Band of Brothers

We were in a store, and a guy in that store told us to put our uniforms on.

"What the hell are you talking about?"

He says, "The U.S.A.'s in a war with Japan."

We couldn't believe it.

Well, our country was attacked. It's a different--

It wasn't like Korea or Vietnam. We was attacked.

And, you know, it was a feeling of...

Maybe we're just dumb country people where I come from...

...but a lot of us volunteered.

"Who would like to volunteer for the Tank Corps?

Who would like to volunteer for the Air Force?

Who would like to volunteer for the Navy?" Or whatever.

And then they said, "Who would like to volunteer for the Airborne?"

So I says, "What the hell's the Airborne?" Nobody ever heard of it.

We came from a small, small town...

...and three fellows in that town that were 4-F committed suicide.

Because they couldn't go. A different time.

I did things. I didn't do them for medals, I didn't do them for accolades.

I did them because they... It's what had to be done.

The guy says, "Well, you jump out of airplanes.

You know, you got all your Army equipment, you jump out of airplanes...

...to fight the enemy."

These guys said, "Go to hell." Nobody put up their hands.

And then I don't know what it was brought it up...

...but the guy giving the speech was saying, "But you get paid $50 a month more."

So that made it 100 bucks.

Okay, boys, let's get this gear stowed.

Fox Company, we go in five.

- Sergeant Maynard? - Nope.

In the name of the Father and the Son...

1 st Platoon, draw small arms.

It'll be too late when you're facing the enemy.

Easy Company!

Listen up! Gather up around me!

Let's move it up! Come on, gentlemen!

Let's go!

The Channel coast is socked in with rain and fog.

High winds on the drop zone. No jump tonight.

- Come on. - Are you serious?

The invasion has been postponed. We're on a 24-hour stand-down.

- Son of a bitch. - Drill sergeants, take charge.

1 st Platoon squad leader...

Well, this is quite a surprise.

Not particularly. It so happens I rather expected it.

Well, I can't see how you people can pass up $80,000 for the cause.

For whose cause?

If you're so interested in serving a cause, why don't you join the Army?

- I'm 4-F. - You look 1 -A to me.

You don't look so bad yourself.

Well, it's my arteries.

Should you be giving blood?

I think it's clearing up.

Think it's clearing up?

Nope.

I think it's clearing up.

- How are your men? - They'll be fine.

Five o'clock in New York. Four o'clock in Chicago.

- Happy hour? - Yeah, happy hour.

A couple of drinks. Maybe an early dinner before the theater.

Civilized place for civilized men.

Should have been born earlier, Nix.

What, and give up all this?

We'll go to Chicago. I'll take you there.

Yeah.

We'll see.

- Actually, you know who's from there? - Who? Him.

712 days with that son of a bitch and here we are.

You people are at the position of attention!

Pvt. Perconte, have you been blousing your trousers...

...over your boots like a paratrooper?

- No, sir. - Then explain the creases at the bottom.

- No excuse, sir. - Volunteering for the Parachute infantry...

...is one thing, Perconte, but you've got a long way to prove that you belong here.

Your weekend pass is revoked.

- Name. - Luz, George.

Dirt in the rear sight aperture. Pass revoked.

When did you sew on the chevron, Sgt. Lipton?

Yesterday, sir.

Long enough to notice this. Revoked.

Sir.

- Name. - Malarkey, Donald G.

Malarkey. "Malarkey" is slang for bullshit, isn't it?

Yes, sir.

Rust on the butt plate hinge spring, Pvt. Bullshit. Revoked.

- Name. - Liebgott, Joseph D., sir.

Rusty bayonet, Liebgott. You wanna kill Germans?

- Yes, sir. - Not with this.

I wouldn't take this rusty piece of shit to war...

...and I will not take you to war in your condition.

Now, thanks to these men and their infractions...

...every man in the company who had a weekend pass has lost it.

Change into your PT gear. We're running Currahee.

2nd Platoon, fall out. We have two minutes.

I ain't going up that hill.

Hey, Perconte, what are you thinking of, blousing your pants?

Shut up, Martin, all right? He gigged everybody.

Yeah, well, you should know better. Don't give him no excuses.

Excuses? Why don't you come here, look at these trousers...

