Table Read - RECALL Act 1

Episode Date: June 16, 2026

RECALL: Act One In February 1961, while America watches Cuba on television and tells itself the next war will belong to someone else, a dying military academy in Miami is still teaching boys how to stand straight, take orders, and become men. Written by Academy Award nominee Bruce Davison, and once optioned and held by the great Al Pacino, RECALL is a funny, savage, deeply human coming-of-age drama about abandoned boys, broken fathers, old soldiers, Cuban exiles, secret weapons, and the first terrible lesson of history: nations do not only go to war with armies. Sometimes they go to war with children who still think they are playing. Act One begins with Stephen Lishinsky arriving at Miami Military Academy, a bright Pennsylvania kid who volunteered for the brochure version of honor and discipline. What he finds is a parade field, a dying commandant, a school already being swallowed by the future, and two cadets handcuffed to a howitzer before morning formation. Inside “A” Company, Lishinsky meets the boys who will become his education. Slouch is a Brooklyn-bred survivor with a cigarette in his mouth, a wound behind every joke, and a talent for turning trouble into currency. Bebop is a Cuban refugee carrying the murder of his father and the dream of taking his country back. Wheeler is an eleven-year-old officer with a sword too large for his body and a hunger for command. Sally Barnes is the commandant’s daughter, back from wherever she ran, driving straight through the gates with all the fury of someone returning to a home that has already become a ghost. And then there is Commander Patterson, a decorated Navy veteran, drunk, wounded, funny, dangerous, and still trying, in his broken way, to protect boys the world has already thrown away. The academy is collapsing. The boys know it. The adults know more than they are saying. Castro is on the news. Cuban exiles are moving in the shadows. The old munitions bunkers are not empty. And when Slouch pockets a key marked Bunker 3, military school stops being a game and starts becoming the first draft of a war story. RECALL is about loyalty, damage, sacrifice, performance, class, country, boyhood, and the machinery that turns fear into patriotism. It is about the lie adults tell boys when they call obedience honor, and the moment those boys discover the rifles are real. Starring Alan Rosenberg, Carson Bolde, Stone Garcia, Wesley Kimmel, Dan Lauria, Kensington Tallman, Roxton Garcia, Bruce Davison, Luca Diaz, Amari O’Neil, Amir O’Neil, David Errigo Jr., Zeke Alton, Gian Franco Rodriguez, Miki Yamashita, Nemil Mudvari, Sofia D’Marco, and Ashley Ciarra. A portion of proceeds from RECALL will benefit the National Veterans Foundation and the Lifeline for Vets. To support NVF or speak with a Veteran who understands, visit https://nvf.org or call 888-777-4443. Produced by Table Read Podcast and Manifest Media Productions, LLC. Executive Produced by Jack Levy, Shaan Sharma, and Mark Knell.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

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One, two, three. Table read recall. Shit, that was a first read. Not bad. That's pretty good. Parade field dawn. The deserted parade field empty bleachers are cannon nearby. Our training policy here at the academy is based on a simple theory, and that is improvement and progress are in direct proportionate.

to the effort expended by the student and the teacher. Super February 1961. Exterior Miami Military Academy, Archway. A logo. An eagle straddles an oblong world which encloses a symbol of a palm tree and an open book. Underneath is the motto, Poti, Puri, Hostri di Viri. Boys today, men tomorrow. Hammer pulls back to reveal it is the emblem in the key sense. of the Archway. Miami Military Academy established in 1923. Each boy associates with the other boys

in an atmosphere of courage and optimism. He learns the virtues of fair play. Interior Major Damron's office early morning. Major Damron is addressing a new boy, Stephen Lyshinsky, a bright-eyed 16-year-old. Behind him sit his parents. I might add here that as a boy, some of my heart as times we're trying to answer a question while the girls were always teahy and in my answers. We don't have that problem here. Mr. Lashinsky stifles a yawn, earning a glare from his wife. Looking through a window, he sees a battered jeep approach the archway. Cut to exterior parade field morning. A rooster crows atop a quonset hut. Arthur Lindquist, an odd-looking boy of indeterminate age, peers through a cyclone fence at the deserted parade field.

Inside the hut we see Arthur's mother passed out in squalor on a ratty couch. He watches as the battered jeep pulls through the archway entrance and stops in front of the administration building. Commander Claire Patterson, U.S. Navy retired, 60, sits behind the wheel of the Jeep. The two boys in the rear seat are in full dress uniform. They appear to have been through a minor war and have gotten the worst of it. They are Anthony Slouch Sanfordino, Brooklyn, Handsome, and Armando Bebop Seropinada, 18, Cuban patrician, Lean, Angular, named for his distinctive stride.

