RECALL Act 2

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A dramatic episode blending military discipline, emotional vulnerability, and personal transformation, centered on a young cadet's struggle during Valentine's Day at a strict academy. The narrative explores themes of ide

Key takeaways

• Drinking as coping mechanism reveals inner turmoil

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But what's going to come out of there is something that you can feel. Celebrate Black Music Month of the Kwestlove show, listen on the I-Heart radio app, at the podcast or wherever you get your podcast. Commander Patterson is drinking. The Army wants their land back. And on Valentine's night, when Lishinsky tried to run, Patterson told him the only truth that matters. Boys run. Men sit tight. So he stayed. Now Wheeler's pulling him out of the barracks. The barber wants to see him. a tonne near the mess hall. Is your nose feeling any better, lieutenant? In there, Piss Pot. Lushinsky heads toward the lighted door of the small building in front of him. Interior Crow's barber shop, Knight. Lishinsky seated watches Crow the barber run the electric hair clippers over the head of a cadet who is indifferent to the fact that he's being clipped nearly bald. Do you know of any phone around here I can use? Huh? No. Lushinsky looks around the harshly lit room. there except for a table with a few barbering tools and a chair holding the victim. The floor is thick with a carpet of hair left by the cadets. The cadet is finished with his haircut and gets down from the chair. So long, Wendell. The cadet doesn't reply. He walks through the door and exits. Crow stands by his chair waiting for Lishinsky. I'm probably not going to be here for a long, so if you could just like take a little off the sides and the rest I can leave long under my hat. here. No, no, it's not that. It's only that I don't think I'm going to be here that long. So if you just take a little off the sides, I can leave the rest long under my hat. Like this. He pulls his hair back with both hands to show how it can be done. See? Oh, oh, oh, yeah, yeah, sure. And with a gesture, invites Lishinsky, he gets into the chair, he hears the hum of the clippers. The first sudden stroke zooms down the center of his head, leaving a barren stretch, Interior A Company Barracks evening, Bova burst through the door leading from the latrine. He is frenzied and out of breath carrying a brown paper bag of booze. Somebody take this. Sensing a danger at helping Bova, nobody comes to his aid. Come on, William! Bova runs over to his locker and throws open the door. He tosses the bag into the bottom of the locker. Commander Patterson lunches, wheezing through the latrine doors in hot pursuit of Bova. He sees Bova. He sees standing in a his locker. What are you talking about, sir? I'm working on this term paper here. Patterson nods and looks at the locker. Bova feels the end is near. Do you know anything about the Punic Wars, sir? Patterson opens the locker door. How about Diyoto, sir? Every year with Diyoto in your travels? Patterson bends down and lifts the bag out of the locker. I have no idea. You're sure? Yes sir. Underage drinking because if it is yours it's a E5. Oh no no no no it ain't mine sir somebody's trying to frame me Patterson looks into the bag Jim Bean Gilby's. Well whalbies. Well whomever it is. It's whoever it is it's contraband. and starts for the door. Patterson stops and looks in the bag again. He pulls out a brown bottle. Coconut rum? Sir, it's Valentine's Day. Wouldn't you just like to stay and join us for just a nip? Now what kind of protocol would that be? Coconut rum? You boys should be eating candy. As he walks to the front door, he places the bottle on a ledge near the exit. He leaves. As Patterson leaves, the boys converge in the bottle of tonic water. Ah, hmm, uh, nice going, you smart ass. Exterior boat dock evening. From a mango tree overlooking the boat dock, Lindquist watches Patterson lying by the shed. Down in the last of the Gilby's gin, Patterson throws the empty into the bay. He looks up at the silhouette of the high rise of the rise of the bay. buildings under construction. He looks back at the school. He musters his courage and stands up. He takes a deep breath and staggers forward across the parade field. Laff, I had a good dain but she left. Exterior, Noriko's first aid station, Knight. Patterson is outside a light of the window. He taps clumsily on the pain. Noriko. the boys referred to as Madam Butterfly, Noreko Yachamoto. 