Capt. Ronald Speirs: Flash.

Pvt. Albert Blithe: Thunder, thunder. Lieutenant Spiers, sir.

Capt. Ronald Speirs: Where are you going, private?

Pvt. Albert Blithe: Check out the noise, sir.

Capt. Ronald Speirs: I just came from there. Everything's under control.

Pvt. Albert Blithe: Yes sir.

Capt. Ronald Speirs: You got some nervous privates in your company.

Pvt. Albert Blithe: We do, sir. Yeah we do. I can vouch for that.

Capt. Ronald Speirs: They just don't see how simple it is.

Pvt. Albert Blithe: Simple. What is, sir?

Capt. Ronald Speirs: Just do what you have to do.

Pvt. Albert Blithe: Like you did on D-Day, sir? lieutenant. Sir, when I landed on D-Day, I found myself in a ditch all ny myself. I fell asleep. I think it was... it was the air sickness pills they gave us. When I woke up I really didn't try to find my unit... to fight. I just... I just kinda stayed put.

Capt. Ronald Speirs: What's your name, trooper?

Pvt. Albert Blithe: Blithe, sir. Albert Blithe.

Capt. Ronald Speirs: You know why you hid in that ditch, Blithe?

Pvt. Albert Blithe: I was scared.

Capt. Ronald Speirs: We're all scared. You hid in that ditch because you think there's still hope. But Blithe, the only hope you have is to accept the fact that you're already dead, and the sooner you accept that, the sooner you'll be able to function as a soldier's supposed to function. Without mercy, without compassion, without remorse. All war depends on it.