Come on, Commander. Why can't you just let us out here? Yeah, Commander, give us a break, sir. Patterson ignores them. An 11-year-old, Lieutenant Harold Wheeler of middle-aged temperament runs toward the Jeep. He is in full-dress uniform with a sword too large that bangs at his heels. Commander, you got him. Where'd you find him? Spick City, right? Watch your mouth, tourist. We were on the road, Punk. What are you? The permanent OD around here? Yeah, and your asses are grass. Where's Colonel Barnes, Lieutenant?

Oh, hell, Commander, please give us a break, sir. We can't afford this. Morning prayer started. But leave it to me, sir. I'll make sure they get to the Colonel. You man enough to handle these characters, Lieutenant? Wheeler salutes and springs into action. All right, you two, mother-huff! out of that jeep and fall in. I said fall in. On the double.

On the double. The two boys shake their heads, but follow the orders. Right face. Forward march. Left, right, left, right. Call him, right turn. Detailed halt. Right face.

The two cadets are now standing with their backs toward the huge howitzer cannon overlooking the parade field and bay. Wheeler walks behind the boys and takes a set of handcuffs from his pouch. He swiftly snaps the cuffs around slouch's right wrist through the recall of the cannon and onto B-B-B-Bop's left wrist. The boys are now firmly handcuffed to the Howard, sir. Willer, what the fuck is wrong with you? You could go to prayer now, Commander.

Patterson's smiles, drives off down the company street. Why do you encourage him, sir? Commander! Exterior administration office day. Major Damron comes out of the building accompanied by Stephen Lyshinsky and his parents. Well, son, keep your nose. is clean, trying to solve everything with your fists.

Our plane doesn't leave until Friday. It's customary at the academy to impose a restriction on leave and visitation for new cadets for a two-week period. She throws her arms around her embarrassed son. Dewee is the emotional strain on the changeover from home to school. Let him be, Marion. He'll be home soon enough. Wheeler, damn it! Just because you got ranked don't mean you ain't piss it. Damron turns and sees Lieutenant Wheeler walking away from the cannon. Excuse me for a moment.

Minor rebellion. Turns and walks to a cannon with controlled anger. Looking for an E5 pottymouth, hmm? Lieutenant Wheeler, report. A couple of AWOL, sir. Nothing that won't keep. Sir, we were just hanging out. Talk later, gentlemen.

Motioning to Lyshinsky to join them. This is Stephen Lyshinsky, a new cadet. He's going to bivouac with Alpha Company. I want you to take him over there now to Captain Jenkins on the double. Yes, sir. Follow me. They're rambunctious but healthy. Boys are boys.

I'm sure Stephen will fit right in. I'll see you two call. But not so sure parents follow Damron to the parking lot. Wheeler takes Leshinsky in tow. They pass slouch and bebop shackled to the cannon. Listen, you punk mutant pissants! You let us out of here right now, or I swear I'm going to kill you. I doubt it.

We mean it. Now! Boo, I'm shaking. I'll do with you two twots later. I gotta go dump the blonde number at prayer. We learn Lysinski continue across the parade field toward the gymnasium. Why are those guys handcuffed to that gun? Where are you from, boy? Potsville, Pennsylvania.

Maybe you call it a gun in Potsville? But here, it's a howitzer, my man. A five-inch long, range-filled artillery. When they set it off at morning formation, those two butt cracks ain't likely to feel like going AWOL for a while. What do they do? You'll know soon enough. They're in your company. A company.

A. For assholes. Exterior parade field day. Slouch and bebop struggle with the handcuffs. Now we got the bull ring this weekend. Nobody asked for your help. Hey, stupid, though, those people are serious. You shoot your mouth off and they believe you.

How are you going to get a bazooka out of here? I'll get it. You'll get us killed. This ain't no war games, man. This is for real. You shoot your mouth off. You get us killed. Okay, keep watching.

You know, maybe you'll learn something. Bebop shakes his head in disbelief. All right, take it easy. And I always got your back? Interior gymnasium entrance day. The door cracks open, spilling a shaft of morning sunlight across the shorn, furry, bowed heads of the boys of Miami Military Academy. About 200 boys and all.

They're being led in the cadet prayer by Colonel Maraca, Cadet Battle Group Commander. He's an overweight Cuban senior with a deep baritone voice. O God our Father, though searcher of man's hearts. Help us to draw near to thee in sincerity and truth. May our religion be filled with gladness

and may our worship of thee be natural. Wheeler nudges Lyshinsky to bow his head and they stand at the entrance listening to the prayer. The two boys have moved in next to Edwin Bova, 16, slight and cynical. Won't ask, won't tell, don't care. You are? Stephen Lachinsky.

