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I see it just up ahead, sir.

-Captain?

-Must have been
buried in a sand storm

soon after it crashed.

Another storm
revealed the wreckage.

-Did you find
anybody from the crew?

-No survivors, all bodies
badly burned beyond recognition.

-Thank you, Captain.

-Sergeant.

-Sir.

-Get in that helicopter.

See if you can ID anybody
by their tags, now son.

-Yes, sir.

-Damn it.

God damn it.

This is a crime we did this.

Friendly fire?

-Sergeant, I don't
want to hear that crap.

These things happen in war,

so get on with it.

-Master Sergeant Sam Harper.

-Don't be afraid.

It's only friendly fire.

-Ow.

Mom?

-What is it?

-I got hurt.

-Come on in.

How'd that happen?

-The picture fell over.

The glass broke and
I stepped on it.

-Let me see.

Oh.

I'll go get some
antiseptic and a band aid.

You'll be all right.

-I had a dream,

about Uncle Sam.

He wasn't dead.

We were marching the
4th of July parade,

and everyone was cheering him.

-Honey, you were so
young when he went away.

You hardly remember him at all?

-Yes I do.

He was always nice to me.

-Jody, you're imagining that.

He never paid much
attention to any of us.

-You didn't like
him a lot, did you?

-Of course I did.

He was my brother.

-You don't talk about
daddy much either.

-That's entirely different.

Now, if you don't mind,

I'd like to go back
to bed, please.

-I didn't mean to bother you.

I just thought I
might bleed to death.

-Goodnight.

-Night.

-Sleep tight.

-How come I can't come in?

-You're supposed to be on duty.

-Who's gonna know?

All right.

I'll tell you what, I'm gonna
be off in about an hour.

I can come back.

-Just stop that and get
on with your business.

We have all weekend.

-Well, can I at least
get a good night kiss?

-You already did.

Missus Harper?

-Who are you?

-Oh, I'm sorry to startle you.

You weren't in so I waited.

-What do you want?

-It's about your husband.

-Sam?

It's been over three years.

My God, he's not alive?

-A Kuwaiti military
unit discovered

his crashed helicopter
in the desert.

They positively
identified the body.

-All this time, not knowing.

-Well, now If you want,

he could be interred in
the national cemetery.

-No, there's a place for him
next to his mother and father.

-Well, I'll make
arrangements to stay on

and supervise the detail.

I'm staying at at this motel,

if you need any
assistance on my part.

-Thank you.

-He's entitled to be buried

with full military
honors, Missus Harper.

He was a hero.

These are his dog tags.

I'm sorry, Missus Harper,

but you'll get
over this in time.

Goodnight, ma'am.

-Too many rolls
and jelly donuts,

too many moth balls too.

Sergeant Jed Crowley
reporting as ordered.

All of you dead,

but me.

God, how come it was
me you let come home?

-I,

I never made anything
outta my life.

Nothing,

nothing at all.

They're coming
in, look out Sarge.

Hang on everyone, this party's
gonna get a little wild.

Flack it.

We might as well be loading
up a heap of empty helmets.

There's time enough to
squeeze off one shot.

Sergeant Sam Harper
takes his aim and,

look out Captain!

I still got you.

Fire!

-Hey, look at you.

Aren't you going to work today?

-I'm taking the day off.

-You look drained.

What's the matter?

-Jody, why don't you
go get your books?

-Okay.

Come on, let's go.

Did you clean up that
broken glass in your room?

-Yeah, before I
went back to sleep.

-Okay.

Oh, what's the matter?

-Somebody from the Army came
by the house late last night.

They found Sam's body.

-Oh my God.

-For a minute, I thought
that he was gonna tell me

that he was still alive.

I thought about that
so many times about,

about him coming in the house,

walking through the door and
it all starting all over again.

-Why couldn't they have
just sent a telegram?

-I don't know.

They're arranging for the
body to be sent back here.

I don't know how Phil is
gonna react to all of this.

Don't worry, he
knows how you felt about Sam.

-I thought I'd almost forgotten
the way he made me feel.

The fear when I knew he
was in the house and.

Maybe I can still tell them
not to send the remains back.

-Look, Louise, if you
don't do the right thing,

people won't stop
talking about it.

-I know.

I didn't sleep all night.

-Well, your house
isn't big enough anyway.

