RECALL Act 1

Count three. We're gonna say table read recall one two
three stab reall.
That's pretty good.
Parade field dawn, the deserted parade field, empty bleachers, a
cannon nearby.
How a training policy here at the Academy is based
on a simple theory, and that is, improvement and progress
are in direct proportion to the effort expanded by the
student and the teacher.
Super February nineteen sixty one. Exterior Miami Military Academy Archway.
A logo an eagle straddles an oblong world which encloses
a symbol of a palm tree and an open book.
Underneath is the motto Hody Prairie postri d very Boys Today,
men tomorrow. Camera pulls back to reveal it is the
emblem and the keystone of the Archway Miami Military Academy,
established nineteen twenty one. Three.
Each boy associates with the other boys in an atmosphere
of courage and optimism.
He learns the virtues of fair play.
Interior Major Damaran's office, early morning. Major Damron is addressing
a new boy, Steven Leshinsky, a bright eyed sixteen year
old behind him sit his parents.
I might add here that as a boy, some of
my heart as times were trying to answer a question
while the girls will always tee hee, and advances, oh,
we don't have that problem here.
Mister Leshinsky stifles a yawn, earning a glare from his wife.
Looking through a window, he sees a batter jeep approach
the archway cut to exterior parade field. Morning, a rooster
crows the top a quantt hut. Arthur Lindquished, an odd
looking boy of indeterminate age, peers through a cyclone fence
at the deserted parade field. Inside the hut, we see
Arthur's mother passed out in squalor on a ratty couch.
He watches as the back jeep pulls through the archway
entrance and stops in front of the Administration building. Commander
Claire Patterson, US Navy, retired sixty sits behind the wheel
of the jeep. The two boys in the rear seat
are in full dress uniform. They appear to have been
through a minor war and have gotten the worst of it.
They are Anthony Slouched, Stanfordino Brooklyn Rough handsome, and Armando
Bebop Saro pineda eighteen Cuban patrician Lean angular, named for
his distinctive stride.
Come on, commander, why can't you just let us out here?
Yeah, commander, give us a break, Sir.
Patterson ignores them. An eleven year old Lieutenant Harold Wheeler
of middle aged temperament runs toward the jeep. He is
in full dress uniform with a sword too large that
bangs at his heels.
Commander, you got him? Where'd you find him? Speak city right?
Watch your mouth, tourist, We.
Were on the road, punk. What are you the permanent
around here?
Yeah?
And your asses are grass?
Where's Colonel Barnes? Lieutenant?
All help? Commander, Please give us a break, Sir. We
can't afford this.
Morning prayers starting, But leave it to me, sir. I'll
make sure they get to the colonel.
You man enough to handle these characters.
Lieutenant Wheeler salutes and springs into action.
All right, you to mother humpers out of that jeep
and fall in, I said, fall in on the double,
on the double.
The two boys shake their heads but follow the orders.
Right face for march left right, left right, call him.
Right turn detailed holt right face.
The two cadets are now standing with their backs toward
the huge howitzer cannon overlooking the parade field and bay
Wheeler walks behind the boys and takes a set of
handcuffs from his pouch. He swiftly snaps the cuffs around
Slouch's right wrist, through the recall the cannon, and onto
be Pop's left wrist. The boys are now firmly handcuff
to the howartzer.
Whether what the fuck is wrong with you?
You could go to prayer, Noel.
Commander Patterson smiles, drives off down the Company street.
Why do you encourage him?
Sir, Commander Exterior Administration Office Day. Major Damron comes out
of the building at Company by Steven Leshinsky and his parents.
Well Son, keep your nose clean and trying to solve
everything with your fists.
Our plane doesn't leave until Friday.
It's customary at the academy to impose a restriction on
leaving visitation for new cadets for a two week period.
She throws her arms around her embarrassed son.
Dew ease the emotional strain on the change over from
home to school.
Let him be marian.
He'll be home soon enough.
We are damn it.
Just because you got ranked don't mean you're not pissant.
Damn Ron turns and sees Lieutenant Wheeler walking away from
the cannon.
Excuse me for a moment.
Mind of rebellion. Turn walks to the cannon with controlled anger.
Looking for an E five pottymouth hum.
Lieutenant Wheeler report.
