(WHOOSHING)
(ELECTRONIC MUSIC)
(WIND ROARING)
(SOFT MUSIC)
[WOMAN] Where are you?
(SOMBER MUSIC)
(SPEAKING FAINTLY)
[NURSE] Private Gregory
Sullivan, Rangers.
[DOCTOR] You'll be okay,
son, you're goin' home.
[NURSE] Lieutenant Jeffrey
Tokariuk, 19th Engineers.
Blind and deaf, mortar
shell blew up in his face.
Sergeant Roland Rothach, 26th
Infantry.
(EXPLOSIONS BOOM)
Combat fatigue.
No internal or external trauma.
(SPEAKING FAINTLY)
(SOFT MUSIC) (FLAMES CRACKLE)
[WOMAN] Come back to me.
(CLOCK TICKS)
(KNOCKING AT DOOR)
- Morning, Mr. Rothach.
- Hey.
- How are you today, sir?
- Uh, good.
All right, lemme see
what I got for you here.
I got a quart of milk,
I got one can of coffee,
I got one carton cigarettes,
I got six cans beans in tomato
sauce,
I got six cans beans in maple
syrup,
I got six cans beans with lard,
I got six cans beans with
maple syrup and lard,
I got 20 tins of tuna, I got
five bottles of whisky there,
I got one jar raspberry jam for
ya.
I just gotta get you to sign
this here.
Mr. Rothach, sir.
Thank you.
Hold on.
Thank you very much,
sir, see ya next Tuesday.
(FOOTSTEPS CRUNCH ON SNOW)
(KEYS CLACKING)
(SOFT MUSIC)
(SOLDIERS SPEAKING FAINTLY)
Here, try (SPEAKING FAINTLY).
(SPEAKING FAINTLY)
[MAN] What about it?
- Yeah, that's right.
- She's not my lady.
- (LAUGHING)
- Hey.
Is that your lady? (LAUGHING)
[FIELDS] She ain't wearin'
nothing but an apron.
There you go, you kids have fun.
Have her home before dark.
Catch you fellas later.
Draw me one.
(SOLDIERS CHATTERING)
[CLERK] Is this
second platoon, Dog Company?
[BROOKS] Yep, first squad.
Got some mail for ya.
- Fisher.
- Over here, Daddy.
Oh, look who it is. Hobbs how's
it going?
- Jackson!
- Oh.
[CLERK] Johnson.
Yup. Wow, good job.
- Rot-hatch.
- Rothach.
[JOHNSON] Hey, it's from Mr.
Goretti.
- Oh, shit, really?
- Yeah.
[HOBBS] Yeah.
Hey, what would you see tonight,
Casablanca or Cat People?
- Ooh, Cat People.
- Austin?
- Sounds like...
- Austin. - [JOHNSON] Sounds like a winner.
Okay, so, it's a modern girl
- cursed by an ancient legend.
- Lieutenant Pine?
The legend of the cat people.
Yeah, it sounds pretty sexy.
[JOHNSON] Definitely.
Bastard.
(SPEAKING FAINTLY)
(GRUMBLES) No, never mind.
- [ROTHATCH] There a problem Inglis?
- Lemme see. - Yeah.
I keep sendin' 'em my stories
and they haven't published any
of 'em yet.
The Dawn of the Days of Glory.
The Great War, As Fought by Jack
Inglis.
(SOLDIERS CHORTLE)
Hmm, January 17th, 1943.
It was a cold night on the front
lines.
There was a soft breeze in the
air,
wafting the scent of the enemy
towards us.
Guys... (LAUGHING)
We could hear the artillery fire
echoing beyond the horizon.
- It rattled our bones.
- [WOMAN] Dear Roland,
How can words describe
how much I love you?
Well, come a little closer.
Let me whisper in your darling
ears all these loving words,
because they're meant for you.
You are the world.
You are everything.
But part of me is missing.
- And that part is you.
- Sleep is a dream.
Reality,
- a nightmare.
- A nightmare.
It's a nightmare, Jack!
[BARBARA VOICEOVER] No matter
what,
no matter how long you're gone
for,
whether it's weeks or
months or all of forever,
I will always be yours, as you
are mine.
From now to the end of time.
I love you, and only you,
for always.
Keep this letter close
and dream of me often,
as I dream of you.
Be safe, my love.
- [HOBBS] For I am a soldier after all, Forever yours, Barbara.
