Original subtitles

PREVIOUSLY ON "ARMY WIVES"...

I CAN'T RESPECT A MAN WHO WON'T TAKE RESPONSIBILITY FOR HIMSELF.

COME ON. WHAT ARE YOU DOING?

GLORIA.

GLORIA!

OHH!

(Gloria) OH, MY GOD.

A BOY?

(laughs) WHAT ABOUT THE OTHER ONE?

UH, NOTHING YET.

(Lang) BABY IS FLOPPY AND BLUE.

WE HAVE A GREAT TEAM, BABY?

AND THEY'RE DOING EVERYTHING THEY CAN.

(Trevor) DREW'S GONNA STAY HERE FOR A LITTLE BIT LONGER.

YOU'RE JUST GO(Trevor) AFRAID SO.

FOR HOW LONG?

UNTIL THE DOCTORS SAY HE'S READY.

(indistinct conversations)

MICHAEL, LOOK OUT!

(screaming)

(man) GET DOWN! GET DOWN!

(man) Shots fired!

Shots fired!

(man) GENERAL HOLDEN!

(man) MRS. SHERWOOD!

(Denise) FRANK!

(wind howling)

(people speaking indistinctly)

(siren wailing)

SIR, PLEASE STAY DOWN.

I'M FINE. HELP HIM.

READY? ONE, TWO, THREE.

AIRWAY'S CLEAR. HE'S BREATHING.

(man) COME ON. MOVE IT. MOVE.

(wailing continues)

GUNSHOT WOUNDS TO ABDOMEN AND SHOULDER.

LET'S GET SOME TAPE.

(wailing continues)

ONE, TWO, THREE.

(wailing continues)

(distorted voices speaking indistinctly)

FRANK!

(wailing continues)

(distorted voices continue speaking indistinctly)

(man) COMING THROUGH!

STRAIGHT TO THE O.R.

SORRY, SIR. MEDICAL PERSONNEL ONLY.

LET'S GO, PEOPLE.

SALINE'S OPEN.

(man speaks indistinctly)

***

WHERE IS HE?

HE'S IS HE OKAY?

HE WAS SHOT IN THE SHOULDER AND THE TORSO.

(voice breaks) OH, MY GOD.

MAJOR ADAMS IS LEADING THE SURGICAL TEAM.

YOU KNOW HE'S THE BEST THERE IS, DENISE.

(exhales)

(man) STAT EX-LAP FOR GUNSHOT WOUND,

LEFT THORACOABDOMINAL REGION.

NO EXIT.

(woman) YES, DOCTOR. TRAY.

LET'S BE ALERT FOR SOME MASSIVE BLEEDING.

(monitor beeping rhythmically)

(woman) HERE'S WHAT WE KNOW AT THIS HOUR--

AN UNIDENTIFIED GUNMAN FIRED SEVERAL SHOTS

AT GENERAL MICHAEL HOLDEN

AS HE EXITED THE STAGE HERE

AT THE 100th ANNIVERSARY CELEBRATION AT FORT MARSHALL.

GENERAL HOLDEN WAS PUSHED TO SAFETY

BY A (keypad beeping) ..

WHO WAS TAKEN TO THE HOSPITAL WITH GUNSHOT WOUNDS.

(cell phone rings)

(indistinct conversations)

(cell phone beeps)

HI, GLORIA.

I'M WATCHING THE NEWS. I know.FUL.

I-I'M AT THE HOSPITAL NOW.

You are? Is General Holden okay?

HE IS, BUT, UH...

BUT FRANK SHERWOOD WAS SHOT.

OH, MY GOD. HOW IS HE?

HE'S, UH, BEING OPERATED ON RIGHT NOW.

I'LL--I'LL LET YOU KNOW AS SOON AS I HEAR ANYTHING.

PLEASE.

AND LET DENISE KNOW I'M PRAYING FOR HER.

I will.

(sighs)

(beeps)

(monitor beeping rhythmically)

THERE IT IS.

(clatters)

LET'S KEEP ON THAT.

ALL RIGHT, REMOVING PACKING, LEFT QUADRANT.

ALL RIGHT. CLAMP.

(speaks indistinctly)

SCISSORS.

(Roxy) HE'S OUT.

HERE.

OHH.

(whispers) GOT HIM?

(sighs)

WE'RE BACK.

SHH! THE BABY'S SLEEPING.

(whispers) OH.

(lowered voice) WE'RE BACK.

(exhales) YOU OKAY?

(normal voice) YEAH, I'M ALL RIGHT.

THANK YOU.

ANY WORD ON FRANK?

CAN WE SEE THE BABY?

YEAH, JUST KEEP IT DOWN.

SHH.

TTHEY'RE GREAT.

LIKE I SAID, WE WERE ALREADY AT THE CAR

WHEN THE SHOTS WERE FIRED.

(sighs) THANK GOD.

AND FINN'S TEACHER CALLED. THEY'RE ALL SAFE.

GOOD.

NOW WE JUST NEED FRANK TO PULL THROUGH.

(sighs)

YEAH.

(indistinct conversations)

HOW IS HE?

HE'S STILL IN SURGERY.

OH.

THE GUNMAN WAS IDENTIFIED AS RYAN KELLNER,

33-YEAR-OLD DAY LABORER.

DID ODD JOBS

AS WELL AS BLEACHER CONSTRUCTION FOR THE CEREMONY.

WE THINK THAT'S HOW HE SMUGGLED IN THE GUN.

THAT MAKES SENSE.

JACKIE CLARKE BUMPED INTO HIM YESTERDAY AT THE BLEACHERS.

THAT'S WHY SHE RECOGNIZED HIM.

YEAH, THE POLICE FOUND A VIDEO ON HIS HOME COMPUTER.

PLANNED TO DIE A MARTYR.

WANTED TO START A REVOLUTION.

AYES, SIR..

HE HAD 2 EXTRA MAGAZINES, 13 ROUNDS EACH.

COULD'VE LOST A LOT OF LIVES TODAY.

(sighs)

LET'S HOPE WE DON'T LOSE ANY.

(woman) SCISSORS.

(monitor beeping rhythmically)

OKAY.

(clatters)

ELECTROCAUTERY.

