.

Out, huh?

Tell Lieutenant Cook I think
he's bearing too far to the right.

-Leave that flank to Love Company.
-Yes, sir.

Lieutenant Ohashi isn't near
the first platoon radio.

They can't find him.

You!

You, without a rifle!

Come here!

Come on.

-I don't know what happened
-Get down.

-What's your name?
-Private Velie, sir.

Velie, you're a runner.
Find Lieutenant Ohashi.

You'll find him over there somewhere
with the first platoon.

Tell him when he hits
the first trench to pinch in this way.

That'll be to his right. Repeat it back to me.

Lt. Ohashi, when he reaches the first trench

to pinch in this way, to his right.

And report back to me.
You'll find me with Lieutenant Cook.

And report back to you.
You'll be with Lieutenant Cook.

Go.

-Sir?
-Hold it.

Come on! Hurry it up down there!

This sure is mountain goat country!

When I get home,
I'm gonna live in an elevator

riding up and down, up and down!

Sir, can I give you this message
from Lieutenant Clemons?

Sir, Lieutenant Clemons said when you
reach the top where the first trench is

pinch in this way, to your right.

Sir, Lieutenant Clemons says...

Bugle! Chinese! Up on the ridge!

I thought Love Company
was supposed to handle the ridge.

That's sure not Love Company.

Hold it!

We're flanked!
There's millions of Chinese up there!

We're flanked!
We better pull back from here!

Hold everything.

Payne, see if you can
get me Ohashi this time.

-How many men have you got left?
-I don't know.

-Where's Love Company?
-Don't pull back.

Why don't you get
the third platoon up here?

Cook, stop 'em!

-Flank's wide open!
-Get down!

Here he is, sir.

Tsugi, we're flanked. I need help from you.

Can't you hear me?

Sure, I hear you.
Didn't that runner get to you?

We had 25 percent casualties then
and more now.

Can't spare a single man over here.
Not without losing all we've gained.

What about the third platoon?

If I use it before I even hit the trenches,
what happens then?

We might lose the whole company.

It's a cheaper gamble now

but be ready to haul out
in case we cave in here.

Hold it, Tsugi.

Round up a squad.
Take both machine guns.

Set one up to hold that ridge.

Hustle the other one to the trench under it.
You may be able to block 'em.

Love Company couldn't lick 'em.
How can I do it with a lousy squad?

Do it. Ask me how later. Go on.

Are you still there, Tsugi?
Pinch in as fast as you can.

We're trying to hold this flank with
one squad and advancing with the rest.

I'll meet you at the C.P., I hope. Out.

Kuzmick, let's go.

Rocket launchers,
flamethrowers and ammo.

Rocket launchers,
flamethrowers and ammo.

Get ready, Sergeant.
We're gonna rush the trench.

What about the flank, Lieutenant?

It's taken care of.

Let's go. We'll all be safer in the trench.

Move, Sergeant.

Move! Okay, move!

Let's go! Keep moving! Ahead of me!

He's your squad leader, isn't he?
You take over the squad.

I don't know where
the squad is except this guy.

-Can you make it to the rear?
-If I can see.

Franklin, help him over the wall.

Sir, Lieutenant Cook thinks he sees
Love Company coming.

If he does, that'll be
the eighth wonder of the world.

Hold everything, Franklin.

-Jurgens?
-Yes, sir.

He can make it by himself.

-Keep an eye on that man.
-Right, sir.

After you, soldier.

The way things are going,
I won't have to watch you long.

Hey, you! This way!

Who you staring at?

I'm staring at you.
Who do you think I'm staring at?

What for?

'Cause I got a special interest
in everything you do.

-You think they've quit trying here?
-Maybe.

Haven't seen a live Chinese
for at least five minutes.

Your runner told me
you saw Love Company.

I thought I did, but that was a while ago.
Since then, not a hair.

-Get me Battalion.
-Yes, sir.

-How many men you got left?
-One gunner here.

Team on the gun below.