A couple of a wall Sir.
Nothing that won't keep, sir.
We were just hanging out.
Talk later, gentlemen, motioning to Lishnsky to join them.
This is Stephen Lishinsky, a new CODID. He's going to
BiVO Whac with Alpha Company. I want you to take
him over there now, to Captain Jenkins on the double.
Yes, sir, follow me.
There, Rambunk says, but healthy boys or boys. I'm sure
Steven will fit right in.
I'll see you to your car.
I'm not so sure. Parents follow damn Ron to the
parking lot. Wheeler takes Leshinsky in tow. They pass Slouch
and b Bob Shackle to the cannon.
Listen, you punk business. You let us out if you're
right now, or I swear I'm going to kill you.
I doubt it. We mean it now, I'm shaking. I'll
do it.
Think you twats later. I got dump the blonde number
at prayer.
We are living the shinski continue across the parade field
toward the gymnasium.
Why are those guys handcuffed to that gun? Where are
you from, boy, Pottsville, Pennsylvania.
Maybe you call it a gun in Pottsville, but here
it's a howitzer, my man, a five inch long range
field artillery. When they set it off at morning information,
those two butt cracks ain't likely to feel like going
a wall for a while.
What do they do?
You'll know soon enough they're in your company, A company
a for assholes.
Exterior parade field day, slouch and Bebop's struggle with the handcuffs.
Now we got the bull ring this weekend. Nobody asked
for your help.
Hey, stupio, those people are serious. You shoot your mouth
off and they believe you.
How you gonna get a bazooka.
Out of here? I'll get it.
You'll get us killed. This ain't no war games, man,
this is for real. You shoot your mouth off, you
get us killed. Okay, keep watching, you know, maybe you'll
learn something.
Beebop shakes his head in disbelief.
All right, take it easy and has got your back.
Interior Gymnasium entrance day the door cracks open, spilling a
shaft of morning sunlight across the shorn furry bowed heads
of the boys of Miami Military Academy, about two hundred
boys in all. They're being led in the Cadet prayer
by Colonel Morocca, Cadet Battle Group Commander. He's an overweight
Cuban senior with a deep baritone voice.
Oh God, our Father, the searcher of man's hearts, help.
Us to draw here and sincerity and truth.
May our religion be filled with gladness and our worship.
Of the be natural. Wheeler nudges Leshinsky to bow his head,
and they stand at the entrance listening to the prayer.
The two boys have moved in next to Edwin Bova sixteen,
slight and cynical. Won't ask, won't tell, don't care.
You are, Stephen Leshinsky, that's the marvelous, said hey.
The prayer continues in a rumble. We catch a word
here and there as we pan the faces of the
boys featuring a company. Us to live above the common
level of life, the hard intead of the easier wrong.
Hell of us in our work, in our.
Way to keep physically strong, mentally awake, and morally straight,
that we made the honor of the course untarnished and unsullied.
All this we ask in the name of the Great
Friend and Master.
From the man, welcome to Oz Dorothy Amen.
In the silence of the hall, a slight man walks
toward the podium and looks out over the sea of
boys faces. He is Colonel Darryl Barnes sixty four, the
common dant of the school, and he is not well.
As he reaches the rostrum group simultaneously, they all respond
featuring a company.
Company, well tuned, squat up.
Then huh the crash of bootheels echoes through the gym
as Colonel Barnes grips the podium. Did he use a latrine?
There's not a battleground for gang warfare. We're not animals here.
Now.
I have no idea what.
Happened in McKibben Barracks latrine last night, but I do
know that Private Hearts for Andrews is in the Dade
County Hospital where the fractured skull this morning.
You didn't have to be there with his mother.
She asked me, what kind of school are you running,
Colonel score for a bunch of animals?
And I couldn't answer that.
Bonn seems to direct his speech toy A company cut
to exterior parade Field Day. Slouch and Bebop had been
joined at the cannon by the bugler Hard Graves sixteen
and two flag raiders Major Dammar and steps in.
Now what's going on?
We can't set out the character slouching Bebop raise their
chained arms.
So all the tenant wheelers, sir, Hawgers, good Wheeler on
the double cut to Interior Gymnasium day, hold you, oh, responsible.