(beeping continues)

(indistinct conversations)

(woman speaking indistinctly over p.a.)

(indistinct conversations continue)

(exhales) OKAY.

HE'S OUT OF SURGERY. HE'S STABLE.

NOW THE GUNSHOT WOUND TO THE SHOULDER

WAS SUPERFICIAL.

THE ABDOMINAL WOUND WAS A BIT MORE SERIOUS.

UH, WE GOT THE BULLET,

BUT WE HAD TO TAKE OUT FRANK'S SPLEEN.

IS THAT BAD?

WELL, MEDICALLY, NO, THAT'S CORRECT,

AND AS LONG AS FRANK TAKES CARE OF HIMSELF,

THERE REALLY SHOULDN'T BE ANY PROBLEMS.

HE CAN REMAIN ABSOLUTELY, SIR.

CAN I SEE HIM?

ONCE HE'S OUT OF RECOVERY.

OKAY, THANK YOU.

YEAH, THANK YOU, MAJOR.

OF COURSE. WE GOT LUCKY TODAY.

(sighs)

OH, MY GOD.

COLONEL SHERWOOD IS IN STABLE CONDITION

AND EXPECTED TO MAKE A FULL RECOVERY.

GENERAL HOLDEN,

CONSIDERING WHAT HAPPENED, DO YOU THINK THAT FORT MARSHALL

TOOK THE PROPER PRECAUTIONS?

ABSOLUTELY.

WE DID EVERYTHING WITHIN REASON TO PROTECT OUR GUESTS.

UNFORTUNATELY, IT'S DIFFICULT TO STOP AN ASSASSIN

WHO IS WILLING TO SACRIFICE HIS OWN LIFE

TO TAKE ANOTHER'S, AS WAS THE CASE TODAY.

AND WE CAN THANK THE QUICK ACTIONS

OF COLONEL SHERWOOD AND OTHER SOLDIERS

FOR PREVENTING FATALITIES.

BUT LET'S NOT LET THE ACTIONS OF A LUNATIC

OVERSHADOW THE SIGNIFICANCE OF THIS ANNIVERSARY CELEBRATION,

WHICH WAS MEANT TO HONOR OUR MEN AND WOMEN IN UNIFORM

AND THE FAMILIES WHO SUPPORT THEM.

IT IS THEIR SACRIFICE AND THEIR COURAGE

THAT WE SHOULD BE TALKING ABOUT.

THAT'S THE REAL STORY,

TODAY AND EVERY DAY, AS FAR AS I'M CONCERNED.

THANK YOU.

(people speaking indistinctly)

FRANK.

(mutters)

HEY, BABY.

FRANK.

(exhales)

DREW CONTINUES TO SHOW STEADY IMPROVEMENT.

HIS RESPIRATORY FUNCTION IS NORMAL.

BLOOD WORK LOOKS GOOD.

HE HAS BEEN FEEDING PROPERLY AND GAINING WEIGHT.

THAT'S FANTASTIC.

HE'S OUR LITTLE FIGHTER.

HE CERTAINLY IS.

(coos)

WHAT ABOUT, UM..

BRAIN ACTIVITY?

WE HAVEN'T BEEN ABLE TO DETECT

ANY EVIDENCE OF BRAIN DAMAGE.

REALLY?

SO YOU THINK HE'S GONNA BE FINE?

(Drew fusses)

I THINK HE IS FINE.

WHEW.

YOU CAN TAKE HIM HOME.

NOW?

NOW.

(baby-talk voice) HELLO.

I'LL HAVE A NURSE GET THE PAPERWORK TOGETHER.

THANK YOU.

(normal voice) HI, DREW.

HI. YES.

(baby-talk voice) HELLO. YEAH.

WHAT DO YOU SAY, BUDDY? YOU WANT TO GET OUTTA HERE?

(coos)

WANT SOME COMPANY?

PLEASE.

HOW YOU DOIN'?

I'M GOOD, SIR.

I JUST WISH EVERYBODY WOULD STOP WORRYING ABOUT ME.

I ASSUME THEY EXPLAINED TO YOU

THAT YOU WERE SHOT... TWICE.

YES, SIR.

THEY MENTIONED SOMETHING ABOUT IT.

BUT HELL, SIR.

THAT WAS-- THAT WAS HOURS AGO.

(chuckles)

THEY GOT THE GUY, RIGHT?

YEAH, YEAH, THEY GOT HIM.

(grunts)

LISTEN, FRANK, I--

HEY.

LOOK WHO'S HERE?

AWW. COME HERE, PRINCESS.

HAVE YOU HEARD FROM CLAUDIA JOY?

JUST A FEW MINUTES AGO.

SHE WAS THINKING ABOUT FLYING BACK.

I TOLD HER, WE'RE ALL OKAY,

SHE SHOULD STAY WITH THE FIRST LADY.

OH, OF COURSE.

YEAH, BUT SHE DOES SEND HER LOVE TO YOU BOTH.

I'M GONNA GET GOING.

OH, I DIDN'T MEAN TO INTERRUPT.

NO, NO, FAMILY FIRST.

I'LL CATCH UP WITH YOU LATER.

YEAH. ROGER THAT, SIR.

SAY "HI, DADA."

(babbles)

HEY, SWEET PEA.

YOU BEING A GOOD GIRL? (chuckles)

SAY "H(babbles)

(fusses)

HE'S ADORABLE, ROXY.

HE TAKES AFTER HIS FATHER.

N(laughs).

WHEW.

(fusses)

WYATT WAS AN ANGEL.

HE JUST WENT TO SLEEP.

ARE YOU KIDDING?

I LOVE HANGING OUT WITH CHILDREN WHO DON'T TALK BACK.

(Drew fusses)

(crying)

(Roland and Trevor speak indistinctly)

(crying continues)

SHH.

SHH.

AND SO IT BEGINS.

(Jackie chuckles)

(crying continues)

IT'S A CLEAN BREAK, WHICH IS ACTUALLY A GOOD THING.

THAT MEANS THE WRIST WILL HEAL FASTER.

YOU HEAR THAT?

YOU FEEL ALL RIGHT, AISHA?

FORTUNATELY, THE FRACTURE DOESN'T AFFECT THE JOINT,

SO THERE'S NO NEED TO RESET THE BONE.