...get down and you tell me if there's a crease on them.

All right, let's go. On the road, in PT formation. Let's move, move, move.

Perconte. Let's go, Perconte.

Pvt. White, why are you not in your PT gear?

I asked you a question, private.

Easy Company. Hey, while you're running, don't worry...

...we'll take your dames to the movies for you.

Yeah, good, they need some female company.

- Where do we run? - Currahee!

- What's Currahee mean? - "We stand alone"!

- How far up? How far down? - Three miles up, three down!

- What company is this? - Easy Company!

- And what do we do? - Stand alone!

Do not help that man! Do not help that man! Do not stop!

You have 13 minutes to get to the top of this mountain...

...if you want to serve in the paratroopers. Hi-yo, Silver!

Come on. You can make it up here. Come on.

Come on, Alley, let's go. Come on, Guarnere.

Come on! You got it! Come on!

Never thought I'd see the day, Private Wynn.

We are coming on 23 minutes.

That may be good enough for the rest of the 506...

...but that is not good enough for Easy Company!

We can do this! Come on!

Come on.

Come on . Come on.

Follow me!

You got it. All the way to the top...

I'm gonna say something.

To who?

Lt. Winters.

- What is it? - Permission to speak, sir.

- Permission granted. - Sir, we've got nine companies, sir.

We do.

Well, how come we're the only company marching every Friday night...

...12 miles, full pack, in the pitch dark?

- Why do you think, Pvt. Randleman? - Lt. Sobel hates us, sir.

Lt. Sobel does not hate Easy Company, Pvt. Randleman.

He just hates you.

Thank you, sir.

- He hates him back. - He hates you too, Muck.

Lt. Winters, I want canteens out of belts, with the caps unscrewed.

Easy Company, canteens out and open.

On my command, they will pour the contents onto the ground.

On the CO's order, you will upend your canteen.

- Now, lieutenant. - Pour them!

Who is this?

Christenson! Why is there no water in your canteen?

- You drank from your canteen, didn't you? - Sir, I was--

- Lt. Winters! - Yes, sir.

Was this man ordered to not drink from his canteen...

- ...during the Friday night march? - He was, sir.

Pvt. Christenson, you have disobeyed a direct order.

You will fill your canteen and repeat all 12 miles of the march immediately.

- Yes, sir. - Fall out!

What in the name of God are you doing with my company?

You're late and you allow troopers to disobey direct orders?

No excuse, sir.

You're making me look bad, lieutenant. This is not Dog Company.

This is not Fox Company. This-- This is Easy Company.

And under my command, this will be the first and finest company in this regiment.

I want the names of six men...

...their infractions and your disciplinary recommendations on my desk by 0130.

Is that clear?

What infractions, sir?

Find some.

So, what did you do?

Picked six men and gave them latrine duty.

The lucky six?

McDonald, Toye, Perconte, Lipton, Muck and Guarnere.

- Why them? - It was their turn.

Sobel's a genius.

I had a headmaster just like him in prep school. I know the type.

Lewis, Michelangelo's a genius. Beethoven's a genius.

You know a man in this company who wouldn't double-time Currahee...

...with a full pack just to piss in that guy's morning coffee?

Let's go, let's go.

- Go! - 1000, 2000, 3000, 4000...

Stand in the door.

- Go! - 1000, 2000...

You just broke both your legs, Pvt. Gordon.

- Are you trying to get yourself killed? - No, sir!

Stand in the door.

Move it, move it, move it!

Move it, move it, move it!

Shit.

To the wall! To the wall! Over as a team. Come on, against the wall!

Jesus, what the hell is this?

That's pig guts, boy.

Goddamn it.

- Why are you here, Pvt. Gordon? - I wanna be in the Airborne, sir.

I don't believe you. Why are you here, Pvt. Gordon?

I wanna be in the Airborne, sir.

You have 50 minutes to the top and back, and I will be watching you.

What are you waiting for?

Easy Company has the finest performance record...

...in the entire 2nd Battalion.

I believe every bit of that is thanks to you.

- Congratulations, Captain Sobel. - Thank you, sir.

Isn't that Lt. Winters leading Easy Company in PT?

Yes, sir.

He's a damn good man . I was planning on giving him a set of these today.