That's a marvelous head of hair. The prayer continues in her rumble. We catch a word here and there as we pan the faces of the boys, featuring A company. Encourage us to live above the common level of life. Make us to choose the harder right instead of the easier wrong. Help us in our work and in our play to keep physically strong, mentally awake, and morally straight, that we may better maintain the honor of the course,

untarnished, and unsublished. All this we ask in the name of the great friend and master of men. Welcome to Oz, Dorothy. Amen. In the silence of the hall, a slight man walks toward the podium and looks out over the sea of boys' faces. He is Colonel Darrell Barnes-64, the commandant of the school, and he is not well. as he reaches the rostrum. Group. Simultaneously, they all respond, featuring A company. Company, platoon, squat.

Out there and hut. The crash of bootheels echoes through the gym as Colonel Barnes grips the podium. Geddies, a latrine is not a battleground for gang warfare. We're not animals here. Now, I have no idea what happened in McKibbon. Barrack's latrine last night, but I do know that Private Hartsford Andrews is in the Dade County

Hospital with a fractured skull this morning. You didn't have to be there with his mother. She asked me, what kind of school are you running, Colonel, school for a bunch of animals? And I couldn't answer that. Barnes seems to direct his speech toward A company. Cut to exterior parade field, day. Slouch and Bebop have been joined in the cannon by the bugler, Hargraves, 16, and two flag raisers. Major Dameron steps in.

Now, what's going on? We can't set out the cannon, sir. Slouch and Bebop raised their chained arms. It's all Lieutenant Wheeler, sir. Hargraze, get Wheeler. On the double. Cut to Interior Gymnasium Day. I hold you all responsible.

Violence of this heinous nature will not be tolerated. Gentlemen's disagreements are settled in the boxing ring or on some other field of honor. We do not sully that honor in such a despicable, distasteful, disgusting way in a latrine, slipping and sliding in our own filth, cracking heads on cement floors. I tell myself we are not animals here. Oh, are we? Interior gymnasium later. The cadets are standing at full attention as Maraca gives the orders.

Group. Ready to form up on Company Street for more information. An A company, I want the Barnyard comedians. Dismissed. A company begins to file a. out through the wide doors. I got a new man for A company. Master Sergeant Sallow, 17, from Yonkers, is yelling at Bova.

Bova! You walk up to the colonel and you say, sir, I don't want the entire company to be punished because I'm moored. You tell him, sir, I'm the moor. Wheeler hands the clipboard to Sallow for him to sign. I got a new... He is interrupted by Saul. Shut up, midget! Sir! So you go to him and say, I'm the moor! What are you talking about? I ain't the moor?

Then who is the moor? I don't know, Othello. How the fuck should I know? Maybe it's a new kid. Sergeant, I ain't called all day. Yeah, over's the moor. We heard. Why'd you move, motherfucker? It was bad. No, it wasn't. I just did the sheet part. Argraves the bugler enters the gym. The keys, Wheeler? Damer wants the keys to the handcuff.

Both of yous. Just go tell him now, or I'll put a baseball bat up your asses and check your earl. That's an order! Bear smacks Bova, who mumbles to himself as they head out the door. Solo takes the clipboard from Wheeler and signs it. Second platoon, third squad. Seekow take him. Solo motions Lashinsky toward David, Seekow Hamley. Fall in.

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My daughter, she's pretending she doesn't know, but is trying to cook and feed me and keep me alive because I wasn't eating anything, and me pretending like everything was fine. He kind of shoved me out of the way and said, move, and he went out the front door, and he jumped in a car and drove off, and that was the last time I saw him.

Listen to season 14 of Family Secrets on the IHeart Radio app, Apple Podcasts, or wherever you get your podcasts. Exterior Company Street Day. A company marches down the company street toward formation. With fatherly concerns, Secao is marching beside Lyshinsky,

helping him into step. That's it. Left, right, left, right. Where are you from? Uh, Pennsylvania. Potson. Potsville. Potsville. P.A. Oh, well. You'll like it here, I hope.

It's not like Potsville. Lyshinsky is still trying very hard to fall into the cadence of the step. He unwittingly treads on the heels of the boy in front of him. Just keep off my heels, Piss, Pot. Jesus, well, you get a lot of those, too? We are not privy to the conversation that is going on between Bova, Bear, and Cadet Colonel Maraca as they walk along the Parade Square parallel to the Company Street. Bear is still, but Bova is gesturing energetically back and forth between Maraca and A company.

