:34:01
Your's and mine, for instance.
:34:03
l'd rather practice that kind of medicine.
:34:05
That's exactly what you're doing!
:34:07
Are you kidding?
:34:08
Look, whether you like it or not,
this sorry old bucket does a necessary job.
:34:13
And you're the guy
who keeps lumbering along.
:34:16
lt could be that right here on this bucket...
:34:18
...you're deeper and more truly
in this war than you'd ever--
:34:21
Doc, in a minute you'll start quoting
Ralph Waldo Emerson.
:34:24
That is a lousy thing to say.
:34:26
We've got nothing to do with the war.
:34:27
Maybe that's why we're on this ship,
because we're not good enough to fight.
:34:31
'Cause our glands don't secrete
enough adrenaline or...
:34:34
...our great-great-grandmothers
were afraid of the dark or something.
:34:37
What is it you want to be? A hero?
:34:39
Hero? You haven't heard a word l've said!
:34:42
Look, the war's way out there and l'm here.
:34:44
l don't want to be here.
l want to be out there.
:34:46
l'm sick and tired of being
a lousy spectator.
:34:49
l just happen to believe in this thing and
l want to feel l'm good enough to be in it.
:34:52
Good enough! Doug, you're good enough.
:34:56
lt's just that you haven't the opportunity.
:34:58
That's mostly what makes
physical heroism: opportunity.
:35:03
lt's a reflex.
:35:05
l think that 75 out of 100 young males
have that reflex.
:35:09
You take any one of them,
say even Frank Thurlowe Pulver here...
:35:14
...put him into a B-29 over in Japan
and do you know what you'd have?
:35:17
No, l don't, Doctor.
:35:18
Pulver, as a Congressional Medal
of Honor winner.
:35:22
Pulver, who single-handed shot down
23 attacking Zeros.
:35:26
Pulver, who with bare hands held together
the severed wing stretch of his plane...
:35:31
...and with bare feet successfully landed his
mortally wounded plane on his home field!
:35:38
lt's reflex.
:35:41
Like the knee jerk.
:35:43
Strike the patellar tendon in a human being
and you produce the knee jerk. Look.
:35:53
What's the matter, Doc?
:35:56
Nothing. But stay out of B-29s,
Frank, my boy.