About one-half of a rifle squad.

Leave that gunner where he is
and move in with the rest.

You did a good job, Cook.

Thanks. Just send the bill
to Love Company.

Colonel Davis, sir.

Both platoons have reached the position,
but there are a dozen trenches.

We've got a foothold in only two.

Yeah, I've got it.

What about the second platoon?

With both platoons
pinching toward each other

shouldn't you have taken
the C.P. bunker by now?

Maybe we should, but we've been
getting heavy pressure

from that right flank
you said not to worry about.

Where are you now?

Okay. You can hold that flank, can't you?

No, I'm not sure we can hold it.

We can't do Love Company's job
with only one machine gun.

Yes, sir.

Very well, sir.

Private Velie, reporting back, sir.

Lt. Ohashi said...

-Lt. Ohashi said...
-Said what?

Sir, I can't remember. I had a kind of

an experience back there,
and now I can't remember.

I know about the casualties.
What about the rest?

-Well...
-His weapons?

Flamethrowers and stuff.
They didn't get up to him.

Yes, sir, that's right. How did you know?

Same thing over here.

You better get that taken care of.

There's an aid station
setting up at the chow bunker.

Yes, sir.

Sir, don't you need me
as a runner anymore?

We'll make out all right.

Yes, sir.

Come on! Come on!

Brought a few late guests to the party.

We're glad you dropped in.

Make that casualty report 40 percent.

It's murder over there.

You clear out a bunker
and try to move ahead

and they filter in behind you.

It's been the same kind of murder with us.

Better bring up the third platoon.
We're stretched mighty thin.

Why push your luck?
Let me go down and get 'em.

Not yet. We've got to have
something in reserve.

Chinese love this eyeball-to-eyeball stuff.

This fight hasn't even begun.

And we're damn near finished.

No sense saving the third platoon
just to bury us.

Had your iron today?

Okay, I'll shut up.

I just hope your hunch is better than mine.

That makes two of us.

If you run into any more stragglers,
push 'em up towards the C.P. bunker.

So I'm back to squad leader now.

Things are tough all over.

-Here we go again.
-Sir?

Look. There. Coming through the wire.

Looks like Love Company, sir.

Shall I call Battalion with the good news?

Not yet.

-Marshall, Love Company.
-Where have you been?

-We haven't been picking daisies.
-You left my flank wide open.

Who's responsible for that?
Where's Crittenden?

He's in command, isn't he?

He was. And then Bechtel, and now it's me.

You better be damn glad we got here at all.

Where's the rest of them?

What rest of them?

How many left?

Twelve.

There were 42 in my platoon alone
when we started.

Now there's 12 men left
out of the whole company.

Put your men to work.

-Now you can notify Battalion.
-Yes, sir.

Tell 'em that Love Company has arrived.

On position.

Ten men. Still full of fight.

Thanks.

Blue, this is King. Over.

How is it, Saxon?

How do you like this, sir? Isn't this great?

I lugged this damn bulletproof vest,
and they blow my foot off.

Excuse me, Lieutenant.

Hurry up, you guys. It hurts!

What's that?

Chinese.

Chickens.

You know, back home in the Panhandle,

Ma had an old clubfooted hen one time.

She fed her sawdust by mistake.

She laid twelve eggs.

Eleven of those chickens had wooden legs

and the twelfth was a woodpecker.

What caused that? The cold?

Olds, cover 'em!

We'll have the C.P. for you
in no time, Lieutenant.

Holy cow!

Oh, brother, am I ever glad to see you.

Hey, guys, come on out. The war is over.

-Joe Clemons.
-Hello, Tom.

Mother Kuzmick!

I thought we were goners.

You're the last person
that I expected to see.

Is there anybody
up in those other bunkers?

-We don't know.
-We don't know nothing.

This is like Christmas.

-Anybody got a cigarette?
-Here. Look at that, boy.

-Have a cigar.
-Coleman, you're smiling.

I must be cracking up!