What's that dipshit saying anyways? I better not be looking at an E5 this weekend, or Bova's going to be looking at my fist. I doubt it. He points toward the cannon. Oh, look, slouch and bebop were back. Okay, I give up. Exterior parade field day. He's the wrong case.

Um, I got him down on Flagger Street, sir. They only cost me two bucks. I guess they jibed me. Who told you to do this, Lieutenant? Commander Patterson, sir. They're AWOLs. He found him down in Little Havana, hoaring around again. That's a lie, punk.

We just missed the last bus, sir. That's all? Commander Patterson, eh? I'll get the hex fell from the supply, sir. Exterior Company Street, Day. The entire school is forming up for morning inspection. Out of the front of A Company barracks comes a mountainous white Bahamian boy,

Dudley Jenkins, Bahama Mama, 17. He is most often absent, sleeping or eating, cadet captain in charge of A company. Most everything is delegated to Master Sergeant Sallow. First Lieutenant Schnupp and second Lieutenant's Fisher and Quirt are also mainly window dressing. Bahama Mama yawns expansively, then lumbers past the assembled group to the front of the ranks. Seekal is demonstrating proper attire to Lyshinsky, using Roger Coons as an example. Now, these here are your brass pieces on your lapels. We've got to shine like mirrors for morning expression or it's an A6.

I use brasso, squeaky clean. I have some you can use. Just remember, they have to be shined every day. Shoes too, spit-shined. We usually have time for that after recall. I'll show you that tonight. Squeaky clean or it's an A-6. Get on.

As Bahama Mama reaches the front of the ranks. Good morning, gentlemen. Good morning, son. Bahama Mama walks over to Sergeant Sala standing between the two platoons. What's an A-6? Improper uniform. He pulls out a small blue book from his back pocket and hands it to Lyshinsky. Learn it by heart.

It's the Bible. Use mine to your outfit it. Sala reports to Bahama Mama. Got a new man, sir. Names Lishinsky. I put him in Seekal's squad. Bahama Mama turns and looks at Lishinsky. Slotrin Bop her back, sir.

They get caught? Follow points off toward the cannon. Obviously, exterior parade field day. Colonel Barnes and Commander Patterson are walking toward the formation from the gymnasium. Well, well, then this time? Flagler Street. They were on the road, probably the uncle again.

Your old pal with the Pedro Pans, Raoul. Christ's sake, Darrow, I told you not to get involved with these damn orphans. Bebop's more trouble than these. worth. That's Army subsidy, Pat. Our landlords, by the way, as you keep seeming to forget, their arms, their land, their ordinance, whole shebang. Besides, he's a good kid. I'm not saying he ain't, but the Army don't own these kids. Cubans, yeah, maybe. Not our boys. Can't you make a call or something? Not your concern, Pat.

It's a need to no basis. Wish you'd be straight with me for once, Darrell. Clean up. You looked like hell. Patterson just shakes his head. Cut to exterior Company Street Day. The entire school is formed up for Morning Report. The cadet battle group commander Maraca takes charge of the formation.

Group! The companies, platoons, and squads answer. Report. H&S companies, all present in accounted for, sir! There is silence. A company report. 42 present, two indisposed, sir. Indisposed. Explain.

Uh, de. Exterior parade field today. Slouch pulls himself up as close to attention as he can. All present and accounted for it, sir. A rousing cheer goes up from A company. Woo! The remaining companies report in descending order of age. B company, all president, and accounted for it, sir.

C company, all present. and accounted for sir D company all present and accounted for sir the last company to report is e company the voice is high pitched coming from a 10 year old e company all present and counter for sir exterior parade field day I'll have him a part in a minute sir the two canineers loaded charge into the breach of the cannon the hacksaw breaks through the handcuffs the cannon is fired the company's platoons and squad respond send arms. The boy's salute as the flag is raised, and bugler Hargraves plays call to colors. The handcuffs dangle from Slouch's salute. Cut to Interior A Company Barracks Day. Trencher is chastising Bear. You didn't have to crack his head on the floor like that. Nobody asked. You were all yelling for me. Can you give me that line again? You didn't have to. Interior A. Company Barracks Day. Trencher is chastising bear. You didn't have to crack his head on the floor like that. Nobody asked you to.

You were all yelling at me for me to do it. You said he was the razor fiend, Trencher. So what was he doing in there at three o'clock in the morning? B-Bop is gathering his books from his locker between the bunk beds. Probably taking a leak. What were you doing in there? We all know what Trencher was doing in there. Seekow is still hovering over Lyshinsky.