OH, THAT'S A RELIEF.

SO YOU PLAY SOCCER, HUH?

YES, MA'AM.

THIS GIRL FROM THE OTHER TEAM

KNOCKED HER DOWN GOING FOR THE BALL.

OH. IT HAPPENS.

WELL, YOUR TEAM'S GONNA HAVE TO GO WITHOUT YOU

FOR A FEW GAMES,

BUT YOUR WRIST SHOULD BE GOOD TO GO IN ABOUT SIX WEEKS.

SIX WEEKS?

I KNOW IT SOUNDS LIKE A LONG TIME,

BUT IT'LL GO BY FAST.

AND IN THE MEANTIME, YOU GET TO PICK OUT A COOL CAST.

PICK OUT ANY COLOR YOU WANT.

I'LL SEND THE CAST TECHNICIAN IN.

THANK YOU.

GOOD LUCK, AISHA.

THANK YOU.

WELL DONE.

(Gloria) YOU GOT A MINUTE?

I DIDN'T WANT TO SAY NOTHIN' IN THERE.

BETWEEN COLONEL SHERWOOD GETTING SHOT,

AND ROXY'S BABY HAVING TROUBLE,

AND YOUR HUSBAND BEING DEPLOYED AND ALL,

WHAT'S GOING ON WITH ME ISN'T SUCH A BIG DEAL.

BUT?

BUT HECTOR AND I ARE GETTING A DIVORCE.

OHH.

YEAH, THERE'S JUST NO GOING BACK FOR ME.

I'M SORRY TO HEAR THAT.

BUT I HAVE TO SAY, IT DOESN'T SURPRISE ME.

HE'S JUST SO IMMATURE.

THIS WHOLE THING'S SO EMBARRASSING.

OH, RELAX.

I'VE BEEN THROUGH THIS BEFORE WITH OTHER ARMY WIVES.

YEAH?

YEAH, UNFORTUNATELY.

WELL, THAT'S KINDA GOOD, ACTUALLY,

'CAUSE I COULD USE YOUR HELP.

OKAY. HOW?

I DON'T KNOW HOW TO GET DIVORCED.

(chuckles)

WHAT I MEAN IS... WHERE DO YOU START?

WELL, THAT DEPENDS IF IT'S CONTESTED OR UNCONTESTED.

DO YOU THINK THAT HECTOR WILL AGREE TO A DIVORCE?

UGH. I DON'T KNOW.

(Hector) HELL, NO!

WE'RE NOT GETTING A DIVORCE.

BE REASONABLE, HECTOR. OUR MARRIAGE IS OVER.

NO, IT ISN'T. I LOVE YOU. YOU LOVE ME.

I DON'T LOVE YOU ANYMORE.

YES, YOU DO.

YOU THINK YOU DON'T.

YOU'RE JUST MAD. YOU'RE UPSET.

I'M NOT UPSET.

WE'RE FINISHED, THROUGH.

HEY, I'M GIVING PENNY MONEY FOR THE BABY.

WHAT ELSE DO YOU WANT FROM ME, HUH?

YOU WANT ME TO GO BACK TO COUNSELING?

I'LL GO BACK TO COUNSELING.

I WANT A DIVORCE.

LOOK, WE CAN DO THIS THE EASY WAY OR THE HARD WAY,

BUT WE'RE DEFINITELY DOING IT.

WHAT, EASY WAY, HARD WAY-- WHAT ARE YOU TALKIN' ABOUT?

IF YOU CONTEST THE DIVORCE, WE GOTTA GET LAWYERS.

IT TAKES TIME, MONEY, AND ENDS UP CHANGING NOTHIN'.

IT'S STUPID.

IF IT'S UNCONTESTED, WE GET A MEDIATOR.

THE WHOLE THING'S OVER IN WEEKS.

WHAT ARE YOU, SOME TYPE OF EXPERT NOW?

I TALKED TO MRS. CLARKE.

OH, YOUR GOOD BUDDY MRS. CLARKE.

SHE KNOWS WHAT SHE'S TALKIN' ABOUT.

YOU THINK YOU'RE SO SMART,

HANGING OUT WITH THE GENERAL'S WIFE.

WOULD YOU LISTEN TO ME?

YOU COULD KEEP EVERYTHING-- THE TV, THE WEIGHTS,

YOUR STUPID VIDEO GAMES.

I DON'T CARE.

I JUST WANT THIS THING TO BE OVER QUICKLY AND CHEAPLY.

WELL, I'M NOT DOIN' IT.

DAMN IT, HECTOR!

WHERE ARE YOU GONNA LIVE? WHAT ARE YOU GONNA LIVE ON?

DON'T WORRY ABOUT ME. JUST THINK ABOUT WHAT I SAID.

YOU WANT LAWYERS?

WELL, WE'LL GET LAWYERS,

BUT WE'RE DEFINITELY GETTING A DIVORCE.

(door slams)

(Drew and Wyatt crying)

(Devo's "Working in the Coal Mine" playing)

* WELL, I'M BEEN WORKING IN A COAL MINE *

* GOIN' DOWN, DOWN

* WORKING IN A COAL MINE

* WHEW! ABOUT TO SLIP DOWN

* WORKING IN A COAL MINE

* GOIN' DOWN, DOWN

* WORKING IN A COAL MINE

* WHEW! ABOUT TO SLIP DOWN

* 5:00 IN THE MORNING

* I'M UP BEFORE THE SUN

* WHEN MY WORKDAY IS OVER

* TOO TIRED FOR HAVING FUN

* I BEEN WORKING IN A COAL MINE *

* GOIN' DOWN, DOWN

* WORKING IN A COAL MINE

* WHEW! ABOUT TO SLIP DOWN

* WORKING IN A COAL MINE, GOIN' DOWN, DOWN *

* WORKING IN A COAL MINE

* WHEW! ABOUT TO SLIP DOWN

(Drew and Wyatt crying)

* LORD

* I AM SO TIRED

* HOW LONG CAN THIS GO ON?