Come on. That's enough. Don't drink it all.

Spread out!

You okay?

Okay?

Yeah, I guess so.

-Anybody left in there?
-I don't know, sir.

All you men, down here. On the double.

-Get more men, Corporal.
-Right, sir.

Those shells were ours.

Yeah, sure. I could hear 'em coming in.
Those were our damn shells!

-He's right!
-I heard 'em too!

All right! Now let's get with it!

There may be some men in the C.P.
Let's dig 'em out.

That goes for you too, Bowen. Let's go.

What's the use? We'll only get murdered
by our own lousy artillery!

What was that?

Everybody knows them shells
were our shells!

-How does everybody know that?
-Because I heard 'em coming in!

I could hear 'em coming in from over there.

I've had it!

I'm not staying here
and getting killed from both sides!

-I think he's right.
-He's right.

-I heard 'em coming too.
-Sure, you heard 'em. So did I.

Anybody ever tell you
that the enemy holds Old Baldy?

That's where those shells came from.

-Can you prove that?
-Can you prove that they didn't?

Our artillery is plastering the far slope

to keep more Chinese from getting up here.

Let's break this up. Clean up the bunker.

Come on, boys. Move out.

Bowen, you want me
to draw you a picture? Come on!

Sir, that last shell got her,
but she sure saved my life.

That makes you a runner. Tsugi.

Runner. And me the electronic type.

You were the electronic type.

Okay, now you can bring up
the third platoon.

Careful. I might keep right on going.

If I had my bag packed, I'd go with you.

Battalion's trying to get through.

-What are they saying?
-Chinese are jamming.

-You made it just in time, sir.
-How's it going?

There are a lot of casualties, sir,
and more coming down every minute.

How is it up on the hill?

The old man just took the Korea Hilton.

Unless those ammo bearers get up here,
he won't hold it long.

-Sir, good luck.
-Thanks.

Hello, Tsugi.

Come on in. Sign the register.

Waldorf, get one squad
up ahead to give us security.

Spread the rest of your men
along this trench.

Yes, sir.

How was it? Rough?

Not too bad. Lost six men
coming up here from the chow bunker.

Isn't that a great situation?

Not too bad when you lose only six men.

How's it been going up here?

Men have done everything
I've asked them to do.

I'm not sure I've asked them to do
the right thing at the right time.

"Tsugi" scares me.

-Always means something's coming.
-Have some raisins.

Okay, I'm bribed.

We're getting no place.
Every trench is a separate dogfight.

As long as the Reds hold the crest
of the hill, they're in charge.

We have to take that high ground,
and we have to do it in one jump.

The old "over the top" stuff?

-With who?
-The third platoon.

The others are too exhausted.

Bayonets.

Right out of the Stone Age.

Where's all this "push-button warfare"
we've been hearing about?

We're the push buttons.

Well, Lieutenant Waldorf's a little
too green to lead a bayonet charge.

And, anyway, it is my old platoon.

You know, my ancestors were
pretty good at this banzai business.

What do you know?

A real, live volunteer.

I never volunteer.

Let's just say I accept your kind offer.

We'll try to make it a coordinated attack.

While you go over the crest of the hill

I'll push through the trenches
with every man I can find.

You know, you may become
a historical figure,

the last man ever to lead a bayonet charge.

Yeah, I'll tell my grandchildren about it

if I live to have any.

Come on!

Down!

Let's go. Come on!

Can you speak louder?
The shelling's very heavy here. Over.

It's no picnic here either, sir.

I say we've taken the crest of the hill
and the whole trench system.

But there are still plenty of Chinese around.

Repeat my request for food, water,
medical supplies and ammo. Over.

Here. Show 'em this, sir.

Blue Six, this is King.

Can you hear me? Over.

What'd he say, sir?

He's taken the hill. That's all I could hear.

King Six, can you hear me? Over.

Nothin' but a lot of noise.
Try 'em again later.

Yes, sir.

That's what they look like alive?