Violence of this heinous nature will not be tolerated. Gentlemen's
disagreements are settled in the boxing drink or on some
other field of honor. We do not sully that honor
in such a despicable.
Distasteful, disgusting way in a lot train, slipping and slutting
in our own filth, cracking heads on cement floors.
I tell myself, we are not animals here. Oh we,
oh we, Oh.
Word God, sir, Interior Gymnasium. Later, the Condeens are standing
at full attention as Morocca gives the orders.
Group ready to form up on Company Street for morning
information and a company. I want the Barneyard comedians dismiss.
A company begins to file out through the wide doors.
I got a new man for a company.
Master. Sergeant Slow, seventeen from Yonkers is yelling at Bova.
Bova. You walk up to the colonel and you say, Sir,
I don't want the entire company to be punished because
I'm moved. You tell him, sir, I'm the moor.
Wheeler hands the clipboard to Slow for him to sign
I got a new He is interrupted by salt, shut up, midget, sir.
So you go to him and say, I'm the more.
What are you talking about?
Rate?
The more?
Then?
Who is the Moor? I don't know, Odello, how the
fuck's that?
I know?
Maybe it's a new kid, Sergeant, I ain't going all day. Yeah,
over's the moor.
We heard watch a move, motherfucker.
It was better no wood.
I just did the sheep park our graves, the bugler enters,
the gym, the Keith wheeler.
They were went the keys to the handcuff both ves.
Just go tell him now or I'll pull up baseball,
bat up yasses and check your hurl.
That's an order.
Bear smacks Bogo, who mumbles to himself. As they head
out the door, Swallow takes the clipboard from Wheeler and
signs it.
Second Platoon, Third Squad, Seacow take him.
Solow motions Lishinsky toward David. See cow Hamley fall in
Exterior Gymnasium Day. The boys file out into the sunshine,
with Lishinsky now trying to fall in step behind. See
cow Hamley Exterior Company Street Day. A company marches down
the Company Street toward formation with fatherly concerns. See cow
is marching beside Lishinsky, helping him into step.
That's it left, right, left, right? Where are you from?
Uh, Pennsylvania Potsvel, Potsvel p Pa.
Oh, well you'll like it here. I hope it's not
like Potsvel.
Lishinski is still trying very hard to fall into the
cadence of the step. He unwittingly treads on the heels
of the boy in front of it.
Just keep off my heels, pissed pot.
Jesus, will you get a lot of those two?
We are not privy to the conversation that is going
on between Bova Bear and Cadet Colonel Morocca as they
walk along the parade square parallel to the company Street.
Bear is still but Bova is gesturing energetically back and
forth between Morocca and a company.
What's that dipshit saying?
Anyways, I better not be looking at any five this weekend,
or Bova's gonna be looking at my fist.
I doubt it. He points toward the cannon, look slouts
and beebumper back. Okay, I give a exterior parade field day.
He's the wrong case.
I got him down on Flagger Street, sir, and they
only cost me two bucks. I guess they jipped me.
Who told you to do this?
Lieutenant Commander Patterson, Sir, they're a walls. He found him
down in little Havna hoaring around again.
Punk, we missed the last bus, sir.
That's all Command the Patterson.
I'll get the heckst off from the supply.
The exterior company street day, the entire school is forming
up for morning and inspection. Out of the front of
a company barracks comes a mountainous white Bahamian boy, Dudley
Jenkins Bahama Mama seventeen. He is most often absent sleeping
or eating. Cadet captain in charge of a company. Most
everything is delegated to Master Sergeant Solo, First Lieutenant Schnupp
and Second Lieutenant's Fisher and Quirt are also mainly window dressing.
Bahama Mama yawns expansively, then lumbers past the assembled group
to the front of the ranks. See cow is demonstrating
proper attire to Lishinski, using Roger Coombs as an example.
Now these here are your brass pieces on your lapills
like mirrors from morning, especially where it's an A six.
I use brass though squeaky clean. I'll have some you
can use. Just remember they have to be signed every day.
Shoes two spit sign. We usually have time for that.
After recall, I'll sew you that tonight squeaky clean or
it's an A six.
Get As Bahama Mama reaches the front of the ranks,
Good morning, gentlemen, Good morning, sir. Bahama Mama walks over
his sergeants Swallow standing between the two platoons.
