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I don't know.

You know, someday we'll see these trucks go by.

They'll be all loaded down with GIs.

I'll probably faint.

Come on, I'm moving. We got a long way to go.

Yeah, yeah.

Oh, I gotta keep talking.

Better stay awake.

Stay awake, I'll be alright.

How is he?

Broken collarbone, sir.

We better take him with us.

What happened?

I must have fallen asleep, sir.

It's my fault.

I should have... Take it easy.

Take it easy, soldier.

Who's in charge of this convoy?

Uh, Rosie, sir.

I mean Sergeant Rose.

Where is he?

Sloan, the axle's all busted.

Well, this pig's had it. Let's see if we can get some of his stuff into the other

truck. Sergeant Rose?

Yes, sir. We'll be rolling again as soon as I can get some help. Sergeant, how

long has it been since you and your men slept?

Well, we've been pretty busy, sir.

How about you, Corporal?

When did you sleep last?

I asked you a question, soldier.

Oh, uh... Well, last night, sir.

Last night.

How about you?

Yeah, about the same. Look, sir, you don't have to worry about it. Sergeant,

how come you're riding alone?

You know you're supposed to carry a second driver with you at all times.

There weren't enough men to go around, and we had to get the stuff out. Now,

we'll pick up other drivers when we unload the cargo.

You two men are dead on your feet, aren't you?

We can still drive, sir.

Just a breath of fresh air and we'll be good for another four hours. Right,

Sloan?

Forget it.

You're relieved as of now.

Sir, I gotta get my trucks through. I got hot cargo and it's gotta get to the

front. You're not driving, Sergeant.

Either of you.

Those trucks are not moving tonight unless I can find a couple of drivers to

spell you.

Now, just a minute, mate. That's it, Sergeant.

Oh, Sergeant.

I'll see you in a minute, Sergeant.

I got a little problem here.

Got some supplies that got to be moved out tonight, and one of the drivers got

busted up.

Great.

You'll get us a milkman and an ice cream vendor.

They won't drive my trucks very long.

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You'll be all right now, soldier.

Okay.

Hey, Sarge, me and the big one here, we'd like to volunteer for a little

truck duty.

Volunteer? Are you kidding, Kirby?

No. I mean, Lou John, we volunteer.

Major, you got your men.

Good.

I never thought I'd see Kirby volunteer for anything.

Well, the men who drove the trucks this far will go with you. They're tired.

They need sleep, but they could be some help. Yes, sir.

Major, there's a call for you.

Right.

All right.

You two report to Sergeant Rose.

He's over by the trucks.

Yes, sir.

Okay, let's go.

Hey, so long, you guys. Have a nice walk for yourselves, huh?

There it could be.

Now I want you to watch for road mines.

The crowds are very busy up ahead.

Don't worry. We'll save a few for you guys to stumble over.

Let's go.

Little John, this is going to be a snap.

While those guys are plowing up mud, we're going to be riding along nice and

easy. Thanks,

Major. Good luck.

Sure is big.

Yeah.

What are you doing up for?

I don't know. I always do.

Hey, I wonder if I can remember the gears.

Take that for me, will you?

Hey, Kirby, come back here.

Oh, wait a minute.

Oh, come on, come back.

Okay.

Hey, that is some office in there.

Look.

No.

I ought to have my head examined listening to you.

You're the replacement, son.

Oh, uh, yeah, Sarge.

This here's Little John and I'm Kirby.

You know what these things are?

Yeah. It's a two and a half ton bomb.

You don't sound very happy about it.

I'm not.

Ice cream vendors.

What? Never mind. Sloan, you take, uh, what? Little John.

Well, if Little John can drive, let him handle it. If not, as soon as we're out

of the area, slide him over and take it yourself.

Okay, Sarge. I'll take the squirrel here.

You can drive.

Okay, show me.

What's he mad about?

I don't know, but I get a feeling we're gonna find out.