We'll bring him here.

I'll just move the furniture
out of the living room

and start making
all the phone calls.

I'll notify the funeral
home for you, okay?

Thanks.

This is gonna be a 4th of
July we'll never forget.

-Mister Crandall?

-Yes, Jody.

-Something happened
at our house.

A soldier came, and told
us that my uncle's body

got found over there in Kuwait.

-Sam, Sam Harper? Yes.

Do you know he was a
student in my class?

-How'd the guy get killed?

-He was a gunner in a
chopper that got shut down.

But, there was a lot of talk

that it might have
been us that did it.

-Why would we shoot
our own helicopter down?

-Well, it's called
friendly fire.

You have to understand
mistakes are made in combat.

It's always a tragic situation
when things like that happen.

-My Uncle Sam, he fought in
Grenada and down in Panama.

He had medals.

My aunt Louise let me have
them, if you wanna see.

-Yes, sure.

Bring 'em up here, Jody.

Share with the class.

-He was a Master Sergeant
in a special assault unit.

When he got wounded
down in Panama,

they gave him this,
it's a purple heart.

Were you ever in the
army, Mister Crandall?

-No, I can't say
that I ever was.

-How come?

-Well, I grew up during Vietnam,

and many people thought
that was an unjust war.

Many young people like
myself, protested the war.

In fact, some people left
the country for a while.

-Ran away?

-It was a very difficult
thing to do, Jody,

but you have to understand,

those who left the country
felt it was a lesser evil,

then blindly following
orders they knew were wrong.

-My Uncle Sam said
you guys were cowards.

-Okay.

Please, just take your seat.

-I didn't say you were.

I just said, that's
what he said.

-Okay class, take
out your math books.

Turn to page 84.

I want you to copy these
equations off the blackboard.

-When I'm grown up,
I'm going in the Army,

just like Sam did,

and I'll do whatever the
president says to do,

'cause he knows better.

I wanted to help
them carry him in.

He was my uncle.

Is it all right if I touch it?

It's sealed.

-How come I can't see him?

-Well,

your uncle suffered
a great deal son.

-I have all his medals.

I want to put them inside.

He should have them on.

-You know what?

I think he'd rather
you kept 'em.

You're very proud
of him, aren't you?

-He was the only one around here

whoever did anything important.

In eight or nine years,
I'll be able to enlist.

-I'll bet you can't wait.

Nice to have met you, soldier.

Ma'am?

I'm going down to
Bingham tomorrow

to arrange for an honor guard.

-Thanks again.

You've been very
kind, thank you.

-If you need anything,

you know how to get
in touch with me.

-Right, thank you.

Jody, stay away from the coffin.

It's not something to play with.

-I wasn't playing.

-Yeah, the wife's
humping a local deputy.

So what?

I aim on getting a little
piece of that action

before I leave here.

Tell you something else,

the sister's not bad either.

Yeah.

I must be betting 750
with the bereaved.

-That's why I
volunteered for the job.

It's called,

public relations.

I'll talk at you later.

-Hi.

- Hi.
- How are you?

-Good.

-Oh, thank you.

That's just terrific.

-I would've been
happy to take you out.

-Oh, I didn't wanna leave
Jody alone in the house.

Not with that coffin
in the living room.

-Yeah, I guess it
could frighten the kid.

-Here you go.

You know, that's
what bothers me.

It doesn't frighten him.

He just hangs around
it all the time.

-You never talked much
about your brother.

-Well, we weren't close.

He ran away when he was 14,

came back a couple
of years later

with a bad drinking problem.

Jody, come on down for dinner.

I'm not hungry.

-You come down right now.

-You look like
you could use this.

-Thank you.

Ralph's here.

-Good to see you again, Jody.

-Here you go.

-Can I just make a plate
and take it upstairs?

-No you cannot, now sit
down, and eat your dinner.

-I'm in the mood to
celebrate tonight.

We beat the government's
ears off in court.

-That's great.

-Yep, the judge upheld every
one of our tax shelters.

We would've been in real trouble

if they'd done their homework,

but of course the IRS sends
down a couple of junior agents

who've got a huge workload.

They haven't got time to
go over all the documents.

We just wear them out by
burying them in tons of paper.

-You mean you cheated them?

-Jody.

-I'm just smarter than
they are Jody, that's all.

