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Through the mirror of my mind, time after time, I see reflections of you and me.

Reflections of the way life used to be. Reflections of the love you took from me.

Oh, as I peer through the window of lost time, looking

over my yesterday and all the love I gave all in vain.

All the love that I've wasted, all the tears that I've tasted, all in vain.

Through the hollow of my tears, I see a dream

that's lost from the hurt that you have caused.

Everywhere I turn, it seems like everything I see reflects the love that used to be.

Reflections of the way life used to be. Reflections of the love you took from me.

Reflections of the way life used to be.

Really, really nice. I'll be in touch.

Oh, Ho Chi Minh, he is my uncle. Uncle Ho, Uncle Ho, Uncle Ho.

He's just like Uncle Sam, but he lives in Vietnam. Uncle Ho.

If they ever drop the bomb, he's still a father.

There is so much talent here. I'm so glad you're going to be joining us for a while.

You won't regret it. Just remember, if you have

an act, you can stay, but I don't book solo.

Thanks very much. Amazing.

Next.

My fellow American, as president of United States of America.

Say ah.

What are you doing?

Say ah.

Yeah, I was afraid of this.

Ah.

War addict. Hooked on adrenaline. Can't be cured.

Careful. It's contagious.

Should have gone home. But you couldn't stay away from me. Admit it.

Airstrike coming in.

Move in with me. Safe taxi fare.

What is your name again?

Your hair. You changed it.

I did?

McMurphy. He owed me 20 bucks.

Hey, no way.

I could have left.

But you didn't.

I could have.

But you didn't.

Hi, Elroy.

Sweetness Elroy?

Elroy.

Well, this looks in order. You're released.

Great.

Oh, not so fast. His DOJ 6432X is missing.

His...

Oh, yeah, yeah. How could I forget about that?

Where is it?

What is it?

It's your patient inventory form. It's supposed

to be filed when you come in. In triplicate.

In triplicate, you redneck.

Triplicate. I was unconscious.

That's tough. Well, I'm going to have to send you back to your unit.

All right. You, me, Victor Charles. Home again, baby.

But I got...

Four.

20 bucks.

McMurphy.

You win, Dewey.

You get to go home. First.

About my funny bone, remember?

Here.

Keep it. It's a present.

Your purple heart?

How do I know?

This is enough.

Besides, no one in Fort Worth is going to care about that.

You do.

Well, I'm putting it on the bed.

Your bed.

The official, I-get-to-go-home bed.

That's nice.

But you still owe me 20 bucks.

Three stripes are a corporal.

Or as a sergeant.

You start counting stars, wake me up.

I've got to know this. I'm passing out medals tomorrow with some general.

Maybe I'll come along.

You ain't doing a good day, boy. I don't get it.

Sweetness! Hey!

You're getting better.

Hi.

Hello.

Tonight?

Previous engagement.

Hey, Moody! Over here!

Some fans call.

Stop waving that thing.

You look like you're doing a Texas two-step or some other kicker dance.

Get your heart out, man.

Next week, this cast is going to be swimming in an ocean of round eyes.

With me attached.

Cowgirl round eyes.

Don't count.

You wish.

Can't believe I'm getting out of here, man.

Hey.

Sign it.

Is your mother going to see it?

Grand Prix.

Gotta be.

No.

No, I ain't leaving the base.

Not until I get on that freedom bird home.

You gotta remember how it was, man.

Remember?

Man, I want to forget.

Come on, cowboy.

Lock and load.

That's right.

All right.

One last patrol.

My story's worse than yours.

Oh, yeah?

Top three Marines imitating the Supremes.

Bad harmony.

Bad dresses.

Bad wigs.

I'm stuck.

No act.

Nice luggage.

Sleeping in the bus station again?

Tried the hospital.

No privacy.

Men everywhere.

Maybe I should stay there.

Loretta, I...

You know, I was wondering if...

Forget it.

I snore, I wiggle, I sing in my sleep.

Other than that, I'm a great roommate.

You're right. Bad idea.

Forget it.

Oh, come on.

Live dangerously.

Let it rip.

Just for one night.

Until I find a place.

Great!

Ta-da!

Home.

It's cozy.

Um...

Where do I sleep?

On the bed.

Plenty of room.

This is my side.

And, um...

That'll be your side.

Ready for the tour?

That reminds me of my tent.

Of course, it was hit by a mortar.

I cleaned it up just for you.

Let me help you unpack.

Hey.

Look at all this nail polish.

Straight from the US of A.

It's just for one night.

Okay, what color do you want?

Cherry?

Peach?

Grape?

Why do they always call them fruits?

Why not vegetables?

You know, I could be home now.

I could be cool.

Oh.

What color is that?

Oh, it's dried blood.

It doesn't come out.

Not your best color.

We're on the side of a cliff.

Gooks everywhere, chattering like ducks.

Dewey gets out his rope and ties us to a tree.

So we won't move.

The next morning, it's so quiet,

you can hear your eyelashes blinking.

