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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.