-It's Ralph's job, Jody.

He's very good at it.

-You see Jody, nobody
likes to pay taxes,

but before you know it,

the government is taking
half of what you earn.

We've just figured out legal
ways of getting around it.

-I'm finished.

-No you're not.

-Hey,

how would you like to join me

up on the float in the
parade on Thursday?

I'm gonna be Abraham Lincoln.

Yep, I have been Honest Abe
for the last five years now.

I even bought the damn costume

so I don't have to
rent it anymore.

What do you say?

-No thanks.

I'm full.

Can I go?

-Okay.

But turn off a TV by
nine o'clock, okay?

-I'm not watching
TV, I'm in mourning.

-Wow.

-You know,

maybe he'd show
me more respect if

you'd show me a
little more affection.

-Not now Ralph, please. Come on.

There's a dead
body in the house.

-All right, Ralph.

You're dead.

Must be awful lonely being dead.

-Mister Crowley, sir.

-Thank you.

-Would you like some
refreshments Jed?

-Oh, no thanks.

-You know, Sam really
looked up to you.

He sure did like hearing
your stories about the war.

-Then,

I guess I've got a
lot to apologize for.

How did you know Sam?

-It's the right one.

-Jody honey, it's not
polite to stare like that.

-Oh, it's perfectly all right.

The boy's just curious.

I suppose you'd like to see it.

-Yeah.

-Come on.

-How come it doesn't fall off?

-Well, it's strapped on sort of.

-Huh?

-I don't have to
worry about termites.

-You're kidding.

-No, I ain't kidding.

Tell you what, rap on it if
you like, it won't hurt me.

Go on.

-I heard it got blown right off.

-Land mine.

What else did they tell you?

-Nothing.

-Yes they did, but it wasn't so.

Otherwise, how'd I
get to be a father?

Or a grandfather?

No, all those other parts
made it back just fine.

-I saw a movie once, where a
guy woke up in the hospital,

and he could still fill his leg,

but it wasn't there anymore.

-That's like what
they call a ghost leg.

It's gone, but I
swear some nights

I can still feel my toe
down that twitching.

And then I flip the
light on right quick

expecting to see it.

-And you just take
it off at night?

-Toss it under the bed.

I remember one time, my
wife got real mad at me,

and she hid for two days.

I bet you I behaved then.

Yes sir, I really behaved.

You know,

she passed over a
whole lot of good men

with two legs to marry me.

God love her.

-I don't know if I should be

in the Army, Marines,
or the Air Force.

-You get that idea outta
your head right now, boy.

Things ain't like
they used to be

when we knew who and what
we were fighting for.

Hitler and Tojo and,

and Mussolini,

we knew what we
had to do and why.

Today it's all mixed up.

Nobody knows the whys
and why for sonny.

A smart boy like you ought to
know enough to keep out of it.

Be a doctor, save some
lives, forget about killing.

-Somebody's gotta be soldiers.

-You don't want to
get sent back in a box.

-Maybe it's better
than dying in bed.

Everybody dies anyway.

-I guess you aren't gonna
listen to me, are you?

-Did you try to
talk Sam out of it?

-Unfortunately, I filled his
head full of tales of glory,

how we moved up
from the beach and

took those Korean bunkers out.

My Sergeant died and I was
given a battlefield promotion

to take over the squad.

Maybe I didn't tell him

that I was the only one
of nine men to survive.

And then all of me
didn't come back.

Nah,

Sam wasn't like you.

He was an angry kid.

He had to get it
out of his system.

I remember,

I took him hunting
once, and he scared me.

You see, he liked killing.

-Isn't that what makes a hero?

-Let me tell you something.

There are no heroes,

only crazy men who
lose their mind

in the middle of a battle.

Every sane person's got his
head down, trying to stay alive,

but one lunatic runs out
there out of control,

crazy full of hate, and if by
some miracle he doesn't die,

they pin a ribbon on him.

Send him home,

and tell him never
to be crazy again.

Hm.

You wanna be a hero.

Say goodbye to
your mother for me.

-Shame is, it was all about oil,

and that's the
God's honest truth,

keeping some rich Arabs rich.

I mean those poor boys,
they died for nothing.

-Why don't you just shut up?

-Jody,

I'm sorry, but that's it.

You're grounded for
the whole weekend.