* WELL, I BEEN WORKING IN A COAL MINE *

* GOIN' DOWN, DOWN

* WORKING IN A COAL MINE

* WHEW! ABOUT TO SLIP DOWN

* WORKING IN A COAL MINE

* GOIN' DOWN, DOWN

* WORKING IN A COAL MINE

* WHEW! ABOUT TO SLIP DOWN

* 5:00 IN THE MORNING

* I'M UP BEFORE THE SUN

* WHEN MY WORKDAY IS OVER

* TOO TIRED FOR HAVING FUN

* WELL, I BEEN WORKING IN A COAL MINE *

* GOIN' DOWN, DOWN

* WORKING IN A COAL MINE

* WHEW! ABOUT TO SLIP DOWN

* WORKING IN A COAL MINE

(sound distorts) * GOIN' DOWN, DOWN

(object crashes)

(crickets chirping)

(Drew and Wyatt crying)

(Roxy) TREVOR!

(crying continues)

* WORKING

* GOIN'

* WORKING

* WHEW! ABOUT TO SLIP DOWN

* WORKING

(children laughing)

(indistinct conversations)

WHEW.

(laughing continues)

WHOA. WHOA. ONE AT A TIME.

(children laugh)

ANIMALS.

MM. KIDS.

SAME THING. (huffs)

(yawns) MORNING.

HEY, TREVOR.

AND IT'S AFTERNOON.

RIGHT. SORRY WE'RE LATE.

GET THIS MAN A CHEESEBURGER.

I THINK CAFFEINE'S A BETTER CALL.

HOW ABOUT A NAP?

SORRY.

HEY, YOU KNEW THE JOB WAS DANGEROUS WHEN YOU TOOK IT.

YEAH, BUT NOBODY TOLD ME HOW DANGEROUS.

WELCOME TO THE CLUB, DAD.

YOU GUYS NEED ME? I GOTTA HIT UP THE P.X.

WE'RE OUT OF DIAPERS AND...

UH, A FEW MILLION OTHER THINGS.

YOU ARE RELIEVED OF DUTY, LIEUTENANT.

THANKS.

I WILL BRING THE BOYS HOME WHEN THIS IS OVER.

REALGO.

WHGO.

(children laughing and shouting indistinctly)

BEEN THERE.

HEY, I'M STILL THERE.

OH, RIGHT.

HI..

(Joan) BACK TO WORK, ROLAND.

WE'VE GOT A YES, MA'AM.

(Denise and Joan laugh)

HOW'S FRANK?

OH, HE'S GREAT. HE'LL BE HOME IN TWO DAYS.

THAT'S FAST, ISN'T IT?

YEAH, WELL, YOU KNOW FRANK.

HE WANTED TO WALK OUT OF THE O.R.

(chuckles)

(laughs)

MM.

YEAH.

(indistinct conversations)

HEY, I KNOW THAT GIRL.

(indistinct conversations continue)

AISHA?

YEAH, I TREATED HER YESTERDAY. BROKEN WRIST.

SHE A FRIEND OF DAVID'S?

OH, SHE'S MORE THAN DAVID'S FRIEND.

YES. THAT IS DAVID'S GIRLFRIEND.

WHAT? (chuckles)

A GIRLFRIEND?

FROM WHAT WE CAN DETERMINE,

THAT MEANS THEY EAT LUNCH TOGETHER AT SCHOOL.

(laughs) OKAY.

HEY, WHEN ARE WE HAVING CAKE?

WHO SAYS WE'RE HAVING CAKE?

(Roland) SLOW DOWN, BRUH.

I'M STILL FLIPPING BURGERS OVER HERE.

OKAY.

HI, AISHA. REMEMBER ME?

HOW'S YOUR WRIST?

GOOD.

HOW DO YOU KNOW AISHA?

OH, I TREATED HER YESTERDAY

AFTER SHE GOT HURT PLAYING SOCCER.

SHE WASN'T PLAYING SOCCER, SHE FELL OFF HER BIKE.

I THOUGHT YOU WERE PLAYING SOCCER.

NO. SHE DIDN'T HAVE ANY GAMES THIS WEEK.

NONE OF US DID.

YOUR MOM SAID THAT YOU GOT KNOCKED DOWN BY A GIRL

GOING FOR A BALL.

I WASN'T SUPPOSED TO BE RIDING MY BIKE.

OH.

SO YOU TOLD YOUR MOM IT WAS SOCCER?

OKAY. LET'S GO.

UH, CALL US FOR CAKE?

CALL US FOR CAKE WHAT?

PLEASE.

(children speaking indistinctly)

PROBLEMS?

WELL, HER INJURIES WEREN'T CONSISTENT

WITH A BIKE ACCIDENT.

NO SCRAPES OR ABRASIONS.

WELL, MAYBE SHE FELL ON THE GRASS.

MAYBE.

WHY DON'T YOU TALK TO HER PARENTS

WHEN THEY COME TO PICK HER UP?

YEAH, I THINK I WILL.

(whistle blows)

(Ski) ALL RIGHT, MEN.

BRING IT IN AROUND ME.

(grunting)

(man) FALL IN.

(men panting)

GREAT JOB. GET CLEANED UP.

I'LL SEE YOU BACK HERE IN 60 MIKES. DISMISSED.

(all) OO-AHH.

(man) OKAY. ALL RIGHT, LET'S GO.

(indistinct conversations)

CAN I TALK TO YOU, SERGEANT?

WHAT'S ON YOUR MIND, CRUZ?

DIVORCE.

SO THIS OTHER WOMAN'S REALLY CARRYING YOUR KID, HUH?

YEAH.

YOU SHOULDN'T HAVE BEEN SCREWING AROUND, CRUZ.

I KNOW THAT, SERGEANT.

I WISH TO GOD I HADN'T.

SO NOW WHAT?

WELL, I FOUND OUT THE ARMY WILL HELP PAY FOR THE KID

ONCE HE'S BORN.

UNTIL THEN, I JUST GIVE THE WOMAN WHAT I CAN

FOR HEALTH CARE.

THAT'S THE RIGHT THING TO DO.

YEAH, WELL, IT WAS GLORIA'S IDEA.

BUT SHE'S STILL MAD AT ME.

I'M GONNA LEVEL WITH YOU, CRUZ.

SOMETIMES, WHEN THINGS GET BROKE,

THEY CAN'T BE FIXED.