- An American soldier,
prepared by the best to
fight and die for my country.
(LAUGHING)
Aw, come on, what's the big
deal?
You know We would have read it
if it got published anyways,
right?
I didn't send this one in yet.
I don't like it when people read
my stuff
before it's finished.
It's good. (LAUGHING)
What it was good?
(SPEAKING FAINTLY)
- First squad, listen up.
- Atten-hut!
Kraut armor has broken through
the lines at Sidi Bouzid.
Battalion's reporting heavy
casualties
to the 36th infantry and 1st
armor.
The 26th RCT is falling back to
Kasserine.
We'll reinforce the line and
wait there for further orders.
Okay, everyone, pack up.
Full gear, we're not comin' back
here.
Any questions?
Good, 30 minutes at the rally
point.
Happy Valentine's Day.
(SOLDIERS CHATTING)
(SOMBER MUSIC)
(SOFT MUSIC)
[BARBARA] Say goodbye
to your father, James.
[ROTHACH] Be good for
your Mother, all right?
Okay.
Okay, well,
we're going then.
[ROTHACH] I love you.
(SOFT MUSIC)
(TYPEWRITER CARRIAGE CREAKING)
(SPEAKING FAINTLY)
Johnson, where are we
at with the extra ammo?
I gotta check check back
at CP, we got nothin'.
[HOBBS] Well hurry up.
- Fuck you.
- Fuck you.
- I love you too. - Oh, Fuck your mother.
- Don't hurt yourself there.
- Kit issues?
- No, it's not bad enough
I got to take take a
shit every five minutes
from these goddamn rations,
but I gotta fuck around
with this junk now.
Come here.
Ah, you're all tangled up.
What the hell's all
this shit for anyway?
Since we're not gonna see any
action.
(GUNSHOTS BOOMING)
- Lookin' good, soldier.
- Yeah?
Like the belle of the ball.
Thanks, Sergeant, I'll
probably be back.
(SOLDIERS SPEAKING FAINTLY)
(SOFT MUSIC)
(BOY IMITATES PLANE ENGINE)
- (CLATTERING)
- Goddammit!
(CRUNCHING)
(FOOTSTEPS ECHOING)
(ORCHESTRAL MUSIC) (PANTING)
(AIRPLANE ENGINES RUMBLING)
(GUNSHOTS BOOMING)
(SOFT MUSIC)
(SIGHS)
(INSECTS CHIRRING)
(METAL CLANKS)
(CAN CLATTERING)
(CLATTERING)
(BLOWS THUDDING) (GRUNTING)
Don't move!
Are you alone? (SPEAKING GERMAN)
Don't move.
Is there anyone else here with
you?
I said don't move!
[KRAUSE] Halt!
(SPEAKING GERMAN)
(GRUNTING)
(BLOWS THUDDING) (GRUNTING)
(SPEAKING GERMAN)
[ANNOUNCER] A minute 23 left
in the penalty to Bentley.
Montreal crosses center ice and
Toe Blake
brings the puck up to the
Chicago line.
Can't get it past, Toomer
pokes it off his stick.
Puck takes a strange bounce,
goes down the left side,
it's picked up by Reg Hamilton,
but he loses control and can't
get it up.
Blake does a fine job
tying the Chicago defender
- up along the boards.
- James, bedtime.
[JAMES] But the game's not
over yet.
It's getting late and you
have school in the morning.
Say goodnight to your
father, and let's go.
[ANNOUNCER] And dumps the puck
into
the Montreal end after
being carried by Bouchard.
[ROTHACH] Sweet dreams.
[ANNOUNCER] Time, get set up.
And with a minute left in the
penalty,
the Canadians, stick handling
neatly, get it over the line.
Bouchard gets a big pass from
Blake.
He sends the shot away,
and the puck goes into the
corner.
Bouchard pinches in, gets the
stick on it,
fires it back down into the
corner.
Blake's the first on it.
He stops, looks, and
passes to Medea in the slot.
It's intercepted by Colleta but
he's
tied up by (SPEAKING FAINTLY).
Hamilton tries to help 'em out,
Pallas,
but before he can clear Blake
keeps it in.
(SPEAKING FAINTLY)
and defense lining up against.
