:06:00
Our regimental commander
is Major Griffiin.
:06:04
Griffiin was a mortician
in civilian life.
:06:07
His main passion now
seems to be generating business...
:06:10
for his army counterparts.
:06:12
It's thanks to Griffiin
and his military mortuary skills...
:06:15
that I've made my recent
headlong leap to three stripes.
:06:18
We lost half our squad, attempting one
of his map-inspired, ill-conceived...
:06:22
recon patrols.
:06:24
When I say 'lost,"
I mean 'killed."
:06:27
Nobody in the army ever admits
that someone on our side is killed.
:06:30
They're either lost,
like Christopher Robin...
:06:36
hit, as in a batter
hit by a pitched ball...
:06:40
or they get 'it"
like in hide-and-go-seek.
:06:45
Or maybe they get it
as with an ambiguous joke.
:06:50
Not one of the six killed
had an army intelligence score...
:06:54
of less than 150.
:06:55
We gained a few miles
of European real estate...
:06:57
and lost the beginnings to untold
generations of very bright people.
:07:02
I think the army
considered this a good deal.
:07:11
So now we've been moved north
into the Ardennes Forest...
:07:13
to await replacements.
:07:15
It's become a kind
of frontline halfway house...
:07:18
for straightening out
our nerves.
:07:22
I'm not sure
I can be straightened out.
:07:26
I'm scared all the time now.
:07:31
It's mid-December, 1944.
:07:43
My family name is Knott.
K-N-O-T-T.
:07:47
My parents named me William.
:07:49
By the third grade,
I was Will Knott.
:07:53
I've learned to live with it.
:07:55
What I wasn't prepared for
were the guys of the I & Rplatoon...
:07:57
who decided I was
to be known as 'Won't."