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Sergeant Welsh and Private Witt sit in the grass as the sun sets over the palm trees in the distance. Other soldiers are spread around in the tall grass in groups of two or three. Witt appears calm and at peace as he looks at an exhausted Welsh.

Sergeant Welsh -
"I feel sorry for you kid."

Private Witt -
"Yeah."

Sergeant Welsh -
"Yeah a little."

Welsh stares off at the sky for a moment and then looks back to Witt with a little grin.

Sergeant Welsh -
"This army's gonna kill ya."

He lowers his eyes a little with concern as Witt looks off to the sky.

Sergeant Welsh -
"If you were smart you'd take care of yourself there's nothin' you can do for anybody else. (pulling cigarettes out of his pocket) Your just running into a burning house where nobody can be saved."

Witt looks back off to the sky for a moment and then back to Welsh. They stare at each other for a moment as Welsh takes a drag.

Sergeant Welsh -
"What difference you think you can make one single man, in all this madness?"

Welsh turns his head and spits as Witt stares at him with a little grin.

Sergeant Welsh -
"If you die it's gonna be for nothin'."

Witt's smile slowly drops.

Sergeant Welsh -
"There's not some other world out there where everything's gonna be ok. There's just this one. Just this rock."

Witt wipes his cheek. He and Welsh stare at each other for a moment and they both begin to grin. Witt closes his eyes for a moment and looks up at the appearing moon.



This is by far the best film about war, God, and the presence of beauty among madness.

If we are all sinners, then there is no sin.

If Christ died for all, then ALL are forgiven.

The battle is not between Christians and heathens.

The battle is between intolerance and humanity.