50 comes to the window. What? Noriko? What you want? Well, I was thinking today is Valentine's Day. Go home, Pat. You're drunk. I want a kiss for Valentine's Day. I want a kiss for Valentine's Day. I give you kiss. You go home. You're drunk. I want a kiss for Valentine's Day. I give you kiss. You go home? Yes. a gentle. Ah, the Rika, why always with the test? Nereka reaches out the window and pulls Patterson's head in through the frame. She kisses him gently. Drinking won't solve your problems, Pat. Hold me, Blossom. It's gonna be a rough night. He tries to swing his leg up on a sash in an attempt to get inside. Finally relenting, Nereco starts to help him in. He is halfway through the window when... Commander! Commander, the new chickens A-wall already. You take care of it, Wheeler. They busted my handcuff, sir. If you could just... Patterson climbs down. Where is he? Just walk through the damn gate, waiting for the J-bus. Probably misses his mommy. Cut to exterior Academy gate night. Wheeler is helping Patterson weave across the parade ground and through the gate. We see Lishinsky sitting on a bench crying. He is without hair, bloody nicks in his head. Patterson Flops down next to Lishinsky. Wheeler stands at attention. What's wrong, Candy-ass? Can't take it? As you were, Wheeler. Get to your bunk. Wheeler salutes and does an about-face, then rattles away, sword clanking behind. There is silence. Lishinsky discreetly trying to wipe his tears. Where are you headed, son? Oh, no. Home, I guess. This is your home now, ain't it? I hate it. I hate it. I hate it here. I heard you volunteered so why did you come here then I read the brochure the guy on the cover had a hat on I I don't know they hacked up your head well now there's a reason for that Lishinsky yeah to make you feel like hell hygiene to make you look like a soldier get rid of the excess baggage trim you down explains the food well that may not be the writs but it's nutritious Patterson takes a bottle from his pocket and drinks. I just want to go home. Patterson offers him the bottle. Lishinsky takes a slug. So get the bus. Go home. Shame your parents. Is that what you want to do? No, sir. I just hate it here. Well, you're not the first. But it ain't always what you hate and what you don't hate. Why not sit tight for a while? Who knows? Maybe it'll change your mind about what's important. That's what men do. Boys just run. Can't always run home to mama. In my experience, if you're in a storm, it's best to sit tight. Once I was on a beach, Anseo. You heard of Anseo? No, sir. Where the hell are you been? landing. We made it at the beach and we hold up in this area. It was raining like a son of a bitch. A company's objective was to take this town, Nutuno. We were getting nothing from communications, but we had this objective, see, take Nutuno. But seeing as how it was raining on us like elephant piss, nobody knew where the hell we would. So what the hell we just dug in for the night set in a muck mortars dropping and so on morning comes the rain and stopped and we finally found the town but the Germans had left the J-bus pulls up to the stop and from the bench and opens its door nobody moves the door closes and moves off the gosh during the night. We marched into the town without a shot being fired, objective accomplished. Sir, I thought you were in the Navy. Merchant Marines. Story for another night, son. Now, are you going to head back to your unit or do I turn you over to Wheeler as a deserter? No, sir. Swigs the pint. Now, are you going to head back to your unit or do I turn you over to Wheeler as a deserter? No, sir. Swig the pint. a minute. Give me that bottle. How old are you anyway? To 17. Well, almost. Too young for despair, son. Sixteen. And going at it full bore. Just let it idle a bit. And don't forget inspection tomorrow. A company better look sharp or I'll have the entire company in the bull rain. on it, son. Patterson sits alone on the bench. Engel, as Lishinsky passes close to Colonel Barnes's house. Sally Barnes is painting by flashlight, putting the finishing touches on her VW van, now Army Green with a Red Cross insignia. She sees Lishinsky and stops. They stare at each other for a moment. That, nice job. Need any help? She smiles, gives him the finger, then heads into the house. Shiski watches for her to return and she doesn't. He backs away toward the barracks trying to catch sight of her again. Angol Lindquist in the mango tree watching. Fade to interior barracks, morning. Buryx, 10-Hut. Order of the day, a company will police the parade grounds at 0 9.15, immediately following the morning announcements. For platoon, that means you. Growns from one side of the barracks. and heads Wheeler's hat on the way out the door. They laugh at me pass it down the bunks. Give me that. The hat passes to Bear who was just waking up. Wheeler and her rage points to Bear. You want a report, fella? Bear sheepishly hands the hat back to Wheeler. No, sir. Wheeler's still formation. He marches out. State Country Club. Let's count the boners. Sound off! The boys are still asleep and attention in front of their bunks as Solo comes down the rows, counting heads and tapping the beds of the late risers with his bat. They count off and roll call until they come to 32. There is a brief lapse and a voice tries to cover. Uh, 32? Sallow is in on the ruse. Wait a minute, Chief him, where the hell is Coombs? No excuse, sir. Girl trouble. Shit. Shit! He better he back at inspection at 1400. 14 hours hours hours. 14 hours. 14 hours. 14 hours. 14 hours hours. 14 hours. 14 hours. Bear is looking sheepish. He what the bed again, Serge. Can I have the