That's what I've been afraid of?

Men of King Company, congratulations.

You hold the whole hill now

and your tactics and bravery
deserve our deepest respect.

However, I must point out a simple truth,

the more ground you take,
the more you have to try to defend.

Look around.

Is the man behind you a G.I.

or a Chinese?

Hard to fight and look over
your shoulder at the same time,

isn't it?

You'll excuse me.
You and Kissel, back to your positions.

Soldier, you take 'em to the rear.
Then report to the aid station.

Olds.

Payne, I want you to find
Lieutenant Waldorf.

Tell him from now on he can expect
shellings at regular intervals.

Counterattacks in between.

Tell him to keep his men in the bunkers

and that every man should have
an assigned defensive position

that he can get to in a hurry.

-Have you got it?
-Yes, sir.

All right, head for the bunkers.

-You first. I need that radio.
-With pleasure, sir.

You pass the word along.

Hi, Sam.

-Have some?
-I'm not hungry.

Awfully good beans.
You ought to have some.

You'll probably be eatin' chop suey soon.

My name's not Sam.

Look out!

Comin' through!

Who invited you guys here anyway?

Don't you know there's
a vital part of me exposed?

I've been invited to nicer places.

Come on, Chuck. It's letting up.
Let's get out of here.

Let's find a place
where we can get a warmer welcome.

Yeah, and a thicker roof.

Come on, will ya?

Come on, clumsy. What do you want
me to do, carry you up the hill?

-You are fairly funny today.
-Okay.

Well, come on, will ya?

Chuck!

I'm sorry, Chuck.

Come on.

-Let go of me, will ya?
-I said come on.

I'm not gonna leave him. He's my buddy.

I can't leave him there, sir. I'm going back.

There's no use trying to figure it out.

You just have to keep on going.

Now that shelling has stopped,
they'll probably rush us.

You pass the word along.

Everybody out of the bunkers.

Come on. Go!

I told you to hurry up, didn't I?

Hey, Corporal, where's your C.O.?

Just turn left.

Get up there fast.

Keep your eyes open.
They can pop up from anywhere.

Hey, Lieutenant. What's the situation here?

Walt.

-What the devil are you doing here?
-Looking for you.

My God. I thought you were
guarding prisoners on some island.

Yeah, I was. But I'm
commanding George Company now.

Whitey, contact the platoon leaders.

Tell 'em to meet me at... What's your C.P.?

-Korea Hilton.
-Yes, sir.

We're all strung out. We ran into
some heavy shelling down there.

Hey, what's goin' on here?

I've had about 40 casualties
since I came up this hill.

The order I got is we were
to help you out with some mop-up.

Mop-up? They must be crazy.

We're hangin' on here by our teeth.

You better feed your men
in up here. We need 'em.

Sergeant, move your squad right up here.

Watch out for snipers.

Don't get trigger-happy.
I've got men up there.

Boy, am I glad to see a radio.

What's the news from Panmunjom?

-They are still at it.
-I'll be damned.

Who lives upstairs?

You bring us any supplies?

Nobody said you needed any.

Will you try to get me Battalion?
They think we can live on air.

Yes, sir. Blue, this is George. Over.

We're even short on ammo.
Can you spare any?

I can let you have some.
How many men you got?

I'm not sure.

I think I've got about 35.

-You lost over 100 men?
-I told you, this is no mop-up.

There's about ten from Love Company.

There's a few odds and ends and that's it.

-Can't you make that thing work?
-The Reds are jamming, sir.

-Try your emergency frequency.
-Yes, sir.

Blue, this is George. Over.

-They're on this one too, sir.
-Well, try the other one again.

-Yes, sir.
-Here. Let me have it.

-Well, just keep tryin'.
-Yes, sir.

When this shelling stops,

you and your outfit

you take over this whole right sector.

You'll have to get up there fast.
They won't give you much time.

I just flat don't get it.
At the rear they think this fight's won.

-This hill worth it?
-I wondered when you'd ask me that.