What's in a sex improper uniform?
He pulls out a small blue book from his back
pocket and hands it to Lishinski.
Learn it by heart. It's the Bible. Use my until
you're outfitted.
Swallow reports to Bahama. Mama.
Got a new man, Sir, name's Lishinsky.
I put him in Seacow' squad.
Bahama, Mama turns and looks at Lishinski.
Slatch and bee bumper back, sir. They get caught.
Sallow points off toward the cannon. Obviously Exterior p Raid
Field Day. Colonel Barnes and Commander Patterson are walking toward
the formation from the Gymnasium.
Well wellin this time Flagner Street.
They were on a road probably the uncle again, your
old pal with the pedro pans Raoul Christ's sake, Sterow,
I told you not to get involved with these damn orphans.
He bops more trouble than he's worth.
That's Army subsidy.
Pat our landlords, by the way, as you keep seeming
to forget.
Their arms, their land, their ordnance, host shebang.
Besides, he's a good kid, I'm not saying he ain't.
But the Army don't own these kids Cubans, Yeah maybe
not our boys.
Can't you make a call or something that.
Not your concerned pat s need to know?
Basis wish you'd be straight with me for once Stero
clean up.
It looked like hell. Patterson just shakes his head. Cut
to Exterior Company Street Day. The entire school is formed
up for morning report. The candemted Battlegroup. Commander Morocca takes
charge of the formation group. The company's platoons and squads
answer report.
H and S companies, All president account of force SIRT.
There is silence.
A company report for did you present tune dispose Sir
and disposed explain.
AH Exterior Parade Field Day. Slouch pulls himself up as
close to attention as he can.
All president accounted for SIRT.
A rousing cheer goes up from a company. The remaining
companies report into sending order of age.
B Company, All president accounted for, Sir.
C Company, All president accounted for Sir.
D Company, All president accounted forth, Sir.
The last company drove his E company. The voice is
high pitched, coming from a ten year.
Old E company. All present and counter force.
Sir, Exterior Parade field Day.
I'll have him a part in a minute.
There.
The two cannoneers loaded charge into the breach of the cannon.
The hack saw brakes through the handcuffs. The cannon is fired.
The company's patoons and squad respond.
For send arms.
The boys salute as the flag is raised and buglar
hard Graves plays called to colors. The handcuffs dangle from
Slouch's salute. Cut to Interior a Company Barracks day, Trencher
is chastising bear.
You didn't have to crack his head on the floor
like that. Nobody out you were all yelling.
From You didn't have to Interior a Company Barracks day
Trencher is chastising bear.
You didn't have to crack his head on the floor
like that. Nobody asked you to.
You were all yelling at me for me to do it.
You said he was the razor fiend, Trencher.
So what was he doing in there at three o'clock
in the morning.
B Bob is gathering his books from his locker between
the bunk beds.
Probably taking a leak.
What were you doing in there?
Oh?
We all know what Trunch was doing in there?
See Cow is still hovering over Lishinsky.
What watch the soup? When you watch somebody's putting razor
blades in it?
Lishinsky nods to the information Bahama Mama has finished his
morning breakfast tray and signals to Quirt, who obviously operates
as his valet, to remove it. Sergeant Solow hands Lishinsky
a note.
Class assignments any questions. Ask the ranking officer in class,
see cow.
Get him a bunk.
Boba bursts through the door in a rage.
There follows in E five A fucking evive and I
gotta apologize.
But nothing. I didn't even move.
What about us?
A blanket B eleven for the company.
Lashinsky is thumbing through the blue book.
Nothing bet, it's only five shit with the ten I
got already. It puts me in the bull ring for
the weekend.
Lishinsky looks at Slouch, lying in the bottom bunk, starts
to enroll the top mastress. It's okay, Slouch could give
a rat's ass. A bell rings in the distance.
Slouch, take Osinski over to the PX and get him outfitted.
Slouch glares up at Leshinsky.
Let's go stop doggling.
Cut to interior Perez's PX. Captain Jose Perez, a squat
Cuban in his late fifties, is measuring Leshinsky's waistline. The
PX is a gathering place for the boys in their
off time pin ball machine, soda counter, drug store, etc.