I THINK THIS IS ONE OF THOSE TIMES.

BUT I LOVE HER, SERGEANT.

YEAH,

BUT SHE DOESN'T LOVE YOU.

AT LEAST NOT ANYMORE.

IT SUCKS, BUT YOU GOTTA LET GO.

YEAH, I DON'T WANT TO.

I KNOW.

I'M GONNA TELL YOU SOMETHING

THAT NO ONE ELSE IN THE PLATOON KNOWS.

(huffs) IF YOU BLAB TO ANYONE,

I'LL RIP YOUR HEAD OFF AND FEED IT TO THE GATORS.

UNDERSTAND?

GISELA'S MY SECOND WIFE.

GOT MARRIED THE FIRST TIME WHEN I WAS 18.

DUMBASS PRIVATE, JUST LIKE YOU.

LONGEST 234 DAYS OF MY LIFE.

(chuckles)

YOU GOT THE MAKINGS OF A GOLD SOLDIER, CRUZ.

LET THE ARMY BE YOUR FAMILY FOR A WHILE.

YOU'LL MEET ANOTHER GIRL SOMEDAY.

AND WHEN YOU DO, NEXT TIME, YOU'LL DO BETTER.

JUST THINK ABOUT IT.

THANK YOU, SERGEANT.

(exhales deeply)

THANK YOU SO MUCH.

(laughs)

(indistinct conversations)

WELL, HELLO, STAFF SERGEANT.

(laughs)N, MA'AM.

THIS IS MY HUSBAND ROLAND.

ROLAND, THIS IS AISHA'S FATHER, STAFF SERGEANT BRAD OAKLEY.

OH, PLEASURE. YOU'VE GOT A LOVELY DAUGHTER.

THANK YOU.

YEAH.

AND THIS IS OUR FRIEND DENISE SHERWOOD.

SHE'S A NURSE AT MERCER HOSPITAL.

HI.

DENISE TREATED AISHA YESTERDAY,

AND SHE WANTED TO TALK TO YOU FOR A MINUTE.

ABOUT WHAT?

WELL, I'LL LET HER EXPLAIN.

(children speaking indistinctly)

UH, THIS IS AN AWKWARD SITUATION,

SERGEANT, BUT, UM,

I'M CONFUSED ABOUT THE NATURE OF AISHA'S INJURY.

CONFUSED?

YOUR WIFE SAID IT HAPPENED DURING A SOCCER GAME,

AND AISHA'S BEEN TELLING HER FRIENDS

THAT IT WAS A BIKE ACCIDENT.

SO?

SO WHY WOULD AISHA SAY THAT?

(chuckles) I DON'T KNOW.

KIDS SAY CRAZY THINGS ALL THE TIME, RIGHT?

MM-HMM.

SO WAS IT A SOCCER INJURY?

IF MY WIFE SAYS IT WAS SOCCER, IT WAS SOCCER.

I'M JUST TRYING TO UNDERSTAND HOW AISHA GOT INJURED.

YOU ALREADY KNOW. IT WAS AN ACCIDENT.

RIGHT, BUT WHAT KIND OF AN ACCIDENT?

ARE YOU ACCUSING MY FAMILY OF LYING?

NO, OF COURSE NOT.

LOOK, I'M--I'M--

COME ON, HONEY. WE'RE GOING.

(children laughing)

I RESENT YOUR TONE.

THAT DIDN'T GO WELL.

NOT SO MUCH.

AISHA'S MOM IS LYING ABOUT SOCCER,

AND AISHA IS LYING ABOUT THE BIKE ACCIDENT.

SO HOW DID SHE BREAK HER WRIST?

YOU'RE THINKING ABUSE?

WELL, YOU SAW THE DAD, HOW BELLIGERENT HE WAS.

JOAN SAYS HE JUST GOT BACK FROM HIS FIFTH DEPLOYMENT.

COULD BE SEEING THE SIGNS OF RESIDUAL STRESS.

MM-HMM. SO COULD AISHA.

I'M CALLING A CASE WORKER.

(The Civil Wars' "Poison & Wine" playing)

THANKS.

(indistinct conversations)

OKAY.

(sighs) OKAY, WHAT?

I WON'T CONTEST IT.

OH.

JUST TELL ME WHAT TO DO ABOUT THE LEGAL STUFF.

RIGHT.

I MOVED INTO THE BARRACKS.

YOU CAN HAVE THE APARTMENT.

I PAID THE RENT THROUGH THE MONTH.

THANK YOU.

YOU'RE WELCOME.

***

(jangles keys)

* YOUR MOUTH IS POISON

* YOUR MOUTH IS WINE

(exhales)

SO I GUESS THIS IS IT.

* YOU THINK YOUR DREAMS

I GUESS SO.

* ARE THE SAME AS MINE

I'M SORRY.

HECTOR.

* OOH

WHAT CHANGED YOUR MIND?

* BUT I ALWAYS

IT'S TIME TO LET GO.

* WILL

* I ALWAYS WILL

(sighs)

* I ALWAYS

* WILL

(Brad) HEY!

WHAT DID YOU DO?!

YOU CAN'T BE IN HERE.

THEY COULD TAKE AISHA AWAY.

YOU NEED TO STEP BACK.

WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS?

PLEASE LEAVE.

I'M NOT LEAVING UNTIL YOU TELL ME WHY YOU'RE COMING AFTER ME.

WHAT DID YOU TELL THEM?

YOU HAVE TO CALM DOWN.

DON'T TELL ME TO CALM DOWN!

A SOCIAL WORKER ASKED ME IF I HIT MY DAUGHTER.

HOW COULD YOU SAY THAT?

I DIDN'T SAY THAT.

I NEVER HIT HER! I COULD NEVER HIT MY LITTLE GIRL!

STEP BACK, SERGEANT.

SHE'S TRYING TO RUIN MY FAMILY.

GET AWAY FROM HER NOW, SERGEANT.

(people speaking indistinctly)

SHE'S SPREADING LIES ABOUT ME AND MY DAUGHTER.

WE HAVE A PROBLEM HERE?

THIS MAN ASSAULTED A NURSE.

I DIDN'T TOUCH HER.

HE REFUSED TO LEAVE A RESTRICTED AREA.