Worth what? It hasn't much military value.

Doubt if any American would
give you a dollar for it.

Probably no Chinese would
give you two bits.

The value's changed, somehow, sometime.

Maybe when the first man died.

Oh, hell, Walt. I don't know how to say it.

I'm weary.

Well, it's hardly beautiful,
but maybe it grows on you.

-Here.
-No, you're gonna need that.

Well, don't, damn it.

-I'm too thirsty to be noble.
-What do you hear from Cecil?

She's fine. She just spent
a week with your mother.

Take this back before I drain it.

I wrote to her you were safe on that island

and now you go and cross me up.

Sounds like old home week, sir.

My brother-in-law.

Okay. You stay here. Keep trying.

-Find me if you get 'em.
-Yes, sir.

Blue, this is George. Over.

Sergeant. We'll take over the right sector.
I'll show you your position.

-Lieutenant.
-Hi.

Gave up trying to reach you on radio.
Got a message from Colonel Davis.

-Oh, well, he can't mean this.
-He means it, all right.

I think the order originated
in Regiment, maybe Division.

You're to withdraw your company at 1500.

That's just three hours from now.

Well, they must be sending up
another company to take our place.

I don't think so.

From your messages, they seem to think
the show's over up here.

Well, I don't get it. Every time
I could get through this jamming

I've been asking for ammo, flamethrowers,

medical supplies, water,
plasma, litters, more radios.

Does that sound
like the show's over up here?

You take this message back.

Tell them I don't think the crisis here
is appreciated by Battalion or Regiment.

Tell them I have very few men left,
and they're all exhausted.

Tell them Lieutenant Russell has
only 55 men who are still able to fight.

When they go out it is not reasonable
to expect that we can hold the hill.

I'll admit it doesn't seem
much like a mop-up to me, but...

Well, good luck.

Congratulations.

In three hours you'll be
off to that dream world back there.

Listen, they're gonna change the order
just as soon as they get your message.

You keep tryin'. Oh, Payne, you stay here.

I'll be in the George Company sector
with Lieutenant Russell.

If Jurgens shows up with any rations,
pass 'em out to the men.

Yes, sir. I'll be first in line.

Hey, you! Velie!

I ordered you to the rear.
What are you doin' back here?

Well, they fixed my arm, sir.

They gave me a shot.
It doesn't even hurt much.

Well, sir, I started down the hill
and, damn it,

I decided those Chinks
aren't gonna push us off.

So I turned around
and I came back up again.

Who do you think you are, Audie Murphy?

Turn around again.
You're no good up here with one arm.

Now hear this. The first bulletin
of the day from Panmunjom.

Weather clear but atmosphere stormy.

Casualty report, your American
negotiators just broke three pencils

in sharp fighting for Pork Chop Hill.

How much is it costing you?

Still playin' on it like a fiddle, sir.

Lieutenant, looks like
that message worked.

George Company guys
aren't goin' anywhere.

I heard a bang. I thought
my head was gone. Lieutenant Clemons?

-Lieutenant, what's your outfit?
-I'm from Division.

Division? Somebody has seen the light.

I'm the assistant public information officer.

-I came up to get a few pictures.
-Pictures of what?

Pictures of a successful American action.

A which?

Sure, there haven't been too many lately

and the folks at home could use
a little encouragement.

We don't want to be in the way. Give us
a briefing so we'll know where to go.

Well, Walt, have you any suggestions
as to where these people can go?

I better not. I'd hate to live
through this just to be court-martialed.

Look, would you mind telling me

when I can't get anything that I need

just how you two managed to get up here?

-Will you cut that out?
-Hold it, Sergeant.

Look, Lieutenant,

nobody up here's in the mood for posing.

There's something you can do for me.

Take a message to Battalion.

I won't clutter it up with details.

I want this one to stand out crystal clear.

We must have help,
or we can't hold the hill.

Do you mind if I let him take it?
I'd like to stay here and help out.