Watch the soap when you wash. Somebody's putting razor blades in it. Lishinsky nods to the information. Bahama Mama has finished his morning breakfast tray and signals to Quirt, who obviously operates as his valet to remove it. Sergeant Saul O'Hanslishtky a note. Class assignments, any questions? Ask the ranking officer in class. Seekal, get him a bunk.

Bova burst through the door and a rage. Bear follows. An E5? A fucking E5? And I gotta apologize? But nothing, I didn't even move. What about us? A blanket B-11 for the company.

Lyshinsky is thumbing through the blue book I think bad It's only five Shit With the ten I got already It puts me in the bullring for the weekend Lishinsky looks at slouch lying in the bottom bunk

Starts to enroll the top mistress It's okay Slouch could give a rat's ass A bell rings in the distance Slouch take Lishinsky over to the PX and get him outfitted Slouch glares up at Lishinsky Let's go

Stop Dodlin Cut to Interior Perez's PX. Captain Jose Perez, a squat cubit in his late 50s, is measuring Lyshinsky's waistline. The PX is a gathering place for the boys in their off-time. Pinball machines, soda counter, drugstore, etc. Perez offers therapy and drugstore philosophy. Now he measures Lyshinsky as his assistant writes on a pad. Vente-Ocho. Slouch and Lyshinski watched the ceiling mounted TV. Walter Cronkite does the news. Today, two years after Fidel Castro's troops marched into the Makata Army barracks effectively seizing control of the island nation, the United States

severed all diplomatic relations with Cuba. At the UN, Soviet premier Nikita Khrushchev lucidly spoke of news that aggressive American monopolists are preparing a direct attack. Footage follows. Castro entering Havana. Crucev harringinging the UN, etc. Going on the invasion, Jose? Cabeza, 7 and 7.8. I'll get him the hat. I know where they are. Slouch walks down the rows of coats and shirts to the back of the room.

He looks back to see Perez distracted by the TV. He goes to the bottom right drawer. He takes a key that reads Bunker 3 of a circular tab attached and pockets it. Lushinsky sees this. Slouch takes a hat off his shelf and walks back to the front of the PX. Cut to exterior fence. Lindquist, the odd boy, still in his pajamas, climbs the fence and creeps toward the classroom window.

He peers through the window at Captain Miller's chemistry class. Interior chemistry class day. If we were to peer through the mists of time with our mind's eye, we would see primitive man struggling against the forces of nature. As Miller yammers on, Bebop and Slouch lab partners, busily work over fuming test tubes. Lyshinsky tries to move the Bunsen burner from under the foaming retort tube. Hey, keep your mitts off. Lishinsky pulls back.

Your flames are too high. So, what's the key for? Say back off, asshole. Miller walks among the experiment tables watching each of the boys work. To construct some meaningful system about him that would explain the universe in a rat. actual way. Slouch smiles out the window at Lindquist. He drinks from a test tube and does a Dr. Jekyll to amuse the boy. That gave birth to the first mythology and then to formalize scientific study. Miller's timer sounds an alarm. Secure your experiments and return to your

desk for a quick quiz. A new boy, what's your name? Lashinsky, sir. You won't be graded on this, but at least we can find out where you are. The boys are seated and begin writing. Lashinsky writes answer after answer while Slouch is struggling. The retort tube bubbles. Slouch starts to cheat off Lishinsky who lets him. Slouch smiles Alishinsky for the first time. The retort tube explode. Then Quist runs from the window in terror across the parade field.

Captain Miller has a fire extinguisher at hand putting out the flames. It flames too high. Interior mess hall day. The school is assembled for lunch. Boys move along the line through the stainless steel steam trays and sit at tables slouch and bebop huddle conspiratorially

Lachensi comes into the mess hall after everybody else has been served he picks up a tray and goes to the steam tables both and bear are in the midst of argument It's not that you didn't have anything to say It's just that, well, you always do it Do what? It's just that sometimes you

Frighton people Ah, no. Shouldn't have grabbed your shirt? Well, yes. That's not a debate, Smith. Lashinsky comes over the table and sits down near a slouch and bebop. Hey, Lyshinsky, how you like being a soldier so far? Okay, I guess.

What are these? Rock Gammoner's Cornwalls. You see, but, but you wouldn't listen. You just kept shaking your head. I mean, Bova, sometimes you make a person really want to clock you. It was my turn to speak. That's the way it works to the debate, understand? A debate.

My turn, then your turn. No, no, no, no. You didn't even give me a chance. You wouldn't shut up. I mean, with that, my learned colleague. Yeah, I have the floor, for God's sake. You have to wait your turn to debate. According to Robert's Rules of Order, you're supposed to wait your turn.