Squirrel.

the engine, sonny. You should be in second.

The name is Kirby, Sergeant.

William G. Kirby.

What kind of a truck was it you said you drove?

I didn't.

A beer truck.

How long you been driving about three months

with a sergeant no

Sloan, was this his first accident?

Oh, come on, little John. Do me a favor. Let me sleep.

Anyway, he didn't have the accident.

Rosie drives, you can close your eyes.

You two are close friends, huh?

Rosie?

Oh, you gotta be kidding.

That transmission to dust. Look, I know what I'm doing. Just forget it.

Watch out for that oil slick.

Now, you keep your hands off the wheel when I'm driving. Now, open your mouth

if you got it, but you keep your hands off my wheel. Now, this load's got to

get through it, and it'll never make it with you driving. Now, move over, beer

driver. Sarge, I don't have to... I said get out.

Now, move.

Okay.

What's going on?

Ah, he's off his rocker, that's all. I ought to bust you one for that. Come on,

let's roll.

Wait a minute, Sarge. The Major said that we... Don't tell me what the Major

said. I can drive better in my sleep than he can. Yeah, but... But nothing.

Now, this is my convoy, and it's my worry.

You get back to your truck.

All right, come on. That's enough from me.

I've had a can of chalice for it.

It's in the truck.

Well, get it!

Sarge! Get away from the truck!

What do you think he's doing?

Defending his cargo, I guess.

Well, one hit in the right place and goodbye, Rosie.

Sarge!

I can make out at least two crowds up there. Yeah, it looks like it.

We gotta get my trucks out of here.

We'll get them out.

What if we circle around that low spot and get behind him?

Yeah.

You guys give us some cover.

You think we should go up there and see? No.

We ain't leaving these trucks.

You guys okay?

Yeah.

Well, I don't know about your driving trucks, but you sure can handle yourself

in the field. How about that, Rosie?

Yeah. All right, let's move. We wasted enough time.

What do you think about that?

Well, come off it, Kirby. You don't mean to be ungrateful. It's just he's had

trouble. Yeah, I know all about him.

Come on, we better hurry up.

That's all we've been doing.

Doesn't he ever slow up?

Come on, I'll drive for a while.

You got me.

What, lost, are you?

I don't get lost.

That road back there.

What, you ever been on it before?

It'll save us a few miles.

What if it's not cleared yet? What do you want from me? I guarantee those

snipers weren't supposed to be on that road either.

What's he doing?

Looks like he's gonna turn to the right.

That's nothing but a country road.

Man, I'd drive it worse.

With this cargo?

You don't get cost sick, do you, Kirby?

And he sure is pushing.

Coming by and I still can't keep up with him.

He's getting too far ahead.

Let him go. Just keep us on the road.

Boy,

he sure can drive.

How long you been with him?

Too long.

A couple of weeks. 24 hours a day.

Sloan, what's with him anyway?

I don't get you.

You know what I mean.

What's he trying to prove?

Oh, now, wait a minute. Rosie's okay.

The guy I replaced told me that he don't hardly get any sleep at all anymore.

Seems a couple of months ago, he and Rosie were hauling gas for the second

armory. During the breakthrough.

They were on the road almost 24 hours.

And they stopped a couple of times to take a nap.

When I reached the tanks, they were burned out and shot up.

Ran out of gas.

Artillery got him.

Rosie blamed himself.

Now he just keeps moving.

Saved a few miles, huh?

What now?

We cross.

bet to walk across.

Why don't we just double back?

We're not doubling back.

The trucks can make it. Are you kidding?

Hey, Sarge, there's some loose timbers down here. We could shore up the bridge.

We haven't got time.

Well, it'll only take us a half hour. Forget it, Sloan. Now stay on this side.

I'll bring the trucks across.

Sarge, why take a chance on losing the truck?

We can't shore it up. What's a half hour? That's exactly 30 minutes too

long.