(NEEDLE SCRATCHES RECORD)
(PIANO MUSIC)
I've got the blues, I feel so
lonely
I'd give the world, if I could
only
Make you understand
It truly would be grand
I'm gonna telephone my baby
Ask him won't you please come
home
Oh, when you gone
I'm worried all day long
Baby, won't you please come
home
Baby, won't you please come
home
I have tried in vain
(ORDNANCE CRACKLING)
Nevermore to call your name
When you left you broke my
heart
That will never make us part
Every hour in the day
you will hear me say
Baby, won't you please come
home
I mean, baby, won't
you please come home
(CLOCK TICKS)
You will take the extra...
- (GUNSHOTS BOOMING)
- Incoming!
Take cover!
(EXPLOSION BOOMING) (SHOUTING)
Move, move, move!
(GUNSHOTS BOOMING)
(EXPLOSIONS BOOMING)
(MUFFLED GUNSHOTS BOOMING)
(SOFT MUSIC)
(WEEPING)
(SOFT MUSIC)
(GUNSHOTS BOOMING)
(SHOUTING)
(COUGHING)
(GROANING)
(GUNSHOTS BOOMING)
(SHOUTING)
(EXPLOSION BOOMING)
(GUNSHOTS BOOMING) (SIGHS)
(GLASS CLINKS)
(TUTS)
(SPEAKING GERMAN)
(GUNSHOTS BOOMING)
Rothach, Rothach!
Machine gun squad, 10 o'clock!
I need you and your squad on me.
First Squad, on me!
(GUNSHOTS BOOMING)
(EXPLOSION BOOMING)
[HENDRICKS] Get the lead out.
Go, go, go, go.
(YELLING)
(SHELLS CLINKING)
(GUNSHOTS BOOMING)
[SOLDIER] Stay down, we're
gonna get you to safety!
Fire team, get ready
to support our movement.
(GUNSHOTS BOOMING)
- Go!
- Fisher, Painter, up!
(YELLING)
Lieutenant! (YELLING)
(GUNSHOTS BOOMING)
Open fire!
Shit!
Fall back, everyone, fall back,
on me!
(EXPLOSION BOOMING)
Go, go, go, go!
(SPEAKING GERMAN)
(GRUNTING)
[KRAUSE] (speaking
German) water.
(SPEAKING GERMAN)
(COUGHING)
(SPEAKING GERMAN)
Huh?
Huh?
(YELLING GERMAN)
(GRUNTING)
(GUNSHOTS BOOMING)
(YELLING)
Suppressing fire!
Almost out!
Sarge, we're almost out, we...
(EXPLOSION BOOMING)
[SOLDIER] Medic, Medic!
(RATTLING)
(PERCOLATOR RATTLING)
[SOLDIER] Here they come!
(EXPLOSION BOOMING)
(GUNSHOTS BOOMING)
(YELLING)
[FISCHER] Grenade!
Nice throw, Sarge.
Rothach, where's Lambert?
Dead, we have to
fall back and consolidate.
We were able to push them back,
but those Panzers are coming in
quick.
They're gonna break through.
Reinforcements are inbound,
armor and tank destroyers.
You hold this position.
- Where's Captain Farley?
- I have no idea!
You guys stay right here
until I figure out what's going
on.
[PAINTER] What are we doin',
Sarge?
You just keep your eye on the
sector.
- We have to hold the line!
- Come on!
(GUNSHOTS BOOMING)
(COUGHING AND RETCHING)
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
(GRUNTING)
(INSECTS CHIRRING)
(SPEAKING GERMAN)
(YELLING)
And then he tells me in French,
that he wants to give me a kiss,
'whoa, easy'.
(LAUGHING)
So anyway, I uh, I finally made
it back
and everything turned
out better than expected.
This is really great, Barbara,
you've outdone yourself.
Hell, every time Shirley makes a
roast
it comes out like an old shoe.
I have to get the
recipe for these potatoes.
Do you still have the victory
garden in the backyard?
Absolutely, this year's
harvest was magnificent.
Hmm, I can imagine.
Bill, we should give them
some of our raspberry jam.
Definitely, more than
we'll ever be able to use.
So, Roland, how are you
adjusting to life back home?
- Settlin' in all right?
- He's doing just fine.
Got him a job workin'
with me, good hard labor.
If the war didn't do it, we'll
make a man out of him yet.
Not as much adventure as you're
used to though, I imagine.
No, not so much.
[ROGER] Not as many Krauts, eh
Roly?
- Not quite.
- There's always
a spot for you back at the
paper.
- Great.
- You know,
when you're ready.
[LOUISE] It must be nice
though, to be back home?