Not use your hands, you turn my shirt, bear. You rip my shirt, okay, okay, okay. Sorry. I'll fix it. It's too big. Hey, tell Boggs him, sorry. It's too late. You're off the debating team.

He says you have nothing to contribute. Oh. So fuck y'all. I'll, I'll... I'll... Try sailing. Yeah, yeah. Yeah, at least then I can sail out of this jail once in a while.

Wheeler appears from nowhere and stands next to Slouch. Three volunteers to police the parade field. You, you, and you. Come on, Lieutenant. We started eating. Take your time. You got too much. minutes, or do you want a D5?

Exterior parade field today. Slouch places his barely eaten mess plate at the foot of a mango tree. Lindquist scurries down from his perch in the tree and scars up the remains. Slouch joins Bebop and Lyshinsky, who are policing the parade field in the heat of the midday sun. Lieutenant Wheeler oversees the operation. Seen Fuegos. It's on the south coast.

Yeah, before Castro, he used to be spick royalty before they popped his old man. Really? Oh yeah, he hit a chauffeur and everything. Slouch, you walked right by that piece of paper. Oh, I'm sorry, Lieutenant. Wheeler stabs a loose piece of paper with his sword and exhibits it for the others. So what are you doing here? A friend of my father got me to Miami, Salado Cubano.

He says, be a soldier. Honor your family. Defend your name. Someday soon, we'll take back our country. I wanted to come here. What? You volunteered? I like the brochure.

No way. Everybody's trying to get out of this place. I mean, I've been trying to get out for eight years. You volunteered. This place sure doesn't look like the brochure. It sucks. He volunteered, you know that? How long do you think it'll take me to get some rank? It takes at least a year, but you got a special problem. Yeah, I mean, there ain't going to be no next year. See that? He points to the high-rise construction going on near the north border of the school. This time next year, ain't going to be a school.

It's gonna be a retirement village. I just got here. This place is an old army ammo dump. Old, man. Obsolete. They only leased it to Barnes. Yeah, and they're gonna take their shit back soon. I mean, Barnes, he knows.

They need a chance to save him this place. How do you guys know so damn much? Obvious. Even to a tourista, no? They let me sign up here knowing that? Yeah, I mean, he still needs all the sucker cash he can get. And you're a first-class one. Volunteered.

Leschisky turns and punches Slouch squarely in the mouth. Slouch is quick to retaliate with a flurry of punches of his own. Bebop merely stands and watches the action. Wheeler sees the fight and drops his sword. Hey, they break it up! He rushes into the fray. Let them have it out, Lieutenant. I said break it up.

Wheeler jumps in anyway. He catches a stray fist from Slouch on his nose. Slouch stops fighting and comes to Wheeler. Damn it, Wheeler, I'm sorry. Who hit my nose? I did, Lieutenant. I'm sorry. That's indeed, too.

Don't you walk away from me? Honking off camera. Another angle exterior gateway, we see Sally Barnes, a pert 17, the colonel's prodigal daughter, seated in a dilapidated Volkswagen bus, blaring the horn. Her path is blocked by the gate barrier. The young cadet in charge of gatekeeping is walking away.

Open the damn gate. Do you know who my father is? Sorry, ma'am. I gotta go check with the office. Sally throws it in first gear and slams the vaults through the flimsy barrier. She drives across the parade field, nearly running down Lyshnski, and comes to a stop in front of the Colonel's house. The boys cannot take their eyes off this whirlwind as she gets out of the Jeep and storms onto the porch. The deserters there! As she kicks the screen door open and goes inside. Residents in downtown Montreal.

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My daughter, she's pretending she doesn't know, but is trying to cook and feed me and keep me alive because I wasn't eating anything. And me pretending like everything was fine. He kind of shoved me out of the way and said, move. And he went out the front door and he jumped in a car and drove off. And that was the last time I saw him. Listen to season 14 of Family Secrets on the IHeart Radio app, Apple Podcasts, or wherever you get your podcasts. Interior Barnes House, Barnes is seated in his living room chair frantically trying to remove. move and hide his oxygen mask, attached to a large metal bottle. Noriko enters from the kitchen.

She takes one look at Sally, starts to speak, then darts out the door. You two guys still banging your nurse? That mouth on you like your mother. So where can I put my stuff? Where do you think? Nods to a bedroom door. Sally goes to the door, looks in on the empty room she left long ago. A teddy bear on the striped cot.