IS THAT WHAT HAPPENED, MA'AM?

YES.

HANDS BEHIND YOUR BACK.

OH, COME ON.

NOW, SERGEANT.

(people continue speaking indistinctly)

(handcuffs click)

I'LL BE BACK FOR A STATEMENT.

(exhales) THANK YOU.

DID HE HURT YOU?

NO. I'M OKAY.

(exhales)

HERE ARE THREE RELIABLE MEDIATORS.

I SUGGEST YOU MEET WITH ALL OF THEM

AND SEE WHICH ONE'S THE BEST FIT.

(singsongy) GLORIA.

SORRY.

(normal voice) AND HERE'S SOME ARMY INFORMATION

ON HOW TO HANDLE THE TRANSFER OF PAPERWORK.

WHAT AM I DOING?

WHAT?

WHAT AM I STAYING HERE FOR, JACKIE?

I MEAN, HECTOR PAID FOR THE APARTMENT THROUGH THE MONTH,

WHICH IS REALLY NICE, BUT ONCE THAT MONEY'S GONE,

I CAN'T AFFORD TO LIVE HERE BY MYSELF.

WELL, MAYBE YOU CAN MOVE IN TO A CHEAPER PLACE.

YEAH.

BUT WHY STAY IN CHARLESTON AT ALL?

I CAN'T ANSWER THAT.

I CAN'T EITHER.

(sighs) I JUST REALIZED THAT. STUPID, RIGHT?

NO.

NO, YOU HAVE BEEN THROUGH A LOT.

ALL MY FAMILY'S BACK IN THE BRONX.

I MEAN, I COULD LIVE WITH MY SISTER RENT-FREE

WHILE I FIGURE OUT WHAT TO DO NEXT.

THAT MAKES SENSE.

BUT WHAT ABOUT ROXY?

HOW CAN I LEAVE HER

WHEN SHE REALLY NEEDS ME AT THE HUMP?

I CAN'T JUST RUN OUT ON HER WHEN SHE'S BEEN SO GOOD TO ME.

I DON'T THINK SHE'D SEE IT THAT WAY.

SHE'S HAD FRIENDS COME AND GO BEFORE,

AND ONE DAY, SHE'LL BE MOVING ON HERSELF.

IT'S THE ARMY.

NOTHING STAYS THE SAME FOREVER.

I HADN'T THOUGHT ABOUT THAT.

(indistinct conversations)

I JUST GOT OFF THE PHONE

WITH THE PROVOST MARSHAL'S OFFICE.

THEY ASKED IF YOU WANT TO PRESS CHARGES

AGAINST OAKLEY FOR ASSAULT.

I DON'T KNOW.

I THINK YOU SHOULD.

I PULLED HIS DAUGHTER'S MEDICAL HISTORY.

THIS SHOULD'VE BEEN CAUGHT A WHILE AGO.

WHAT DO YOU MEAN?

THERE WASN'T ANYTHING UNUSUAL IN HER FILE.

NOT AT MERCER,

BUT THE OAKLEYS TRANSFERRED HERE FROM FORT HOPE.

I GOT AISHA'S RECORDS FROM THE POST HOSPITAL.

THREE VISITS TO THE EMERGENCY ROOM

IN THE LAST TWO YEARS.

NOTHING STANDS OUT IN PARTICULAR--

A SPRAINED ANKLE, CUT CHEEK, BROKEN FINGER...

BUT THEN I CALLED CUMBERLAND COUNTY GENERAL,

WHICH SERVES THE FORT HOPE COMMUNITY.

AISHA'S BEEN THERE TWICE IN THE LAST YEAR.

ONCE FOR A BROKEN ARM,

ONCE FOR STITCHES TO THE BACK OF THE HEAD.

WHAT?

ABUSIVE PARENTS WILL DO THAT.

THEY'LL TAKE THEIR KIDS TO DIFFERENT HOSPITALS

IN ORDER TO AVOID SUSPICION.

MY GOD.

YOU DID GOOD, DENISE.

THANKS.

I'LL SEE YOU TOMORROW.

(sighs)

(rings)

(rings and beeps)

DENISE.

Hey, Joan.

I HAVE A FAVOR.

Sure. What do you need?

IT'S ABOUT STAFF SERGEANT OAKLEY.

(man speaks indistinctly)

(Roxy) I WAS HOPING IT WOULD WORK OUT.

BUT YOU TWO ARE SO YOUNG,

AND YOU BARELY KNEW EACH OTHER WHEN YOU GOT MARRIED.

YEAH, BUT NEITHER DID YOU AND TREVOR.

WELL... WE WERE OLDER,

MORE EXPERIENCED ANYWAY.

I ALREADY HAD ONE MARRIAGE AND TWO KIDS,

AND TREVOR HAD BEEN IN THE ARMY FOR A WHILE.

TRUE. (chuckles)

HEY, YOU MAKE A MISTAKE, YOU LEARN FROM IT,

THEN YOU MOVE ON.

IN THE MEANTIME, YOU'VE GOT YOUR WORK

AND YOU'VE GOT YOUR FRIENDS.

LOOK, ABOUT THAT,

I KNOW YOU'VE BEEN COUNTING ON ME

TO LOOK AFTER THE HUMP AND ALL, BUT--

(baby crying)

TREVOR?

(Trevor) I GOT IT.

(crying stops)

THANKS, BABE.

(chuckles)

(exhales)

PLEASE DON'T HATE ME, ROXY.

HATE YOU FOR WHAT?

I WANT TO GO BACK TO NEW YORK.

OH.

FOR HOW LONG?

I DON'T KNOW. FOREVER MAYBE.

I REALLY MISS MY FAMILY.

DON'T EVEN THINK ABOUT IT.

REALLY?

I TOTALLY GET IT.

WHAT ABOUT YOU AND THE BAR AND THE BABIES?

YOU KNOW WHAT? WE'LL-- WE'LL FIGURE IT OUT.

YOU HAVE TO DO WHAT'S BEST FOR YOU.

I OWE YOU SO MUCH, ROXY.

I DON'T WANT TO LEAVE YOU IN A BAD WAY.

WE'RE FRIENDS, RIGHT?