I mean, no parade tomorrow,
no picnic, no nothing.

Do you understand?

-Fine.

I didn't wanna go anyway.

-Well, just go up to your room.

-Anybody bad mouth this
country, you go right after them,

no matter how big they are.

People who don't respect
the American way of life

deserve to have
their butts kicked.

Stay tough soldier, Uncle Sam.

You got that lighter fluid?

Here, let me do it.

Oh yeah, get it on.

Spread it around baby.

Spread it around.

Come on, light it up,
light it up, light it up.

-Yeah!

-You pervert, stay
away from my house.

I'm gonna call the
cops this time, Willie.

Hey, what
the hell are you doing?

Gee, what is this?

Inspector.

Stop following me.

How is this thing done?

I gotta wear this in
the parade tomorrow,

and it's all messed up.

What happened to your face?

I hope you got an eyeful.

All right,
let's see what you got.

Come on.

But you don't go after me.

Oh yeah!

In the hole.

-Lucky shot.

-Yeah, I'll catch up
with you guys in a second.

Where you going?

All right, later.

-What are you doing?

What is that?

Stop, stop.

Stop it.

Oh God.

Ah, ah, ah, ah.

Hey!

Hey!

Hey!

Let me out!

-What's taking him so long?

-I don't know, man.

Maybe I better go
back and look for him.

-Nope.

I gotta get back
before my dad sobers up

and finds out I'm gone.

-All right, you go on then.

I'm gonna go back and look.

Good night.

-Rick, where are you?

-Come on man, quit
fooling around.

Where are you? Let's go home.

Hey Rick, you still here?

-Take your places, everyone.

And remember no waving
at relatives or family.

I want you to keep in character.

Taylor, Taylor, remember now,

you are young Washington.

And Jeff, you're his father.

Taylor, put the
can of soda down.

I want you to take
this seriously.

-All right, the hatchet,
where's the hatchet?

-You don't have it?

Well, who's got the hatchet?

I've had enough
of this nonsense.

-Well maybe it's back in
the classroom, I'll go look.

-No Taylor, you stay
right where you are.

I'll go get it.

Where is that hatchet?

-Hey, what's the hold up?

We'll miss our
place in the march.

-Mister Crandall went
back to get the ax.

-I'm not missing this.

She had no right to take them.

I don't wanna go.

-That's exactly
why we are going,

so they can all see
what they did to you.

-Madge, if the boy
feels uncomfortable.

-It's just like you
to back down again.

-They were all juveniles.

No one was gonna
put them in jail.

They're all
gonna be there today,

their parents too.

All of them having
such a good time.

Well, they won't have so
much fun once we get there.

-I can't believe
the Cronins are here.

See what happens when
you play with fireworks?

Don't stare.

-Mom.

-Hello, Mister
and Missus Cronin.

Is it all right if I
talk to Barry a minute?

-Here's your friend, Jody.

-Yeah, it's me.

I'm glad you showed up.

I'm not even
supposed to be here.

I'm supposed to be grounded.

I'd like to come over sometime.

We could kind of hang out.

Come on, Barry, I
know you can hear me.

I'll come over,
and we'll do stuff.

-Like what?

-Like listening to CDs,
or I could read to you.

I got a whole collection
of war comics.

I don't think so.

He is still
recuperating, you know.

-Madge, the boy needs
somebody besides us.

He's gotta have friends.

-His friends did this to him.

-I wasn't there that
day, Missus Cronin.

I swear, I wasn't.

-Thank you.

Now, I'd like to welcome
you all here today

to our glorious 4th
of July celebration.

But before I introduce
Congressman Cummings

and all our entertainers,

we're gonna have
the National Anthem

sung by young Jesse Colbert.

So Jesse, why don't
you come on up here?

-Well, Rick and Clete,
this is for you guys.

Miss Brasher.

♪ Oh say can you see ♪

♪ By the dawn's early light ♪

♪ What so proudly we hailed ♪

♪ At the twilight's
last gleaming ♪

-Folks, I think we can do a
lot better than that ourselves.

What do you say, huh?

♪ Oh say can you see ♪

♪ By the dawn's early light ♪

♪ What so proud we hailed ♪

♪ At the twilight's
last gleaming ♪

♪ Whose broad stripes
and bright stars ♪

♪ Through the perilous fight ♪

♪ O'er the ramparts we watched ♪

-Who is it?