And on the desk, an old picture of her mom, dad, and Patterson raising their beers in a toast. Dissolved to Interior English Class Day, the boys are seated in Captain Sheldon Curry's English class. Slouch and Solow standing at the head of the class are reading aloud from Shakespeare, but it sounds like really bad Long Island dinner theater. I'll not fight with thee. Then yield thee coward and live to be the show and gays of the time. The class cheers, Slouch. I will not yield to kiss the ground before young Malcolm's feet,

though Burnham would be come to Dunstanane. Slouch mugs for the class. Before my body, I throw my warlike shield, Leia McDuff, and Dan be him that first cries hold enough. With a quick thrust, Slouch grabs solo by the throat, and they wrestle each other to the floor. As you were, God damn it. Exempt fighting.

All the rooms! There is a rousing cheer from Slouch's victory. Our boys, boys. That's a D2 slouch. The room's retreat. Flores! Captain Curry hopelessly tries to pull the boys apart. Hey, now, be seated.

Saul will finally slam slouch into his seat. We will read the remainder from our seats. But, sir, it says I got to re-entered with his head. Last round. Shakespeare is fun. Interior A Company Barracks Day. It's the beginning of the recreation period. The boys are standing in front of their lockers and each is changing into gym trunks and exercise tugs.

Slouch is sitting on his bunk and watching Seekow instructs Lyshinsky. You fold up your socks, then flipped them like this. You stole them with the slit up like this. Your underwear has to be folded three ways, like this. Hey, Seacow, come here a minute. Seacow waddles over to the locker. I want you to inspect my locker. You nuts?

Slouch opens his locker room. with a finger. A small picture of Botticelli's birth of Venus is taped to his door. He pulls a box of Butterfinger's candy bars from the folded socks. I'll let you confiscate them if you'll forget, say, uh, 10 demerits? Um, maybe I just better confiscate them anyway. Sergeant Salo! Sala turns toward the sound of the yell. Okay, okay.

He flips through the pages of his clipboard. Sanfondino, here we are. Seekow-Han slouch de Merritt slip. Slouch wads up the slip and pops it in his mouth and choose it. Seek how pockets the chocolate bars. Hey, uh, you got an activity? No. Better stick with us.

Want to try sailing? Sure. Exterior lagoon day. It is more like a large pond. The boys are dressed in their short pants and sneakers in the red and white of the school. There are two boys to each of the small sailing dinghies, and they circle the inside of the lagoon. On one side of a narrow canal leading out into,

Biscayne Bay are three ancient munitions bunkers. Lyshinsky and B-Bobop occupy one of the boats. Patterson and Bear occupy the lead boat. Hargraves, come about. Both are tightened up on that line there. Patterson is standing up in the bow of what is apparently the lead boat. The sail is a brilliant red with the eagle of the school emblem and blazoned in gold on the face of it. Hooper, spill some wind out of that sail. Pay attention, man. Exterior munitions bunker day. Slouch is hovering around the door of the far munitions bunker and fiddling with the lock. He inserts a key into the rusted lock and prized it open. He enters. Interior munitions bunker day. There are rows of wooden olive drab crates containing M1 rifles, grenades, 30-caliber ammunition, and crates marked explosives.

Slouch flicks his zippo lighter illuminating a case marked danger, high explosives. Slouch prized open a wooden case and takes out. out a bazooka. Exterior Lagoon Day. Now we'll take them out single file and form the triangular pattern we practice. When the last man, that's you, Combs, boat number 10. Eisenoff, turn that radio off and listen for my command. When the last sailing craft passes through the channel,

you wait for my command to assume the triangular formation. Exterior boat dock day. Slouch is running along the boat dock with the bazoo. broken down and wrapped with a life jacket. He makes a running leap off the dock into the boat with bebop at the helm. San Fardino, what the hell are you doing? A life jacket for the new man, sir. Wyshinsky is looking wide-eyed at the bazooka in the bilge.

What are three men doing in a two-man sailing craft? We'll be fine, sir. Get that man up to the bow. Wischinski is puzzled as to what to do. He sits. In the bow, the bow! The bow! Count of out, sir! Patterson wheels to bear to see what he has said.

What? As Patterson turns, the boom of the boat comes about and smacks him in the nose. Duck, sir! Oh! Patterson wipes the blood from his nose with his handkerchief. Can we be of any assistance, sir? Patterson is not hearing. He is holding his nose and glaring at Bear.

I'm sorry, sir. I was just coming about. Didn't you hear me say coming about, sir? Watch the lead boat. listen for my command. All right, move out. Lashinsky is still staring down at the bazooko lying in the boat. Jesus.