Hard, I imagine.
How do you cope after witnessing
all that needless death and
destruction?
You fellas must've seen so much.
Oh, I don't know if I'd say
needless.
Jesus, Pearl Harbor, Billy.
Well, It just seemed
there was a lot of waste
in terms of innocent lives.
Not to mention the toll it took
on foreign infrastructure and
economy.
I mean, they're still eating
their horses in Amsterdam.
Oh, sunshine and rainbows
and ponies for all.
They started the fight, we ended
it.
There's gonna be some bloody
noses.
But look at our economy
here at home, it's booming.
Nobody could have predicted
that 10 years ago.
We defended our way of life,
- and were rewarded for it.
- Can we go play?
- Sure honey.
- Yeah, can we, Mom?
Did you finish your dinner?
- Yeah.
- Okay, go ahead.
It was our responsibility
to throw our helmets
into the ring, so to speak.
[BILL] Then why didn't we take
action
- until after Pearl Harbor?
- Sorry, where did you fight?
Well, I signed up,
but they deemed me unfit
for military service due
to an inner ear problem.
(SCOFFS) Inner ear problem?
- What the fuck is that?
- Roger, language.
It affects my balance.
He can hardly walk some days.
I think that what Bill's
trying to say is that
we could have taken a
more humanitarian role
in dealing with the civilian
population.
We'll ask women about war
if one ever breaks out in the
kitchen.
We're deviating from the point.
Trudy used to work
at one of the factories
- that made the bullets.
- Oh, I agree.
The point is, if it wasn't
for Marines like myself
out there burnin' those sneaky
slant-eyes
out of holes day and night, I
guarantee
there'd be moldy rice on this
table,
not a goddamn roast dinner,
Semper Fi!
You realize the war wasn't
just fought
on a handful of islands in the
Pacific.
The Pacific was our war.
- Europe was a picnic compared to the hell we endured.
- [DENNIS] Picnic...
We just bailed them out
of a tough situation.
If boots on the ground were
so important in the Pacific,
then why did it take two atomic
bombs
before they surrendered?
And we don't agree with
the bomb, do we Bill?
Of course not.
So many innocent lives
lost, and for what gain?
For what gain?
Are you out of your fuckin'
mind?
- Roger!
- I'll tell you for what gain.
Have you ever looked one of
these greasy Nips in the eye?
Roland, what do you
think about all this?
- (DOG BARKING)
- Now what?
Oh my God, what happened?
- Toby bit me.
- Let me see.
- I'll go get you a cloth.
- Call Dr. Brown.
It could be infected,
what if she has rabies?
Look at what your vicious mutt
did!
I'm so sorry, usually he's so
friendly.
So, what, you're saying
this is Liz's fault?
- She's six.
- Dogs like that
should be locked up in a cage.
You're right, I'm sorry,
is there anything I can do?
We're leaving.
(GUNSHOTS BOOMING)
(MURMURING)
(SOFT MUSIC)
Christ! (SPLUTTERING)
(CHUCKLING) (SPITTING)
(SPEAKING GERMAN)
(EXPLOSION BOOMING)
(GUNSHOTS BOOMING)
Keep firing!
Rothach!
Rothach, where's Lieutenant
Lambert?
- Dead, sir.
- Shit!
What about Pyne?
He was looking for you, sir,
I think he's in the 1st platoon.
I just came from there,
1st platoon's been overrun.
[ROLAND] What are your orders,
sir?
Sir!
I've gotta go find Pyne.
(GRUNTING) (GUNSHOTS BOOMING)
[PAINTER] Here they come!
(GRUNTING)
(EXPLOSION BOOMING)
Oh, goddammit, all right.
First squad, fall back to that
position.
Inglis, check that .30 cal,
make sure it's still workin'.
Second squad, provide
suppressing fire.
Then we'll cover you.
- Fields!
- Yes, Sarge?
[ROLAND] Can Austin
move, we gotta go right now!
I can't make it, Sarge.
Let's move, we gotta pull out
right now!
All right, let's do it!
Let's go!
Come on, (GUNFIRE DROWNS OU SPEECH).
Let's go, let's go.
Come on now, go, go go.
(TYPEWRITER KEYS CLACKING)
(SOFT MUSIC)
(GUNS BOOM FAINTLY)
(YELLING FAINTLY)
[BARBARA] Come to me.
