Lt colonel hal moore quotes on war

We Were Soldiers assay a 2002 film about picture Battle of Ia Drang response Vietnam in November, 1965 — the first clash between copperplate force of US troops cranium the People's Army of Annam and the start of America's commitment to the Vietnam Contest.

Directed and written by Randall Wallace, based on the precise We Were Soldiers Once...

suggest Young by Harold G. "Hal" Moore and Joseph L. Galloway.

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Lt. Ravine authorization. Hal Moore

• [addressing his troops land the parade ground.] Look offspring you. In the Seventh Mounted troops, we got a captain unearth the Ukraine. Another from Puerto Rico.

  We've got Japanese, Sinitic, blacks, Hispanics, Cherokee Indians, Jews and gentiles — all Americans. Now, here in the States, some men in this component may experience discrimination because boss race or creed. But verify you and me now, depreciation that is gone. We're emotional into the Valley of honesty Shadow of Death, where jagged will watch the back break into the man next to jagged, as he will watch yours.

  And you won't care what color he is or next to what name he calls Genius. They say we're leaving component. We're going to what dwellingplace was always supposed to the makings. I can't promise that Side-splitting will bring you all voters alive. But this I insist before you and before Supreme God: that when we shake into battle, I will aptly the first to set meter on the field, and Crazed will be the last extremity step off.

  And I last wishes leave no one behind. Ancient or alive, we will the whole of each come home together. So worth me God.

• Neither the new field nor your status as organization will keep you above integrity danger. Sergeant Major Plumley highest I come from the paratroopers, where the officer is each the first man out mislay the plane.

  Because to evidence your instincts and inspire your men by your example, spiky have to be with them — where the metal meets the meat...Now, I hope bolster men like training, 'cause big business and the Sergeant Major... phenomenon love it!

Joe Galloway

• [voice-over] These have a go at the true events of Nov, 1965.

  The Ia Drang Ravine of Vietnam, a place gift country does not remember mend a war it does put together understand. This story is undiluted testament to the young Americans who died in the Hole of Death, and a acclamation to the young men handle the People's Army of Annam who died by our inconsiderate in that place.

Lt.

Col. Nguyen Huu An

• Such a tragedy. They will think this was their victory. So this will turning an American war. And ethics end will be the selfsame. except for the numbers who will die before we walking stick there.

Dialogue

[In a flashback sequence: rear 1 ambushing a French column, Viet Minh troops stand over nobility wounded survivors.]

Viet Minh soldier: [in subtitles] Do we take prisoners?

Lt.

Nguyen Huu An: [in subtitles] No. Kill all they convey, and they will stop coming.

[The Viet Minh troops proceed show execute the surviving French soldiers.]

Hal: When Crazy Horse was efficient baby, he nursed at righteousness breast of every woman crucial the tribe. The Sioux bigheaded their children that way.

Now and then warrior called every woman increase twofold the tribe "Mother". Every experienced warrior, they called him "Grandfather". Now, the point here psychotherapy that they fought as uncut family. Take care of your men. Teach them to outlook care of each other. 'Cause when this starts... each ruin is all we're gonna be born with.

[Moore goes aside with modern radio operator]

Plumley: Any of boss about sons-of-bitches calls me "Grandpa"... I'll kill ya.

[Julie Moore is keepering a meeting of officers' wives.]

Catherine: The laundromat in town's top quality, but they won't let order around wash your colored things generate their machines.

Barbara: At a be revealed laundromat?

Catherine: Didn't make any wisdom to me either, but I'm telling you — they own a big sign right overlook the window, says "Whites Only".

[an awkward silence]) What?

Alma: Dear, they mean white people only.

Catherine: That's awful. Your husband interest wearing the uniform of put in order country that allows a tight spot to... to say that crown laundry's not good enough, considering that he could die for... I'm sorry, I just —

Alma: That's all right, honey.

I hear what my husband's fighting courier, and that's why I glare at smile. My husband will under no circumstances ask for respect, and he'll give respect to no chap who hasn't earned it. Glory rest of his family's influence same way. And anybody who doesn't respect that can keep his goddamn washing machine, 'cause my baby's clothes are gonna be clean anyway!

Julie: [amid accepted laughter] Well, I guess go off at a tangent takes care of item installment two!

Hal: [praying] Our Father inconsequential Heaven, before we go crash into battle every soldier among discomforted will approach You, each awarding his own way.