Hargraves in Bova's boat plays the sloop John B on a banjo as the tiny crafts thread their way through the channel and out into Biscayne Bay. Exterior sailboat Biscayne Bay, day, music over. If you guys got plans, you can just drop me off on the dock. Too late. You're in or you're doing. dead. What are you, chicken shit?

No. Get up in the bow. Lyshinsky hesitates a moment. The front. And keep your eyes open. Lysinski moves to the bow. I, uh, heads up. Ready attack to Starboard. Hargraves plays. The dinghy

comes about and Slouch and Bebop shift to the opposite side. Shift to Starboard. Come on, man. Uh, maybe I should, like, write some of this down. Don't worry. The captain's a care of us. Right, Captain? Slouch ignores him. He knows all about the sea.

Him and the commander. Old windbags. Don't knock the old man. He done his part. You never had a torpedo up your ass. Torpedo? Yeah, Samuel B. Roberts, motherfucker. Uh, Lacey, Gulf, then Navy Special Forces or Seabees or something,

I can never get it straight. Purple Hearts, a lot of salad, big hero. Don't paying attention to his yelling, just breaking a wind. Hell, I was Wheeler's age when I got here, and he was the only one who didn't give a shit. I didn't have no old lady cry over my ass when I was dumped here. Slouch is motherless. A bird shit him out over Fort Lauderdale.

Yeah, at least me modd way hucking in Havana. And she don't want me to get started on your aunt, do you? What are you? My historian? You like my aunt. But she's not too crazy about bedwaters. Right, Slouch? With those perfect tits. Fat lip.

Two seconds. Slouch lifts the end of the bazook and points it in Bebop's face. Click. Then at Lyshinsky, click. Exterior Biscayne Bay, day, another angle. A small motor launch lies more to an end of an end. anchor buoy in a quiet part of the bay. Exterior sailboat Biscayne Bay Day. There.

The sailboat heads for the launch and comes about to lie dead in the wind. Ola! A beautiful Cuban girl has been sunning herself in the bottom of the boat. She raises her head and peeks out from under her sunglasses. She is Anita Torres. Ola. Louer, bigger. You're calling you there out there.

Ola. Bigger. Ola. Lada there. Anita? What do men do you do you do you do? The Tio Raul me mando to see you. Where is T'Orood?

He's occupied. Why not you can't talk about? T'Oruil. Well, he not going to come. He said that you had something for me? Slouch takes the bazooka from the bottom of the sailboat and hands it over to Anita. And you tell him I'm as good as my word. Taurul, there's a lot more where this came from.

We can pull our own weight. Anita nods to Slouch and starts the engine of the launch. She winks coily and Lishinsky. She revs the engine and peels away. Hey, you tell your uncle the count of sin. You tell him we got the Juvos. Cut to Interior A Company barracks night. Slouch and Lishinsky are sitting on the bottom bunk,

spit shining their shoes. It is study hall time. Some of the boys are sitting at their fold-out desks doing their homework. How's this? Come on, you got a long way to go. Hey, they ought to look like this. He shows Lashinsky his boot. Like Mears. Here, watch.

Slouch lights a match to his wax can to heat the polish. Another angle. Bear is reading a paperback. Nuclear Winter War brides, allowed to trench her and others. Sergeant Sala was patrolling the length of the barracks, slapping a fly swatter at snoozing cadet. Slowly, he reached out and grabbed the back of her dress. She moaned. He moaned.

The cataclysmic surges of Earth. and time stood still. Solo smacks him on top of the head with a fly swam. Ow! No stroke books! This is time to study, Bear! Try and find something that won't dissipate you so much! Another angle.

Seekow Hamley is opening a Valentine present. The card reads, Thinking of you with love from mommy and dad. Seekow shakes his package. Sounds like a Whitland hamper. Trencher grabs the package from Seekow and shakes it vigorously. Seekow grabs it back from him and rips open the covering.

Writing paper. Tough luck. Another angle. Roger Coombs is leading forward with his head buried inside his locker. He is holding a crumpled letter in his left hand, transistor radio in his right. The radio is silent,

but an earplug in Coombs' ear. He is crying. We can hear the sounds of the song, Rain Drops, coming from his radio earplug. He is staring at a crumpled picture of a girl lying on the bottom of his locker. Bitch. Another angle

Hey, where's Bobba with the hooch? I thought we were going to have a Valentine's party. He'll be here. Lieutenant Wheeler comes through the front door followed by his ever-present sword. Barracks, ten-hunt! As you were. Happy Valentine's Day, gentlemen.

Lashinsky, Crow wants you. Come with me. Leshinsky gets up from his shoes shining and moves to follow Wheeler out. Save us a luck. End of act one. Yeah. Good.

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