(ORCHESTRAL MUSIC) (SMOOCHING)
(SIGHING)
(GUNS BOOM FAINTLY)
Where are you?
(SOFT MUSIC)
(GUNS BOOM FAINTLY)
(SOFT MUSIC)
(PANTING)
(SNIFFLING)
(SOFT MUSIC) (PANTING)
(SPEAKING GERMAN)
(AIRPLANE ENGINE RUMBLES)
(GRUNTING) (SPEAKING GERMAN)
(GUNSHOTS BOOMING) (GROANING)
(YELLING)
(GROANING)
(YELLING)
(GROANING)
(ROTARY DIAL WHIRS)
Bill Baker, please.
Bill?
It's Roland.
(CHUCKLING) Yes, hello.
How are you?
Oh, good, that's good to hear.
I'm okay, (CHUCKLING) I've
been, uh, writing a book.
(ROTARY DIAL WHIRS)
(SOFT MUSIC)
[BARBARA] Hello?
Hello?
Sorry.
I just wanted to call.
I mean,
I just wanted to see how you
were.
That's good.
I got my job back at the paper.
Yeah, I talked to Bill.
I was gonna see if maybe I could
see you.
I just have some things I wanted
to say.
I just wanted to say some
things that you should hear.
I'd really like to see you.
And James, too, of course.
Downtown, on Monday?
Grant Park, all right.
Great.
I'll see you then.
(PHONE RECEIVER CLICKS)
(GRUNTING)
(SOFT MUSIC)
(GUNSHOTS BOOMING)
(YELLING)
All right, second squad, fall
back!
Covering fire!
Aw, fuck it.
(GUNSHOTS BOOMING) (YELLING)
- This is FUBAR.
- I know, what do you need?
Charlie Company has fallen
back it back to CP.
Farley took off
towards first platoon.
I gotta get a radio.
You think you can hold on till I
get back?
We'll give it our best shot.
I'm counting on you.
(GUNSHOTS BOOMING) (YELLING)
Medic!
Oh God!
Medic!
Oh, God.
(GUNFIRE DROWNS OUT SPEECH)
- Patch me up!
- Medic! (YELLING)
Roly? Roly they're coming!
(GUNFIRE DROWNS OUT SPEECH)
Fuck, fuck! (YELLING)
I'm tryin'!
[HENDRICKS] Fuck, fucking
cocksucker, patch me up!
- (YELLING)
- Calm down.
Doc, can you, (GUNFIRE
DROWNS OUT SPEECH)
- (YELLING)
- I need my gun! They're coming!
Fuck, you I'm dying!
They're coming, they're coming!
Oh no, oh my God!
- I don't wanna die!
- Hold on, hold on, Hendricks!
- They're coming!
- Stop.
(SPEAKING FAINTLY) you're overexerting
and that's just gonna make you-
(BULLET CLANGS)
[HENDRICKS] Roly, Roly, fuck!
(YELLING)
- It's okay!
- Roly, Roly!
- Roly.
- Help.
Help, help.
(GUNSHOTS BOOMING)
[ANNOUNCER] Coming to you over
WAAF,
operating on 1120 kilocycles,
267 meters,
as authorized by the
Federal Radio Commission.
And now the program continues
with Mr. Scott and Mr.
Greenfield
(CLATTERING DROWNS OUT SPEECH)
(PIANO MUSIC)
Somewhere the sun is shining-
(CLATTERING)
Somewhere the songbirds dwell
Hush, then, thy sad repining
God lives, and all is well
Somewhere, somewhere
Beautiful Isle of Somewhere
Land of the true
Where we live anew
(KNIFE RASPS)
(DOOR CREAKS)
Beautiful Isle of Somewhere
Roly? (CLATTERING)
Somewhere
What are you doing?
How was your day?
Somewhere the load is lifted
Close by
[BARBARA] James'll be home soon.
- Somewhere the clouds
- Roland!
What are you doing, stop,
Roland!
Stop it!
Get off of me, Roland.
Stop it, don't! (GRUNTING)
Get off me, stop it!
(GRUNTING)
Beautiful Isle of Somewhere
Somewhere - I'm home!
Of the true, where we live
anew
Beautiful Isle of Somewhere
(SIGHS)
(SOFT MUSIC)
(SIGHS)
(GUNSHOTS BOOMING) (YELLING)
Soldier, get battalion on the
horn!
Danger Forward, this is Danger
Red Dog Two, over.