Perez offers therapy and drug store philosophy. Now he measures
Leshinsky as his assistant rights on a pad. Then the
ojo Slouch and Lishinsky watched the ceiling mount to TV.
Walter Kronkite does the news today.
Two years after Fidel Castro's troops marched into the Makata
Army barracks, effectively seizing control of the island nation, the
United States severed all diplomatic relations with Cuba as a
UN Soviet Premier Nikita Khrushchev lucidly spoke of news that
aggressive American monopolists are preparing a direct attack on Cuba.
Footage follows Castro entering Havana, Khrushchev haringing the UN, etc.
Going on the invasion. Jose Galiza des Bojo, I'll get
him that I know where they are.
Slouch walks down the rows of coats and shirts to
the back of the room. He looks back to see
Perez Distracted by the TV. He goes to the bottom
right drawer. He takes a key that reads bunker three
of a circular tab attached and pockets it. Lashinski sees this.
Slouch takes a hat off a shelf and walks back
to the front of the p X cut to exterior fence. Lindquist,
the odd boy, still in his pajamas, climbs the fence
and creeps toward the classroom window. He peers through the
window at Captain Miller's Chemistry class Interior Chemistry class day.
If we were to peer through the mists of time
with our mind's eye, we would see primitive man struggling
against the forces of nature.
As Miller yamers on Bebop and Slouch lab partners busily
work over fuming test tubes. Lashinsky tries to move the
Bunsen burner from under the foaming retort tube.
Hey, keep your mits off, Lashinsky pulls back.
Your flames are too high, So what's the key for?
Said?
Back off? Assle.
Miller walks among the experiment tables, watching each of the
boy's work.
To construct some meaningful system about him that would explain
the universe in a rational way.
Slouch smiles out the window at Lindquist. He drinks from
a test tube and does a Doctor Jekyl to amuse
the boy.
Then gave birth to the first mythology, and then to
formalize scientific study.
Miller's timer sounds an alarm.
Secure your experiments and return to your desk.
For a quick quiz, New boy, what's your name?
Lashinsky?
Sir, you won't be granted on this, but at least
we can find out.
Where you are. The boys are seated and begin writing.
Lashinsky writes answer after answer while Slouch is struggling the
retort to bubbles. Slouch starts to cheat off Lashinsky, who
lets him. Slouch smiles at Leshinski for the first time.
The retort tube explodes. Then Quiz runs from the window
in terror. Across the parade field. Captain Miller has a
fire extend wish her in hand, putting out the flames
and flames too high. Interior mess hall day, the school
is assembled for lunch. Boys move along the line through
the stainless steel steam trays and sit at tables. Slouch
and Bebop huddle conspiratorially. Lashinski comes into the mess hall
after everybody else has been served. He picks up a
tray and goes to the steam tables. Bullva and Bear
are in the midst of argument.
It's not that you didn't have anything to say, it's
just that, well you always do it, do what. It's
just that sometimes you frighten be ah know Hinna grabs
your shirt.
Well, yes, that's not a debate. Smith.
Lashinski comes over to the table and sits down near
slouching bee by Helsinski.
How you like being a soldier so far?
Okay? Yes, what are these brock amas? Corner holes? But
but you wouldn't listen.
You just kept shaking your head.
I mean both.
Sometimes you make a person really want to clock you.
It was my turn to speak. That's the way it
works in the debate. Understand a debate my turn?
Then No, no, no, no, you didn't even give me
a chance. You wouldn't shut up.
I mean, with that, my learned colleagues.
Hell, oh, for God's sake, you have to wait your
term to debate. According to Robin's rules of water, you're
supposed to wait your term, not use their hands. You
talk about third bed.
You okay, kye kay, sorry, I'll fix it.
It's too lay tell Boggs, I'm sorry.
It's too late. You're up to the bait and team.
He says, you have nothing to contribute.
Oh so fuck y'all, Well shout, I'll I'll try sailing. Yeah,
at least then I can sail out of this jail.
Once in a while. Wheeler appears from nowhere and stands
next to slouch.
Three volunteers to police the parade field.
You you and you come on, Lieutenant we started eating.
Take your time.
You got two minutes or do you want to d five.