Then thunk, thunk, thunk, thunk.

50-caliber bunker man without eating mud,

crying for our mamas.

And old Dewey diddy-bops through the trees,

drops a grenade, bingo.

Come on, man, that's old news.

Right.

It's all quiet again.

Dewey ties a loop in his rope,

gonna show us how to larry a dude's calves.

It's lasso, you doofus.

You know,

my guys don't like the smell here.

I do.

Reminds me of the stockyards back home.

Flour?

You like flour, flour?

Oh, yeah, right over here.

A little more for you.

What are you gonna do,

take those home to your girlfriend for a souvenir?

These are for you.

They're pretty flour.

You like flour?

Diddy-mo.

Hey, funny man,

you take me back to america, right?

All right.

She's pregnant.

This leg needs suturing,

clean and debrided.

You're gonna be fine.

Baby's gonna be fine, too.

Dewey.

Got another one.

I don't want another one!

Oh!

She did it.

What?

She did it.

So, son,

you earned a, uh, purple heart?

And a, uh,

bronze star.

Well, son,

where are you from?

Where?

Well,

son, congratulations.

You should be proud.

The general.

Son, you earned a, uh,

purple heart?

Excuse me?

The general.

And?

The horse he rode it on.

And a bronze star.

Congratulations.

So, son,

you earned a, uh,

purple heart?

Congratulations.

Uh, excuse me, sir.

Well,

heart, congratulations.

You should be proud.

So,

one of our allies.

A woman, too.

Zapata?

That's good.

Very good.

General, uh,

I wouldn't do that.

Nonsense, son.

Women, uh, deserve more credit.

This is her country.

Her home.

We're fighting for her.

Now she's done her job.

So,

purple heart

and bronze star.

I salute you.

Cheer up, Miss Barber.

Tomorrow's another day.

Miss Barber?

Right.

I've come to sign up for the auditions.

Okay.

What's your act?

Let me guess.

Leaping tall buildings in a single pound?

Devouring Cleveland?

No, I'm a singer.

Yeah, I heard that before.

Okay.

Show me your stuff.

Now?

Here?

Well,

I gotta be going.

I have an idea.

God, it talks.

A housewarming party.

We'll invite everybody.

Natch, of course.

Rumi.

Rumi.

I still can't believe he's a lifeguard.

I mean, here.

What do you think?

She doesn't talk.

The perfect roommate.

You know what?

Wish you'd be a little neater, though.

It's a major flaw,

but I'm working on it.

I heard about the cowboy

with the broken arm.

Could we just

shut up

for a while?

I know I'm just a singer

and I'm new here,

but you're not the only one that cares.

All right.

It's not that.

Maybe if you explained it to me.

We're fighting for them

and they're blowing us up.

In the movies,

the bad guys are Nazis

and dirty commies

with fangs,

real scary uniforms.

But pregnant women?

What's going on here?

You're asking the wrong person.

I just work here.

I've never hated anyone before.

You hate her?

Crazy cowboy.

All for a stupid flower.

Boone.

I'll take care of her.

Listen,

I gotta close up,

so

Hey, some cards.

We could play poker.

I don't know how,

but you could teach me.

No?

Okay, how about the jet set?

We could

have some drinks,

eat some peanuts.

No?

I know.

McMurphy and Lorette.

The room is so hot,

the air is melting.

They need some cool.

Cool.

Right, commando raid.

It's time to close up.

Let it go, man.

Right.

Okay?

Right, right, right, right.

Dodger.

He's, uh...

He's got a chance.

Is she the one?

Uh-huh.

You okay?

Yeah.

But I'd stop in the clubhouse

before I played the back nine.

Hmm, he's coming along.

A couple more weeks still to go.

Good.

Let you know the POW hospital right away.

And spoil my one chance

to practice my specialty.

No.

Besides,

you know what'll happen to her there.

She'll be tortured, maybe killed.

I don't care.

Think of the baby.

I don't care.

They translated her papers.

You know what she is?

A murderer?

A nurse.

Nurse.

Nah.

There's only three cures for the blues.

Eating chocolate,

changing your hair,

and men.

So,

how about Natch?

Major cute, you gotta admit.

Yeah.

He's also a zoomie.

And I know zoomies.

They get this dreamy look in their eyes.

You think it's about you.

Then they start talking about their jet.

And they're gone.

You could change that.

Mm-mm.

I do my social work in the hospital.

No justice, that's the problem.

No justice.

The wrong people die.

The wrong people live.

The wrong people get famous.

So?

Choice two.

Change your hair.

Oh, no.

But you'll see.

Just a little tease here,

and a little tease there.

Look how high this goes.

It's gonna be good.

No, I mean it.

Murphy?

Is that you under there?

Stay away from any open flame.

Let's move out.

What about mine?

Yours?

Oh, you don't need it.

Sure.

Oh, boy.

We're gonna have to go inside for the air conditioner.

Oh, boy.

Not inside.

Grab the other side.