Danger Forward, come in please,
over.
(EXPLOSION BOOMING)
Fuck.
Second platoon, fall back on me!
Move, move, move!
(GUNSHOTS BOOMING)
(EXPLOSION BOOMING)
(ANTI-TANK GUN CLICKS)
(EXPLOSION BOOMING)
(GUNSHOTS BOOMING)
(EXPLOSION BOOMING)
(CLOCK TICKS)
Oh, no.
Come on.
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
(ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)
(INSECTS CHIRRING)
(BREATHES HEAVILY)
[BARBARA] I want you to be
the man I fell in love with.
I want James to have a father.
[ROLAND] You wanna see what I
am?
[BARBARA] What are you doing?
[ROLAND] You wanna see what
I've become?
- Roland, stop it!
- I'm nothing! I'm nothing!
(SOMBER MUSIC)
(COUGHING)
(FOOTFALLS TRAMPING)
(SPEAKING GERMAN)
(YELLING IN GERMAN)
What are doing?
No, no, no! (SPEAKING GERMAN)
Shit. (SPEAKING GERMAN)
(GUNSHOTS BOOMING)
(SOMBER MUSIC)
- Sarge, what are we doin'?
- Can anyone get Austin?
[PAINTER] Where the hell is
everybody?
(GUNSHOTS BOOMING)
- Get Austin,
- I can't get to him!
- Fischer, get out there.
- Get rid of it!
(COUGHING)
(GRUNTING) (GUNSHOTS BOOMING)
(SPEAKING GERMAN)
(LOUD GUNSHOTS BOOMING)
(GROANING)
(GROANING)
(GUNSHOTS BOOMING)
(YELLING IN GERMAN)
(EXPLOSION BOOMING)
(ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)
(SPEAKING GERMAN)
[SOLDIER] Hey, halt!
(GUNSHOTS BOOMING) (YELLING)
(EXPLOSION BOOMING)
Fall back!
Everyone fall back to the CP!
(YELLING)
Hey, fucking come back!
Don't fucking leave! Don't-
(GUNSHOTS BOOMING)
(ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)
(EXPLOSION BOOMING)
(ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)
[GERMAN OFFICER] Halt!
(speaking German)
(EXPLOSION BOOMING)
(SPEAKING GERMAN)
(YELLING) (GUNSHOTS BOOMING)
(BLOWS THUDDING) (GRUNTING)
(EXPLOSION BOOMING)
(GROANING)
(GROANING)
(BLOWS THUDDING) (GRUNTING)
(YELLING) (BLOWS THUDDING)
(SPEAKING FAINTLY AND SOBBING)
(BLOWS THUDDING) (EXCLAIMING)
(SQUELCHING) (YELLING)
(ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)
(GUNSHOTS BOOMING)
- Stop!
- No! (SUBBING)
Shut up! (SOBBING AND YELLING)
They're coming. (SOBBING)
Sh, they're coming, sh, quiet, quiet.
Godammit.
They're coming.
They're coming, sh, sh, sh.
(ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)
(GUNSHOTS BOOMING)
(GROANING)
(SPEAKING FOREIGN LANGUAGE)
(LAUGHING)
(GROANING)
(ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)
(GUNSHOT BOOMING)
(PIANO MUSIC)
(GUNSHOT BOOMING)
Don't shoot, I'm an American!
I'm an American, don't shoot!
American.
(WEEPING)
(KNOCKING AT DOOR)
(KNOCKING AT DOOR)
(SIGHS)
(KNOCKING AT DOOR)
I'm comin'.
Morning, Mr. Rothach,
how are you today, sir?
You okay, sir?
(ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)
[BARBARA] Hello?
Hello?
(PIANO MUSIC)
(SIGHS)
(ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)
(PIANO AND GUITAR MUSIC)
You're a liar
Picked up the passion,
threw away all desire
I'm comin' closer to you
I would grab your throat, I'm
cryin'
Oh the mistakes, I keep 'em
in the pocket of my coat
Catch fire
Oh the memories, they leave me
lonely
Ooh
Ooh
Ooh
Ooh
I need a little company
I dropped her off at the
station
I filled myself with misery
Exactly how I'm behavin'
Behavin'
Oh
You're a liar
Picked up the passion,
threw away your desire
I'm comin' closer to you
I would grab your throat and
cry
Oh the mistakes I keep 'em
in the pocket of my coat
Catch fire
Oh the memories they leave me
lonely
Ah ooh