Exterior parade field day Slouch places is barely eating mess
plate at the foot of a mango tree. Lin Quis
scurries down from his perch in the tree and scarves
up the remains. Slouch joined Bbop and Lishinski, who are
police in the parade field in the heat of the
midday sun. Lieutenant Wheeler oversees the operation.
Sein fuegos. It's on the south coast.
Yeah, before Castro. He used to be Spick Royalty, before
they popped his old man. Really, Oh yeah, he hit
a show for and everything.
Slouch, you looked right by that piece of paper.
Oh I'm sorry.
Lieutenant Wheeler stabs a loose piece of paper with his
sword and exhibits it for the others.
So what are you doing here?
A friend of my father got me to Miami. Solato Kubano,
he says, be a soldier, honor your family, defend your name.
Someday soon we'll take back our country.
I wanted to come here.
What you volunteered?
I like the brochure.
No way, we just trying to get out of this place.
I mean, I've been trying to get out for eight years,
and you volunteered.
At this place.
Sure doesn't look like the brochure. It sucks.
He volunteered.
How long do you do you think it'll take me
to get some rank?
It takes at least a year.
But you got a special problem.
Yeah, I mean, there ain't gonna be no next year.
See that.
He points to the high rise construction going on near
the north border of the school.
This time next year ain't gonna be a school. It's
gonna be a retirement village.
I just got here.
This place is an old army m of the old man, obsolete.
They only lease it to Barnes. Yeah, and they're gonna
take their shit backs in. I mean Barnes, he knows
any chance to save in this place.
How do you guys know?
So damn much obvious even to Torrisa.
They let me sign up here knowing that.
Yeah, I mean, he still needs all the sucker cash
he can get. And you're a first class win. I
mean you volunteered.
The Shitski turns and punches Slouch squarely in the mouth.
Slouch is quick to retaliate with the flurry of punches
of his own. BeBot merely stands and watches the action.
Wheeler sees the fight.
And drops his Hey, break it up.
He rushes into the fray.
Let them not have an out, Lieutenant, I said, break
it up.
Wheeler jumps in anyway, he catches a stray fist from
Slouch on his nose. Slouch stops fighting and comes to Wheeler.
Damn it, Wheeler, I'm sorry, my news I did, Lieutenant.
I'm sorry.
That's indeed too.
Don't you walk away from me?
Honking off camera. Another angle, exterior gateway, we see Sally Barnes,
a pert seventeen, the colonel's prodigal daughter, seated in a
dilapidated Volkswagon bus, blaring the horn. Her path is blocked
by the gate barrier. The young cadet in charge of
gatekeeping is walking away.
Open the damn the gates.
Do you know who my father is?
Sorry, man, I gotta go check with the office.
Sally throws it in first gear and slams the Volts
through the flimsy barrier. She drives across the parade field,
nearly run down Leshinsky, and comes to a stop in
front of the colonel's house. The boys cannot take their
eyes off this whirlwind as she gets out of the
jeep and storms onto the porch.
The deserter's back reporting for duty, Sir, No excuse.
Sir, as she kicks the screen door open and does
Inside interior Barnes House, Barnes is seated in his living
room chair, frantically trying to remove and hide his oxygen
mask attached to a large metal bottle. Norico enters from
the kitchen. She takes one look at Sally, starts to
speak and darts out the door.
You two guys still banging your nurse.
That mouth? I you like your mother?
So where can I put my stuff?
Where do you think? Nods to a bedroom door. Sally
goes to the door, looks in on the empty room
she left long ago, a teddy bear on the striped cot,
and on the desk, an old picture of her mom,
Dad and Patterson raise in their beers, and a toast
dissolved to interior. English class day. The boys are seated
in Captain Sheldon Curry's English class, slouch and slows standing
at the head of the class, are reading aloud from Shakespeare,
but it sounds like really bad Long Island dinner. Peter.
I'll not fight with thee, then yield the coward and
live to be the showing days.
Of the time.
The class cheers Slouch.
I will not yield to kiss the ground before young
Malcolm's feet, though Burnham would become to dunsinane.
Slouch mugs for the class before my body.
I throw my warlock sealed layl McDuff and dan be
him that first cries Hold enough.
With a quick thrust, Slouch grabs Sollow by the throat
and they wrestle each other to the floor.
As you were God damn it exert fighting of the rooms.
There is a rousing cheer from Slouch's victory.
