Saving Private Ryan

Dad.

Clear the ramp! 30 seconds! God be with you!

Port side stick, starboard side stick, move fast and clear those murder holes.

l want to see plenty of beach between men.

Five men is a juicy opportunity. One man is a waste of ammo.

Keep the sand out of your weapons.

Keep those actions clear. And l'll see you on the beach.

Clear the murder holes!

Over the side!

Port and starboard, over...

Jesus.

Thank you...

l said, what the hell do we do now, sir?

Captain Miller! Captain Miller!

-Captain Miller! -Sergeant Horvath!

Move your men off the beach! Go!

Okay, you guys!

-Get on my ass! Follow me! -Sir!

What's the rallying point?

Anywhere but here!

The seawall! Move up to the seawall!

Sir, l'm staying!

Clear this beach! Make way for the others!

This is all we got between us and the Almighty.

Every inch of this beach has been pre-sighted!

You stay here, you're dead men!

Mama! Mama!

Stay down! Stay down!

What are you guys?

1 04th Medical Battalion, sir!

Here to set up field operations!

Get rid of that crap!

Grab yourselves some weapons. Follow me.

-l'm hit! l'm hit! -Briggs!

Get me out of here. l'm hit low. God!

-Medic! -Navy Beach Battalion, sir.

l gotta clear these obstacles, make holes for the tanks.

All the armour is foundering in the Channel.

Orders, sir. You go somewhere else. l'm clearing this one!

Come on, Briggs!

Medic!

Move! Move!

Move! Come on! Move!

Shore party. No armour has made it ashore.

We got no DD tanks on the beach. Dog One is not open.

-Who's in command here? -You are, sir!

-Sergeant Horvath! -Sir!

You recognise where we are?

Right where we're supposed to be, but no one else is!

Nobody's where they're supposed to be.

Shore party.

First wave, ineffective.

We do not hold the beach. Say again, we do not hold the beach.

We're all mixed up, sir.

We got the leftovers from Fox Company,

Able Company and George Company!

Plus we got some Navy demo guys and a beachmaster!

Shore party. Shore party.

CATF , CATF ...

-Reiben here, sir! -Did you see anybody else?

-Jackson, but that's about it. -Mellish here.

Caparzo! We got DeForest back there with Wade.

He's hurt so bad he says he sprung 1 00 leaks.

Wade says he's all used up.

-Move on to somebody you can help. -Let's go!

He's battalion surgeon, sir!

-Get his attention. -Wade!

-Yo, Doc! -Wade!

-Wade! Wade! Wade! -Wade!

-Wade! Wade! Wade! -Too risky, Doc. Too risky.

-Wade! -All right. Get him off the beach.

l got it! We stopped the bleeding! We stopped the bleeding!

Fuck!

Just give us a fucking chance, you son of a bitch!

-Son of a fucking cocksucker! -Wade! Come on. Come on.

Wade! lt's Mellish! Wade!

-Mellish! -Let's go!

We found Miller!

-Fuck it! -Let's move! Let's move!

This is all? This is all that's made it?

We got scattered pretty bad, sir. There's bound to be more.

-Not enough. lt's not enough. -Dog One exit...

lt's gotta be that cut on the right.

-Or is that one on the left? Shit! -No. No, no, no.

Vierville is to the west of us. This is Dog One.

They're killing us!

And we don't have a fucking chance, and that ain't fair!

Gather weapons and ammo!

Come on, let's drag them in off the sand!

Reiben. Hey, Reiben, Reiben, Reiben, where's your BAR?

Bottom of the channel, sir. The bitch tried to drown me.

Find a replacement.

Bangalores! Bring up some bangalores!

Grenades, grenades! Get me some grenades. Get them over here!

Bangalores up the line! Bangalores up the line!

Heads up! Bangers coming your way!

Come on, come on, come on!

-Jackson here, sir! -Reiben back, sir!

Oh, my God!

One more. Give me one more.

Oh, my God, it hurts! l'm gonna die!

Oh, my God! Oh, Jesus! Oh, my God!

Keep it moving. Keep it moving. Almost got it.

-Jesus! Lucky bastard. -Come on.

-Move it! -Keep it moving. You got it?

God! God, help me!

You're not gonna die. You're not gonna die.

You're fine. Don't look at it. Don't look at it.

Bangalores! Clear the shingle!

-Fire in the hole! -Fire in the hole!

Fire in the hole!

We're in business! Defilade! Other side of the hole!

That's it! Let's go!

lnspected. Morphine.

Routine.

Priority.

He's gone.

Son of a...

-Get in there. -Fuck. l can't move.

-Mellish. -Yes, sir.

Give me your bayonet.

Two MG42s and two mortars. Add 20, left 30.

There's a little defilade over there, but it's the perfect fire position

if we get some goddamn armour on the beach.

We gotta open up this draw! We gotta get this draw open.

Reiben, Mellish, let's get into the war!

Grab some cover and put some fire on that crew.

Davis, Debernardo, Young, Valk, get ready.

Covering fire!

Go, go, go!

Goddamn firing squad.

lt's the only way we can get everybody the hell out of here.

Short, Payton, McDonald, Parkes! You're next!

Why don't we just hand out blindfolds, Cap?

All we can do here is die.

Covering fire!

Go, go, go!

Come on! Come on! Come on!

Go, God damn it!

-Jackson. -Sir.

-Do you see that impact crater? -Yes, sir.

That should give you complete defilade from that machine-gun position.

Get in there and give me some fire discipline.

Wait for my command.

Go!

Captain, if your mother saw you do that, she'd be very upset.

l thought you were my mother.

Be not thou far from me, O Lord.

O my God, l am heartily sorry for having offended thee.

l detest my sins for having offended thee, O Lord.

l detest my sins for having offended thee, O Lord.

Listen to me, Lord.

All my strength, haste thee to help me.

-Dog One exit! Right here! -We're in business!

Move! Move!

-Reiben. -Let's go, Sarge. Go!

Reiben.

The place is full of 'em!

Come on, Doyle!

Sarge?

-Flame! -Doyle, do it!

Don't shoot! Let them burn!

l'll give you "comrade," you son of a bitch!

Lie down!

Cease fire! Cease fire!

Cut it out! Cut it out! Cease fire!

Sugar Cane. Sugar Charlie 3.

Say again, Dog One is open. Send in the dozers.

l'm waiting for you to tie in my flanks. Over.

What?

What? l'm sorry, l can't understand what you're saying.

What did he say? What did he say?

"Look, l washed for supper."

God damn it!

-Hey, Fish. -Yeah?

Look at this. A Hitler Youth knife.

And now it's a Shabbat challah cutter, right?

Keep it moving!

That's quite a view.

Yes, it is.

Quite a view.

"Dear Mr Brian Boyd,

"no doubt by now you have received full information..."

-"Dear Mrs Jensen..." -"...untimely death of your son."

"...no words of mine can ever relieve the grief..."

"Our outfit has felt his loss tremendously."

"He was a fine soldier and he believed very strongly in..."

"lt's no secret any more that we were involved

"in one of the most important operations of this war."

"Al was the one who held us all together.

"He was always the first to volunteer..."

"...came to a clearing near a road where over 4,000 troops had passed..."

"Your husband served in a combat unit

"whose dangerous duty is to place itself..."

"...which we all cherish and hold so dear.

"The loss of Lee and others like him is a distinct blow to the regiment."

"l fully understand your desire

"to learn as much as possible regarding the circumstances

"leading to his death."

Colonel, l've got something you should know about.