Who are you?

I'm here to do
what you want me to.

-What do you mean?

I'll make them
all feel your pain.

-What is your name?

-Even in darkness,

you can see me better
than those with eyes.

You know me.

-Who was that, man?

-What?

-There was a man here
just a minute ago.

He just went away.

-Oh, you mean Uncle Sam.

-Who's in that Uncle Sam suit.

Damned if I know,

but he sure does make
a good one, doesn't he?

-All right, now.

Take a look here.

Glasses, no glasses?

-No glasses.

-Don't we have
anything better to do

than a waste a day
talking to these hicks?

-Alvin, you need
every vote you can get.

Not to get real.

You don't have my vote.

-To keep from being called.

-I thought you said the crowd
was gonna be friendly, Dan.

-I'm surprised that cheap crook

has a nerve to show his face.

-We can't all be
war heroes, Jed.

Oh, can't be as bad as all that.

Congressman, you
had 14 fictitious people

on the government payroll.

-Well, if you ought to.

Hi.

You ought to be able to plea
bargain that down for me.

-Be grateful there are people

who are willing to listen to
you, without throwing rocks.

-I suppose you found
it quite amusing

when that boy went up there

and made mockery of
the National Anthem.

Your kind of humor.

-Hell, it's a lousy song.

Nobody can remember the words.

I'll give you 50 bucks

if you can recite all the words

without making a single mistake.

See, you can't do it.

Nobody can do it.

Francis Scott Key.

I mean, what else
did he ever write?

Nothing.

Not a single other hit.

-Hm.

How does he know?

I'm all right.

I'm all right.

-Really looking
for it, aren't you?

-What are you gonna do?

-Well, what do you
think I oughta do?

A kid your age.

Where'd you get this shit from?

-I found it.

-Mm-hmm.

You got any more on you?

Come on, empty out your pockets.

Now I want you to get back there

and you help your
mother at that smoker.

You work the rest of the day,

you make yourself useful,
and maybe we'll let this go.

You hear me?

-Yeah.

-Okay.

-Now where's the cleaver?

-On your mark.

Get set.

Go!

-Hey, watch out.

-Get out of my way, girl.

Watch out.

Hey, you watch out.

-Nice costume.

Can you help me find my
way back to the road?

Who the hell are you?

Lucky winner.

Good shot.

How about the white one?

- Lucky day.
- Here you go.

All right, sir.

Step right up.

Let's go, try your luck here.

-Please don't put
your arm around me.

-Sorry.

Oh, too bad.

-Just seems like the
natural thing to do.

Besides, everyone knows
we're seeing each other.

Step right up.

-It's not them
I'm worried about.

-Well then who is it?

Everybody get lots of munchies.

I don't know.

-Come on Louise, no one's
paying any attention to us.

-Let's get some ice cream.

Hi.

Cherry?

That'll be $1.

-It's Sam, isn't it?

He's long dead, and you're
still afraid of him.

-It's funny.

That's exactly what attracted
me to him in high school.

Nobody ever got in his way.

-Well, we all knew
he had a mean streak.

-The way you shoot,

you should get a job
working at the post office.

You know pal, you
should take it easy.

After all, we're doing
this for charity.

-Hey Ralph, how long
you gonna sit up there?

Come on, am I gonna have to
spend the whole day by myself?

Don't give me this
silent treatment, you.

-All that loud music.

I didn't hear any gunshot.

-Why would anybody
try to hurt Ralph?

He was so harmless.

-I know why, he was a crook.

-Jody, just be quiet.

You're not even
supposed to be here.

God, I'm sorry.

-Guess no place in this
country safe anymore.

-Ah, Mayor,

are we actually gonna go through

with the program
for this afternoon?

-Well, I don't see why not.

Folks have been looking
forward to this day all year.

Damn.

Clyde, Dale.

Get this body outta here.

-I need you to stall your
speech for a few hours.

-I want outta here.

-No, let's give the
television and news people

the chance to show up.

Look, this isn't just some
hayseed picnic anymore.

It's a major news story,

and a chance for you to
talk about law and order.

-All right.

TV? Yes.

Glasses, no glasses.

What do you think.

Is everybody about ready?

Won't be long till
the sun's down,

and we can start the
big fireworks show.

Whoever killed
Ralph got away clean.