You'd help a lot more
by taking a good look around

and telling Division what you saw here.

Lieutenant, I guess
you must think that I'm...

Anyway, I hope everything
turns out okay for ya.

Thanks.

I don't think we have a right
to make this decision, Carl.

You think we should
buck it up to Corps, General?

We've got to.

For all I know, they'll have
to buck it higher than that.

Okay, sir.

Make sure the message states clearly
the basic question,

do they really want to hold Pork Chop?

It's just that simple.

In the meantime, do we still take
George Company off at 1500?

Yes, Carl. The order stands.

We may lose the hill, but I'm not about
to spend any more men for it,

not until I'm assured we don't intend
to give it away tomorrow.

I'll take your wounded down with me, and...

You know when you said to me
that this damn hill was worth holdin'?

I think I know what you meant.

They say that nothing's got a value
except the value that men put on it

and I don't know how men can put
a higher value on somethin'

than by dyin' for it.

If that's what you meant

I think Pork Chop's already worth
all the gold in Fort Knox.

Is there anything I can do for you?

Oh, I guess not.

You can take care of yourself.

-Boy, good luck.
-Oh, thanks.

Whitey, let's go.

I'll see ya, Joe.

What do you make the count?

25 men, all told.

We can't hope to hold all this.
We'll have to pull in, concentrate.

Try to hold onto this highest bunker,
right here.

There's high ground all around it.

We won't have any link with the rear.

Hasn't done us much good anyway.

-Hey, take that with you.
-There's no ammo for it.

The Reds might find some. Take it.

And no use leaving them behind.
Let 'em out.

Sure. Why not?

It's every hen for herself, girls. Let's go.

Come on, soldiers. Up top.

Anybody in here?

Don't you move.

I'm aimin' straight at your belly.

What is the countersign?

What are you talking about?
There isn't any countersign.

The hell there ain't.

They gave it to us
before we went up last night.

Now you just say that word, or I'll shoot.

Franklin...

That's right. But I don't know who
you are, not without that countersign.

Well, you know I'm no Chinese.
Come on. Get out of here.

And serve ten years?

You think I'm stupid, but I ain't that stupid.

Not when I can kill you right now,
and nobody can call it murder.

-Nobody but you.
-Not even me.

Ten years, you say.
Real quick-like you say it.

Ten years for what?
'Cause I don't want to die for Korea?

What do I care about this stinkin' hill?

You ought to see where I live back home.

I sure ain't sure I'd die for that.

It's a cinch I ain't gonna die for Korea,
serve ten years for it, neither.

Chances are you're gonna die, like it or not.

So am I, whether you shoot me or not.

At least we've got a chance
to do it in pretty good company.

A lot of men came up here last night.

They don't care any more
about Korea than you do.

A lot of 'em had it
just as rough at home as you did.

But they came up and fought.

There's about 25 of them left.

It's a pretty exclusive club

but you can still join up

if you want to.

I'm gonna move, Franklin.

Make up your mind.

They're all up there.

You ought to stay down in the bunker
with the radio.

Payne'll call me if they stop jamming.

Hello, G.I.s.

I hope you can hear me loud and clear

because your very lives depend upon it.

I have been ordered to tell you

that you have just 45 minutes to surrender.

If you don't, we will attack
in overwhelming force

and it is highly unlikely
that any prisoners will be taken.

That is the message.

Now I'm talking to you on my own account.

You are brave men.

You have fought a good fight.

I don't want you to die

any more than I want
our own soldiers to die.

You have earned the right
to surrender, with honor,

and I'm glad I have 45 minutes
to persuade you my way.

You are young, and I am young.

We should be thinking
of long lives ahead of us.

Listen.

Go on. Beat it.

What are you hangin' around for?
Wanna be made into chicken chow mein?

I heard the Chinese don't eat chow mein.
It's an American invention.

You heard wrong. Chop suey's American.
Chow mein is Chinese.

I read it in Reader's Digest.