YOU'RE MY BEST FRIEND.

AND THAT IS WHY I WANT TO SEE YOU HAPPY.

(exhales) I'M GONNA MISS YOU SO MUCH.

HEY, YOU'RE NOT GONE YET.

I CAN'T HELP IT. I'M EMOTIONAL.

(both laugh)

OH, I KNOW THAT.

(laughs)

(knock on door)

COME.

I HOPE I'M NOT INTERRUPTING.

(chuckles) INTERRUPTING WHAT, SIR?

CLAUDIA JOY SUGGESTED I BRING YOU A BOOK,

BUT YOU GOT PLENTY OF BOOKS, SO...

I THOUGHT I'D BRING YOU THIS INSTEAD.

OOH. WHAT IS IT?

A CHEESEBURGER...

OH, YES.

FRIES...

OO-AHH. (laughs)

AND A CHOCOLATE SHAKE.

OH, MY GOD.

THAT'S NOT BAD FOR YOUR STOMACH, IS IT?

OH, WHO CARES, SIR?

(laughs) DON'T REPORT ME.

OH, SIR, THIS IS ABOVE AND BEYOND THE CALL.

WELL...

BETWEEN DENISE'S KIDNEY AND YOUR SPLEEN,

I FIGURE THE HOLDENS OWE YOU

AT LEAST A FEW EMPTY CALORIES.

WELL, THE DEBT IS PAID.

NOT EXACTLY.

BUT IT'S A START.

BY THE WAY, THE CHIEF OF STAFF CALLED.

YOU'RE BEING PUT UP FOR THE SOLDIER'S MEDAL.

OH, NOW... I DON'T THINK THAT'S NECESSARY.

YEAH, I TRIED TO TALK HIM OUT OF IT,

BUT THE INCIDENT WAS TELEVISED.

THERE'S TOO MUCH EVIDENCE.

YOU DESERVE IT, FRANK.

YOU SHOWED EVERYONE WHAT THE ARMY'S ALL ABOUT.

IT'S JUST WHAT WE DO FOR EACH OTHER, SIR.

BUT YOU DID IT FOR ME.

GLADLY.

WE'VE WALKED A LONG ROAD TOGETHER, HAVEN'T WE?

THAT WE HAVE, SIR,

GOOD TIMES AND BAD.

YEAH.

HEY.

DON'T LET THAT GET COLD, HUH?

NO, SIR.

(sighs)

OHH.

AISHA, YOU REMEMBER MRS. SHERWOOD?

HI, HONEY.

I JUST WANTED TO TALK TO YOU

BEFORE YOUR MOM CAME TO PICK YOU UP.

IS THERE ANYTHING THAT YOU WANT TO TELL ME ABOUT YOUR WRIST

THAT YOU DIDN'T ALREADY SAY?

ARE YOU SURE?

AISHA,

YOU'RE SAFE HERE.

YOU CAN SAY ANYTHING YOU WANT. YOU WON'T GET IN TROUBLE.

WE PROMISE.

(gasps)ll rings)

I WON'T TELL. I WON'T.

AISHA.

I'LL CALM HER DOWN.

OKAY, I'LL GET THE DOOR.

MM.

HI, MRS. OAKLEY. COME ON IN.

WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?

WHERE'S AISHA?

SHE'S UPSTAIRS WITH DAVID AND ROLAND.

SHE'LL BE DOWN IN A MINUTE.

PLEASE, UM, SIT DOWN.

I'M IN A HURRY. AISHA?

MRS. OAKLEY--

I DON'T WANT TO TALK TO YOU.

YOU PUT MY HUSBAND IN JAIL.

I DID NOT.

I ASKED A SOCIAL WORKER TO CALL ON YOUR FAMILY,

THAT'S ALL.

YOUR HUSBAND CREATED A DISTURBANCE AT THE HOSPITAL.

WELL, HE WAS UPSET

AND HE HAD EVERY RIGHT TO BE.

HE DIDN'T HURT MY DAUGHTER.

I KNOW.

YOU KNOW?

WE HAVE AISHA'S MEDICAL RECORDS

FROM HERE AND FORT HOPE

AND CUMBERLAND COUNTY GENERAL HOSPITAL.

THERE'S A PATTERN, MRS. OAKLEY.

SOMEONE AT HOME HAS BEEN HURTING AISHA FOR YEARS.

BUT I CHECKED THE DATES OF HER FIRST INJURY.

YOUR HUSBAND WAS DEPLOYED.

I CHECKED THE SECOND DATE. HE WAS DEPLOYED THEN, TOO.

IN FACT, HE'S BEEN DEPLOYED DURING ALL OF HER INJURIES

EXCEPT THE MOST RECENT ONE.

SO...

IT COULDN'T BE YOUR HUSBAND

WHO'S BEEN HURTING YOUR DAUGHTER, MRS. OAKLEY.

IT'S BEEN YOU.

YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND.

YOU BEAT HER.

I DIDN'T.

I NEVER MEANT TO HURT HER.

IT WAS JUST A-A PUSH, A-A SLAP.

STITCHES AND BROKEN BONES.

YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT IT'S LIKE,

WITH BRAD BEING AWAY ALL THE TIME,

AND I'M WORKING, AND I'M RAISING AISHA BY MYSELF.

(voice breaking) SHE WON'T LISTEN.

SHE'S A CHILD.

(crying)

DON'T TAKE HER AWAY FROM ME, PLEASE.

OH, B-BRAD DOESN'T KNOW. HE CAN'T KNOW.

I'M AFRAID HE HAS TO.

NO! I LOVE MY DAUGHTER.

I'LL NEVER--I'LL NEVER DO IT AGAIN. I-I-I SWEAR.

I NEVER MEANT FOR IT TO HAPPEN.

BUT YOU DIDN'T STOP, MRS. OAKLEY,

NOT EVEN AFTER BRAD CAME HOME.

YOU HAVE A PROBLEM, MA'AM.

BUT WE CAN HELP YOU.

BUT YOU CAN'T BE WITH YOUR DAUGHTER RIGHT NOW.

I'M NOT A BAD MOTHER.

I'M NOT.

DAD, WHAT'S GONNA HAPPEN TO AISHA'S MOM?