They'll never catch him.

Jody, just keep your
opinions to yourself, okay?

-I know, I'm still grounded.

I'll go home.

If Sam was around,

this would never have happened.

He would've nailed the killer
and broke both his arms.

-Jody, your uncle
wasn't a superhero.

Life isn't a comic book.

-He was too a hero.

Why do you always put him down?

-Maybe because he did
some very bad things to us.

-Like what?

-Well, why don't you tell him.

-He's too young, he
wouldn't understand.

-Why wouldn't I understand?

-Look, I don't wanna
discuss it, okay?

-Because it's a lie?

-Look, why don't
you let me tell him?

He's gotta find out sometime.

-Louise, you're exhausted,

you don't know
what you're saying.

-But I do.

If we don't do something, he's
gonna grow up just like Sam.

-I am gonna be like him.

-You see?

Jody, your Uncle
Sam wanted everybody

to be afraid of
him, especially me.

He hurt me so badly
that I was afraid

that one day he might kill me.

-You're making that up.

-Why would I do that?

Why would I want
you to hate him?

-I don't know.

-She's telling the truth, Jody.

I know it's an
awful thing to say,

but I was so happy the
day that he got married,

and moved out of the house,

because then he'd have
another victim instead of me.

Louise, I'm sorry.

I could have warned Louise.

I could have told her about
what he'd been doing to me

since I was six years old.

But I didn't.

Things I couldn't
even tell mom and dad.

Things I knew were wrong.

He had a power over me.

I just couldn't fight him.

-That's enough.

You said enough.

-I think that's what came
between me and your father.

Don't you see honey?

I just couldn't trust men.

-Honey, do you understand
what she's trying to tell you?

-I'm sorry that happened to you.

-Come here, baby.

What's happened in the
past happened, okay?

But he's had a hold on you ever
since you were a little boy.

-He could fight
better than anyone.

-Yeah.

Well he fought a
war in our house,

all our lives, and
we were the losers.

-So why'd you take my medals?

-What medals? I
didn't take any medals.

You know, Uncle Sam's medals,

the ones I kept under my bed.

-Jody, why don't you
run along now, son.

I need to talk to the ladies.

They found another body,

this one with the head cut off.

-Now we've had a
little tragedy here,

but it's all being looked after.

People put a lot of time-

-Someone's been killed.

We got some good music coming.

-Now how did you know that?

There are others,

other dead ones too.

Followed biggest
fireworks display we've ever had.

We should have
left you in the shade.

-So there's no reason
for anybody to leave,

and we wouldn't want to
disappoint the children,

now would we?

Now ladies and gentlemen,

we're gonna have a few words
from Congressman Cummins,

who will present the award
for this year's cook-off.

So Congressman, you
wanna come on up here?

-Listen, he went back to the
limo to work on his speech,

and now the driver
can't find him.

-Well, we gotta move
along with the program.

-I understand.

-Okay, now we want to thank
the Chamber of Commerce

for these fireworks,

and the Twin Rivers
Fire Department

for setting up safely,

so we don't have a repetition
of last year's tragic event.

Now, let me call
your kind attention

to our fireworks tower
and our big show.

Take it away.

-What's going on?
What's happening?

-It's all right, son.

I'm gonna put your
mother in the car,

and I'll be right back.

-Go for it, I'll
push the wheelchair.

-Hey, thanks friend.

-How do you unlock this thing?

They're on the sides.

We don't have to run.

He won't hurt us.

-Who?

-He talked to me.

He touched me.

-You mean the tall guy
in the Uncle Sam costume?

-He knows I'm your friend.

-He knows me?

Did he tell you who he is?

-He didn't need to.

He's your uncle, Sam Harper.

My Uncle Sam? But he's dead.

-I never said he wasn't.

-What are you two
kids still doing here?

Let's get the hell outta here.

-We gotta go the police.

We know who did it.

-Is that so?

Well, I think the cops can
handle this without your help.

-I mean it, we know.

-All right, all right.

Why don't you try it,
I don't leave first.

-It's the guy in the
Uncle Sam costume.

-Good thing you
didn't look too close.

He might've killed you too.

-Who the hell was it?

-You're not going to believe
me, my uncle, Sam Harper.

-Oh sure, he just got
up and out the coffin.

-Something like that.

-Look, I'm too
old for this crap.