Oh, boys, boys, that's a D two Slouch.
The rooms are sweet for us.
Captain Curry hopelessly tries to pull the boys apart. Now
be seated solo finally slams Slouch into his seat.
We will read remained it from our seats, But sir
it says, I got a renenter with his head.
Shakespeare is fun Interior a company Barracks day. Here's the
beginning of the recreation period. The boys are standing in
front of their lockers, and each is changing into jim
trunks and exercise togs. Slouch is sitting on his bunk
and watching Sea Cow ands trucks.
Leshinski, you fold up her socks, then flipped them like this.
He stole them with the slit ups like this.
Your underwear has to be folded three ways like this, Seacow,
come here a minute.
Sea Cow waddles over to the locker.
I want you to inspect my locker. You nuts.
Slouch opens his locker room with a finger. A small
picture about Achelly's birth of Venus is taped to his door.
He pulls a box of butterfingers andy bars from the
folded socks.
I'll let you confiscate them if you'll forget, say, tendemerites.
Maybe I'd just better confiscate them anyway, Saja Sallo.
Saul turns toward the sound of the yell Okay, okay.
He flips through the pages of his clipboard. San Fondino.
Here we are see cow hands, Slouch demerit slip. Slouch
wads up the slip and pops it in his mouth
and choose it. See cow pockets, the chocolate bars.
Hey, you got an activity? No better stick with us.
Why try sailing.
Sure Exterior lagoon day, It is more like a large pond.
The boys are dressed in their short pants and sneakers
in the red and white of the school. There are
two boys to each of the small sailing dinghies, and
they circle the inside of the lagoon. On one side
of a narrow canal leading out into Biscayne Bay are
three ancient munitions bunkers. Lashinski and Bebop occupy one of
the boats. Addison and Bear occupy the lead boat.
Hard Graves come about Bova tighted up on that line.
There Patterson is standing up in the bow of what
is apparently the lead boat. The sail is a brilliant
red with the eagle of the school emblem and blazoned
in gold on the face of it.
Hooper spill some wind out of that sail.
Pay attention man Exterior Munitions Bunker Day. Slouch is hovering
around the door of the far munition's bunker and fiddling
with the lock. He inserts a key into the rusted
lock and prize it open. He enters Interior Munition's bunker Day.
There are rows of wooden olive drab crates containing M
one rifles, grenades, thirty caliber ammunition and crates marked explosives.
Slouch flicks his Zippo lighter, illuminating a case marked danger
high Explosives. Slouch pries open a wooden case and takes
out of bazooka exterior lagoon. Day.
Now, we'll take him out single file and form the
tri angular pattern we practice. When the last man, that's
you Comb's boat number ten eisendoff. Turn that radio off
and listen for my command. When the last sailing craft
passes through the channel. You wait for my command to
assume the triangular formation.
Exterior boat, Doc Day. Slouch is running along the boat
dock with the Berzuka broken down and wrapped with a
life jacket. He makes a running leap off and talk
into the boat with b Bob at the.
Helm, San Fardino, what the hell are you doing a
life jacket for the man?
Sir Lashinsky is looking wide eyed at the Berzuoka in
the bilge.
What are three men doing in a two man sailing craft.
We'll be fine, sir. Get that man up to the bow.
Lashinsky is puzzled as to what to do. He sits
in the bow. The bow convats Patterson wheels to Bear
to see what he has said?
What?
As Patterson turns, the boove of the boat comes about
and smacks him in the nose. Doc Oh, Patterson wipes
the blood from his nose with his handkerchief.
Can we be of any assistance, sir?
Patterson is not hearing. He's holding his nose and glaring
at Bear.
I'm sorry, sir, I was just coming about. Didn't you
hear me say coming about?
Sir?
Watch the lead boat, listen for my command. All right,
move out.
Lishinsky is still staring down at the Bezuko lying in
the boat. Jesus Hard Graves, in bow of his boat,
plays the sloop John b on a banjo as the
tiny craft spread their way through the channel and out
into Biscayne Bay. Exterior sailboat Biscayne Bay Day music over.
If you guys got plans, you can just you can
just drop me off on the dock too.
Eight.
You're in or you're dead? What are you?
Chicken?
Shit?
Now and get up in the bow.