Oh.

Quiet.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, God.

Oh.

What's the matter, huh?

It's hot.

Yeah, it is hot, isn't it?

Phew.

Oh, yeah.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh.

Hi.

Auto mechanics class?

Sweetness might need it.

You were late.

I was worried.

I'm working late, okay?

Besides, I already got a mother.

Yeah, but your mother's in Kansas.

Where's Snatch?

He like your hair?

Back with his beloved jet.

Colleen.

She sounds like she's really hurting.

I hope so.

I hope she really hurts.

Oh.

I'm gonna go see about her.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh my God, she's having the baby.

Give me those towels, quick, over there.

Hurry.

Bring this light over here.

A couple of more weeks, he says.

He's not even here.

Typical OBGYN.

The light, the light, the light.

Over there.

Hold his tummy, hold his tummy.

Okay, we're gonna do this.

Come on now.

You can do it.

Breathe.

Push.

Push.

Push.

Come on.

Push.

It's okay.

Push.

Come on, you can do it.

You can do it.

Come on.

Push.

Push.

Push.

That's it, that's it.

I am.

Push.

Push.

Okay.

That's it.

Okay, that's it.

Okay.

Okay.

Okay.

I don't even know why I'm writing this.

Nobody's gonna believe it.

I gave up long ago.

I just talk about the weather.

Rained yesterday, hot today.

I'm fine.

Love, Colleen.

But that baby was born right here.

Nothing could top that.

Hi, ladies.

No job too small, no job too big.

What the?

Hi, Rooney.

Oh.

Get that thing for us.

Just right.

Oh.

N-A-C.

Genius takes many forms.

Excuse us, we must enter your premises.

My hero.

Are you gonna help me, pal?

Oh.

Oh, I'm sorry.

It's a...

No problem.

Cake.

It was.

I'm sorry.

Oh, that's good.

Not bad.

All right, it's good.

Where'd you get it?

Get it?

I made it.

Get real.

Beware appearances.

Your horoscope for the day.

And disappearances.

I forgot to say goodbye.

Pilots don't say goodbye.

Your hair.

You changed it.

Blood clot's still possible.

Give her a painkiller so she can sleep.

I want her out tonight.

I want her out.

Out of here.

It's your mom.

They're taking her to the POW hospital with the baby.

That make you happy?

Yes.

No.

Stop trying to make me feel so guilty.

Listen.

The next time you try obstetrics,

call me.

I'm a doctor.

I like being a hero.

Keep forgetting.

Nice work, by the way.

Thanks.

Isn't he precious?

I'm calling him Ringo.

You're like the fairy godmother.

Give him a few years.

He'll try to blow us all up.

Hey, it's a baby.

A VC baby.

Your hair looks great.

What's under it is not so great.

When's all this gonna stop?

Somebody's gotta stop this.

You and me, baby.

We'll stop it.

I'll be there

to love and shelter you.

I'll be there

to always see you through.

Claude.

I'll be there.

One does not interrupt Jean-Claude.

But the beat, remember?

Tap your foot.

I'll be there.

I'll be there.

Maybe not so deep in the diaphragm.

Higher up.

Ready?

Hang with me.

I'll be there.

I'll be there.

I'll be there.

To love and...

No, I can't.

I can't lower myself, my art.

I can't use a voice lesson.

What's an opera singer doing here anyway?

They made me a dental hygienist.

It's just a misunderstanding.

But you're from France.

This is the American army, right?

I'm...

I am French.

I should be.

But I'm not...

technically from...

Where are you from, technically?

Phoenix.

Phoenix.

How did Lorette do it, huh?

Tell me, how did she do it?

Look!

Look!

See the funny hair?

Hi.

I know...

I know this isn't what you were expecting,

because we're not supposed to be solo here,

but I had an act.

Your typical rock-and-rolling,

French opera act.

I'm an opera singer,

dental hygienist from Phoenix.

Once, I was in this new school,

and my foster mother from another place

came on a bus to see me

and took me out for pizza.

And I went to the bathroom,

and I came back,

and this cute guy that I had a crush on at school

was sitting there with a bunch of his friends,

and they were laughing at her,

and, you know, calling her a weirdo.

And...

You know, like,

I would be a jerk

if I snuck out the back door like I wanted to,

but...

But if I sat down with her,

then they were gonna be laughing at me, too.

So...

So I spent the rest of that year as a weirdo.

But, uh...

But...

But this isn't as bad as that, so...

So, uh...

Yeah, so I'm gonna sing, yeah.

One, two.

One, two, three.

So...

So I'm gonna do this solo,

but it's not really gonna be solo

because you're all here,

and you're gonna help me, right?

So...

When you feel lost and about to give up

Because your best just ain't good enough

And you feel the world has grown cold

And you're creepin' out all on your own

And you need love for me

I'll be there

I'll be there

Go!

It's okay.

Okay, okay.

Okay, come on, baby.

Come on, baby.

Come on.

Okay, okay.

Come on, baby.