Cut it out.

-Didn't you tell me you could
still feel that leg of yours,

even though it's
gone nearly 40 years?

-You don't forget
anything, do you?

When I bumped in that
guy in the striped suit,

this feeling came over me,

I haven't felt since I was
laying in that foxhole,

with everybody around me dead.

It was cold and bodies froze,

and I could only
keep from freezing

by piling them on top of me,

that feeling of being
surrounded by death,

that all came back to me.

-So we have to tell somebody.

-You already told somebody, me.

Where are we going?

I'm looking at casting.

So now you
believe in ghosts, huh?

I thought ghosts
come out in the dark,

not in broad over daylight
on the 4th of July.

-All right, I've gotta
take her to emergency.

-You do that now, we'll
see your boy gets home.

-Oh, that's mighty
decent of you Jed.

Now you do just like
Jed says, you her?

-I couldn't open it before.

-Take this.

That's the Sergeant.

-Jesus.

-I guess you believe me now.

-Yeah, I guess so, kid.

-What are we going to do?

-Get outta here, for sure.

Where are we going now?

-Don't say nothing.

-What were you
all doing in there?

-We came by to pay our respects.

-Yeah.

-I know where I'd
go If I was him.

-Where?

-I'd go get my wife back.

-What's the boy
talking about Jed?

-Look, don't ask any questions.

Call the police.

Louise needs protection.

-I'll just go there myself.

-No, no, no, no, please.

Promise me you'll
stay right here,

because there's
nothing you can do.

Look after the kids, I'll
be back as quick as I can.

-Jed, I wish I knew what
you were talking about.

Take care of the boys.

-Okay look, you guys just
stay right here, all right?

Be back in a minute.

-What are you kids doing here?

-We're going with you.

-I don't need your
help, so go home.

-Sam won't hurt
anybody if I'm there.

-Is that so?

-He's right.

Sam thinks we're on his side.

-Damn kids, go
home to your mother.

-Louise, put the knife down.

We are here to look after you,

but where's your telephone?

We need the state police.

-It's in the kitchen.

-Here.

Take this, and don't
hesitate to use it.

-Don't worry.

Jed'll handle it.

He's a real soldier.

-Come on, somebody
answer the damn ph-

-Take a good look
at me, soldier.

You,

you made me into this.

-No.

You never fought
for your country.

You just killed for
the love of killing.

You're nothing.

So just die.

-Oh Jody.

-My poor grieving wife.

Do you still

love me?

-A lot of good that'll do.

-There's no use.

That son of a bitch won't die.

-Go on, get out.

Jed, get the cannon.

-Come on, let's get outta here.

You need to go outside.

Make sure she's okay.

-I came back for you.

You are the reason I'm here.

-I wanted to be like you.

-You have to be dead first.

Are you volunteering?

-I was proud of you.

You were like a hero, and
now you're killing Americans?

-Americans.

These are the same people that
left me to die in the desert.

Well now, now they've
gotta face me.

Your

Uncle Sam.

-Jody, we're here!

-You hear them?

I want them to see us together,

to show, I'm not afraid,

-They're coming, now.

-I'll can't fire
with Jody there.

-He'll get out of the way.

-I'm staying with Sam.

He's taking me back with him.

-Is that boy done gone nuts?

-Light it.

-Can't you all see us?

We belong together.

He's my uncle.

-Yes!

-Yeah.

All right!

I am the Marine
on the border of Kuwait.

I am a soldier, only
God knows my fate.

I am a sailor on the
sea, where I might die.

I am the pilot breathing
hell from the sky.

20 years ago, I was
born in the USA,

and God sent to the Desert
Storm one August day.

I'm young and scared,
but still full of pride.

I am an American, and
right is on my side.

Granddad served Old Glory
in world war number two,

and I am still defending
the red, white and blue.

Not one drop of blood is
worth the oil of Kuwait.

I might kill a man I
don't know enough to hate.

Hell, I don't even
know if I'm gonna win,

but I still believe that
freedom is not a sin.

The soldiers of Iraq are
waiting there to die.

Both sides are still screaming
the same warrior's cry.

Why, why, why?

I am the Marine on
the border of Kuwait.

I am a soldier, only
God knows my fate.

I am a sailor on the
sea, where I might die.

And I am the pilot
breathing hell from the sky.