I stand corrected.

Doesn't that make you think
of all the things you wanna live for,

love, marriage?

Why must you die
before you have even begun to live?

Think about it.

Just think about it.

I'm thinkin' about it.

43 minutes left.

All you have to do is start walking this way.

Hey, where do you think you're goin'?

No place. I was just sittin'
on some barbwire, that's all.

I'm gonna try that radio myself.

If you get through,
what are you gonna tell 'em?

You think I ought to ask 'em
to pull us off of here?

Let the Chinese walk right in,
blowin' that lousy bugle?

You're the boss, Joe.

Doesn't mean I can think straight.

I guess I want to hold this hill

more than I ever wanted anything.

Stinking little garbage heap.

Sir, I got Battalion on, clear as a bell.

Whatever you do,

it's okay with me.

King Six.

Look...

I've about 25 men.

They're completely spent.

I expect a heavy attack about dark.
That'll be half an hour from now.

Unless we can be reinforced
we should be withdrawn. Over.

Clemons says if they're not reinforced,
he requests permission to withdraw.

Colonel, I know Clemons.

He'd never send this message if he
thought he stood a chance of holding.

What'll I tell him?

What can you tell him?

Even Division can't tell him anything
without a decision from higher up.

Lieutenant, we can't reinforce,
and we have no authority to withdraw you.

Out.

That's a hell of a way to run a railroad.

Sir, what's the date today?

It's April, the 17th.

Forty minutes left

to surrender with honor.

What are we talking about?
What are we arguing about?

You know that this insignificant little hill
is of no importance to you

and no importance to us.

If we can settle on the truce line
to which I thought you had agreed

this hill is right in the middle
of the neutral zone.

So how can it be worth any man's life?

Don't you feel some responsibility
towards the thousands of...

Cigarette?

Sorry. I had to get out of there
before I blew my cork.

They know we're not going
to reinforce Pork Chop. You can smell it.

They're gonna keep us talkin'
till they take it.

Why?

What do they gain if they do?

It's what do they lose if they don't.

They've got to succeed or lose face.

I'd like to believe that.

Then I could say, let 'em have their face,
and let's get on with the truce.

But these aren't just Orientals,
they're Communists.

Why did they pick Pork Chop to attack?

They thought it'd be an easy nut to crack.

I'm beginning to think they picked it
because it's worth nothing.

It's value is that it has no value.

That makes it a test of strength,
pure and simple.

They're willing to spend lives for nothing,
or what seems nothing.

That's what they want to know,

are we as willing to do that as they are?

That's some question.

Two minutes left.

Still time to live.

Hold your fire to the very end.
Make it count.

Hold your fire.

I'm goin' up to the top for a look-see

so don't get trigger-happy.

One minute.

Don't fail me, my friends.

Don't fail yourselves.

This is your last chance.

Listen to them.
Sounds like all China's comin'.

Call for flares.

Blue, this is King.

I saw some men coming.
I think it's the rest of Love Company.

Sir, Battalion is on.

King Six. Over.

You've got to hold out.
Reinforcements are on the way.

The advance element should be there
just about now.

Repeat, you've got to hold out
a while longer.

Reinforcement are on the way.
The leading element should be there now.

Over.

There's no more ammunition, sir.

They're comin' down
behind us, everywhere.

They're behind us, everywhere,
a million of 'em.

All right. Plug up these holes. Sandbags!

-Welcome to the club.
-Some club.

Hold that door a minute.

Hurry! Inside!

Flamethrower!

Get 'em in there!

-Well, what are we waiting for?
-Hey, they're G.I.s!

They're our guys!

Come on. Make room!

Pork Chop Hill was held

bought and paid for
at the same price we commemorate

in monuments at Bunker Hill
and Gettysburg.

Yet you will find no monuments
on Pork Chop.

Victory is a fragile thing,
and history does not linger long

in our century.

But those who fought there
know what they did

and the meaning of it.

Millions live in freedom today

because of what they did.