Lishinsky hesitates a moment.
The front and keep your eyes open.
Lishinsky moved to the bow.
I heads up ready attacked starboard.
Our Graves plays the diggy comes about and Slouch and bebop,
shift to the opposite side, shift to starboard.
Come on, man, maybe I should like write some of
this down.
Don't worry.
The Captain's a care of us, right.
Captain Slouch ignores it.
You know it's all about to see him and the commander.
Oh, wind bags, don't knock the old man. He done
his part. She never had a torpedo up your ass. Torpedo, yes,
Samuel B. Roberts, motherfucker.
Lazy golf, then Navy Special Forces or Cebe's or something.
I can never get it straight.
Purple heart's a lot of salad, big hero go, paying
attention to his yell and just breaking the wind hell.
I was Wheeler's age when I got here, and he
was the only one who didn't give a shit. I
didn't have no old lady cry over my ass when
I was dumped here.
Slouch is motherless a bird shit him out over Fort Laudergal.
Yeah, at least be moderate hucking in Havana. And you
don't want me to get started on your hand, do you?
What are you?
My historian?
You like my aunt, but she's not too crazy about bedweathers.
My lunch with those perfect hits fat Limmen.
Two seconds, Sloush lifts the end of the bazooka and
points it in Bebob's face. Click then at Lashinsky Click.
Exterior Biscayne Bay Day. Another angle. A small motor launch
lies more into an anchor buoy in a quiet part
of the bay. Exterior sailboat, Biscayne Bay Day. There the
sailboat heads for the launch and comes about to lie
dead in the wind.
Hola.
A beautiful Cuban girl has been sunning herself in the
bottom of the boat. She raises her head and peeks
out from under her sunglasses. She is Anita Taurus Olah.
Louder bigger you're calling there out there o lah bigger
Olalla Anita katom key.
The other one.
Alistakabo kind of a lot come in.
That's my.
Slouch takes the bozuka from the bottom of the sailboat
and hands it over to Anita.
And you tell them I'm as good as my word
tall rule. There's a lot more where this came from.
We can pull our own weight.
Anita nods to Slouch and starts the engine of the launch.
She winks coyly at Lishinsky. She ribs the engine and
peels away.
Hey, you tell your uncle kind of sin. You tell
them we got the juados.
Cut to interior a company barracks. Night Slouch and Lishinski
are sitting on the bottom bunks, spits, shining their shoes.
It is study all time. Some of the boys are
sitting at their fold out desks doing their homework. How's
this come on?
You got a long way to go. Hey, they gotta
look like this.
He shows Lishinski his boot like mears he watched them.
Slouch lights a match to his wax can to heat
the polish. Another angle. Bear is reading a paperback Clear
Winter war Brides allowed to Trencher and others. Sergeant Sawlow
is patrolling the length of the barrack, slapping a fly
swatter at snoozing cadet.
Slowly, he reached out and grabbed the back of her dress.
She moaned.
He moaned.
The cataclysmic surges of earth and time stood still.
Saw smacks them on top of the head with a
fly swadow.
No stroke books, This is time to study, Bear, Try
and find something that won't dissipate you so much.
Another ankle see cow Hamley is opening a Valentine present.
The card reads, thinking of you with love from Mommy
and Dad. Sea Cow shakes his package.
It sounds like a whitland Semper.
Trencher grabs a package from sea Cow and shakes it vigorously.
See Cow grabs it back from him and rips open.
The cuvering writing payper tough luck.
Another angle. Roger Coombs is leaning forward with his head
buried inside his locker. He is holding a crumpled letter
in his left hand, transistor radio in his The radio
is silent, put an ear plug and coombs his ear.
He is crying, we can hear the sounds of the
song raindrops coming from his radio earplug. He is staring
at a crumpled picture of a girl lying on the
bottom of his locker.
Bitch.
Another angle, Hey.
Where's buffa with a hooch? I thought we were going
to have a Valentine's party.
He'll be here. Lieutenant Wheeler comes to the front door,
followed by his ever present sword Parricks.
Turn as you were happy Valentine's Day, gentlemen, Lishinsky Crow
Once you come with me.
Lashinski gets up from his shoes, shining, and moves to
follow Wheeler out.
Save us a look.
End of BacT one Yeah