Now step back and keep out of my way.

Thank you.

Can you move kid my side I'm gonna get my truck off

the bridge

He must have cracked some ribs.

He might be bleeding inside.

Look, you guys.

It's not his fault.

Sure.

Look, I drove the truck.

I knew what I was doing.

He's going to the shop.

Yeah, but it sure cost us.

Yeah, it wasn't his fault.

If we'd shored up that bridge, he wouldn't be lying here right now.

How you feeling, kid?

I'm okay.

Yeah, you're just fine.

Help me get him in the truck. You check the cable on that winch. Make sure it's

fast.

Easy. Take it easy with it.

All right, let's roll. You take Sloan's wheel.

You don't even care, do you?

You almost got a guy killed last night and now this. Which one of us is gonna

be next, anyway?

When you get back, you can file a report.

In the meantime, you just do what you're told. Now get in that cab and drive.

Old Rosie will take it easy on the bumps.

Smooth as silk.

Okay, Russ.

He's crazy.

I don't know.

What do you mean you don't know? You saw him, didn't you?

All right, let's go. What are you waiting for? An invitation?

You know, Sloan told me something happened to Rosie about a month ago.

On one of their runs.

Okay, so he feels guilty.

There's still no reason to push the way he does.

Just watch him.

He'll do something crazy again. He'll get somebody killed.

Must really be getting to him. Not being able to go any faster.

He's thinking about Sloan.

Oh, yeah.

He's got a heart of gold, that one. Come on.

Sounds like a half track.

This guy didn't have a chance.

Well, come on, let's get out of here. Wait a minute.

We can't go to no place with that heavy machine gun covering the road here.

So what do we do? Wait till they get that thing rolling towards us?

Why don't we turn around and head back?

No, it's too far. Sloan needs help.

Besides, the outfit that needs that ammo is only about a mile up the road.

You got any grenades on the back of that truck?

Yeah, crates of them.

Have you ever fought a half-track?

No.

No, this will be the first time.

Then you said you thought he was crazy.

Here he is.

Oh, boy, this is the last time I'll ever hitch a ride in the army.

Come on.

Take it easy.

But just hang on till we get back.

As soon as we get the road clear, I'll get you to a dock.

Let's go.

We can circle around, make it to that ditch.

We can get close enough to use these things.

There's not much cover between those trees and that ditch.

That's a chance we gotta take.

You got a better idea?

Okay, we'll do it your way.

But listen, we get in any trouble, it's every man for himself.

What's that supposed to mean?

That means I'm gonna get my trucks through with or without you guys.

That's what I like about you, Rosie.

You never change.

Whatever made you think we could take a half-track?

Yeah, it didn't look so big from over there.

All we have to do is turn the machine gun around.

Okay, now what?

We gotta get closer.

Little John, let's get in the ditch and work on down.

Try to get a couple grenades in that turret.

Sarge, you cover us from here.

Don't open up, though, unless they spot us.

You ready?

Slowly!

Where's Rosie?

They must have met what he said. Every man for himself.

Where's some grenades?

Hey, Kirby, look.

What's he trying to do?

She's gonna ram it.

Hey, jump, Rosie, jump!

Easy, easy.

It's a dumb thing to do.

Next time, you guys fight the war.

Hello, John.

We'll take him back with us.

All right, move out.

Let's get the wounded under cover. Let's go.

Where'd you guys go? I want to see Victoria.

Come on, move it straight out to the front. Let's go.

We need that stuff at the front.

You gentlemen don't mind getting it there, do you? We got a wounded man

here, Sarge.

All right, get him over there. I'll roll it from here.

There's another man in the trunk.

All right, you two, get them out of there and put them with the others. On

the double.

It's a good thing you guys got here when you did.

In another hour, we'd have been throwing rocks at the crowds.

How about Rosie would have been glad to hear that.

Yes, Sarge. All clear.

Good.