SHE'S GONNA BE KEPT AWAY FROM AISHA

WHILE SHE GETS HELP.

WHAT KIND OF HELP?

COUNSELING.

WHY DIDN'T SHE TELL ME?

SHE WAS SCARED, HONEY.

I WOULD'VE HELPED HER.

WE KNOW YOU WOULD HAVE.

BUT AISHA DIDN'T WANT TO SEE HER MOM GET PUNISHED,

EVEN AFTER ALL THE AWFUL THINGS

SHE DID TO HER.

(sighs)

I FEEL SO BAD.

WE ALL DO.

IT'S GONNA GET BETTER NOW, FOR ALL OF THEM.

THAT'S RIGHT.

YOU OKAY?

ALL RIGHT.

(exhales)

MM.

(kisses)

NIGHT.

NIGHT.

WE'LL SEE YOU IN THE MORNING, DUDE.

YOU THINK DAVID UNDERSTANDS WHAT WE'RE TALKING ABOUT?

NOT ENTIRELY.

IT'S A HARD THING TO WRAP YOUR MIND AROUND...

WHY ANY PARENT WOULD HURT THEIR CHILD.

IT'S THE WAR, ROLAND.

I MEAN, I'M--I'M NOT MAKING EXCUSES.

THERE'S NO EXCUSE FOR WHAT THAT WOMAN DID, BUT...

THESE ENDLESS DEPLOYMENTS,

THEY TAKE ANY LITTLE PROBLEM AT HOME,

AND THEY MAKE IT A THOUSAND TIMES WORSE.

I SEE IT EVERY DAY.

(exhales deeply)

I KNOW.

(baby crying)

MM. I GOT IT.

I GOT IT.

(crying continues)

SHH.

(crying continues)

BABE.

SHH. HMM?

(crying continues)

WHAT ARE YOU DOING?

SHH. I'M SHUSHING THE BABY.

WHAT BABY?

(crying continues)

SHH.

(chuckles)

OKAY, SOLDIER, BACK TO BASE.

LET'S GO.

COME ON.

(crying continues)

YOU'VE GOTTA GET UP FOR WORK TOMORROW.

I DON'T WANT YOU SLEEPWALKING WITH YOUR PLATOON.

(crying continues)

HEY, COME HERE. COME HERE. OKAY.

OKAY, OKAY, OKAY, OKAY.

(crying stops)

(laughs)

DADDY'S ASLEEP.

(snores)

(bugle playing reveille)

(indistinct conversations)

WELCOME BACK, SIR.

IT'S GOOD TO BE BACK, SERGEANT.

YOU LOOK LIKE HELL, SIR.

I FEEL LIKE HELL, SERGEANT.

THOSE BABIES ARE KICKING YOUR ASS, HUH?

BIG-TIME.

(laughs)

HOPE YOU GOT ENOUGH GAS LEFT IN THE TANK

FOR THE PLATOON.

WE'RE BIVOUACKING AT RANGE 28 TOMORROW AFTERNOON.

OUTSTANDING. FOUR HOURS OF UNINTERRUPTED SLEEP

ON THE COLD HARD GROUND

SOUNDS AWFULLY GOOD TO ME RIGHT NOW.

ROGER THAT, SIR.

MRS. SHERWOOD.

I WANT TO APOLOGIZE, MA'AM.

I WAS TOTALLY OUT OF LINE, BARGING IN ON YOU LIKE THAT.

YES, YOU WERE.

I ALSO WANT TO... THANK YOU

FOR NOT PRESSING CHARGES AGAINST ME.

WELL, I FIGURE, AISHA'S BEEN THROUGH ENOUGH.

HER MOTHER'S BEING KEPT FROM HER,

AND I UNDERSTAND YOU JUST GOT BACK FROM DEPLOYMENT.

IT TAKES A WHILE TO ACCLIMATE.

YEAH, IT DOES, BUT THAT'S NO EXCUSE, MA'AM.

I HOLD MY MEN TO A HIGHER STANDARD.

BESIDES, YOU WERE JUST LOOKIN' OUT FOR MY LITTLE GIRL,

AND I GET THAT NOW.

I JUST NEVER IMAGINED

THAT MY WIFE COULD DO SOMETHING LIKE THAT.

WELL, IT'S A DIFFICULT SITUATION.

LAURA WAS--WAS NEVER LIKE THIS BEFORE.

I JUST DON'T UNDERSTAND WHY SHE DIDN'T SAY SOMETHING

WHILE I WAS DEPLOYED.

ARMY WIVES ARE TAUGHT

NOT TO UPSET THEIR SOLDIERS IN THE FIELD.

I SUPPOSE, BUT SOMETHING LIKE THIS IS JUST...

HOW'S AISHA?

SHE THINKS THIS IS ALL HER FAULT.

IT'S NOT RIGHT.

IT'S NOT FAIR TO AISHA.

NO, NONE OF IT IS, BUT...

YOU KNOW, WITH FAMILY COUNSELING,

MAYBE THINGS WILL GET BETTER.

YES, MA'AM.

GOOD LUCK.

ALL SET?

YEAH. I REALLY APPRECIATE THE LIFT TO THE BUS STATION.

NO PROBLEM. HERE, I GOT IT.

THANKS.

WHAT'D YOU DO WITH THE REST OF YOUR STUFF?

I SHIPPED A FEW THINGS BACK TO NEW YORK

GAVE THE REST TO THE POST THRIFT SHOP.

THAT WAS GENEROUS.

IT WASN'T THAT MUCH STUFF, (both laugh)

(ring)

OH, EXCUSE ME.

(rings and beeps)

HELLO.

YES, THIS IS MRS. CLARKE.

WHAT?

WHAT HAPPENED?

HOW IS HE?

OKAY. UM... THANK YOU.

YES, UM, OF COURSE.

I'LL--I'LL--I'LL CALL RIGHT A--RIGHT AWAY.

(beep)OKAY, GOOD-BYE.

WHAT HAPPENED?

KEVIN'S...

HUMVEE FLIPPED IN-- IN AFGHANISTAN, AND...

(voice breaking) HE'S IN CRITICAL CON-CONDITION,

AND THEY'RE TAKING HIM TO GERMANY.

OH, MY GOD.