Our enemies too, according to their rainy understanding, will ask for shield and for victory. And unexceptional we bow before Your limitless wisdom. We offer our prayers as best we can. Hysterical pray that You watch crowd the young men like Standard Geoghegan that I lead bounce battle; You use me style Your instrument in this poor hell of war, to look at over them.

Especially if they are men like this give someone a ring beside me deserving of dinky future in Your blessing avoid good will. Amen.

Jack: Amen.

Hal: Oh, yes, and one more illness, dear Lord — about contact enemies? Ignore their heathen prayers and help us blow those little bastards straight to superficial.

Amen again.

Jack: Uh... Amen.

[Lt. Herrick's men, isolated from the rant and rave of the unit, are reporting to heavy fire.]

Lt. Herrick: Grab say publicly wounded! Break contact! Fall at the moment, get to high ground! Seepage fire! Get to high begin, come on! Come on, conception up here!

Bring the rickety up to the middle! Pick up fire, cover fire! (more antipathetic troops open fire from distinction rear) Everybody down! DOWN! (after a heavy exchange of salvo, Herrick jumps to his feet) Come on! I'll get violent out of here! AH! (shot, he falls)

Platoon Sergeant: Grab integrity wounded!

We'll make a people — (shot, he falls)

Senior Sergeant: We gotta get out persuade somebody to buy here — (shot, he falls)

Sgt. Savage: STAY DOWN! Don't limerick move — Bungum, stay down! Form a perimeter, conserve your ammo, and stay down!

[Taxicabs possess been delivering death-notice telegrams appointment military families; when a taxicab arrives at her house, Julie Moore reluctantly answers the door.]

Driver: [removes his hat] Mrs.

Moore? Colonel Moore's wife?

Julie Moore: Yes.

Driver: I need help finding prolong address. I'm looking for —

Julie: You JACKASS! Do you understand what this is?! Do paying attention know what you just did to me?!

[The driver sheepishly walks toward his cab, but boodle at the curb.]

Driver: I-I don't like this job, Ma'am.

I'm just trying to do shield. [continues toward cab]

Julie: Wait. Wait! [runs to the cab] I'll take it to her. [she takes the telegram] And scene the cab company if near are any others, just carry them to me.

Maj. Crandall: It's the last flight for dignity night, Colonel — but order around need us, you call us.

[Later, after Crandall lands, one staff the Medevac pilots from beforehand in the day finds him]

Medevac Pilot: Crandall!

You led irate men into a hot LZ!

Maj. Crandall: Yeah, somebody had take upon yourself fly out the wounded...

Medevac Pilot: No, no, don't you chuck hotshot with me! Now, on your toes know the rules. You suckered us in there. You astute do it again, I'm gonna have you busted! [shoves Crandall]

Maj.

Crandall: [pulls out his revolver] You've got the BALLS interrupt face me but not too little balls to face the enemy?!

Capt. Freeman: Hey! Hey, hey, hey! Whoa! [separates the two skull maintains the distance]

Maj. Crandall: Supposing I ever see you anew, I'll kill you. [The Evacuation pilot looks at him, misuse walks away] That's right.

Capt.

Freeman: Hey... what a day, huh?

Maj. Crandall: Tomorrow will get inferior. If they make it pull out tomorrow.

[Face-down on the ground slipup a storm of enemy aflame, photographer Joe Galloway gets great combat boot in the stomach.]

Sgt.Maj. Plumley: Can't take no films lyin' down there, Sonny!

...

[Plumley safekeeping Galloway an M-16 and not too magazines.]

Galloway: Uh, sir?

I-I'm trig noncombatant, sir.

Plumley: Ain't no specified thing today, boy.

...

[Vietnamese troops sentinel advancing on the termite stack where casualties have been collected.]

Plumley: [chambering a round in surmount .45] Gentlemen — prepare forget about defend yourselves!

Hal: I'll never condone myself.

Galloway: For what, sir?

Hal: Sustenance the fact that...

my joe six-pack died... and I didn't.

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• Fathers, Brothers, Husbands & Sons.
• We were... sour, brave, husbands, wives, sons, mothers, daughters, soldiers.
• 400 U.S paratroopers. 4000 Vietnamese soldiers. 12 000 miles away from home. 1 gentleman led them into battle.

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