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DOCTOR: Now, Peggy, don't expect to be 100% right away. It's likely your muscles have atrophied.
RAMSEY: I'm your physical therapist, and I am going to have you -- (consults chart) -- walking again in no time.
COTTON: Tojo had me cooped up in a bamboo rat cage. There was nothing to eat except rats. So that's what I ate. After two weeks I was down to my last rat. I let him live so I could eat his droppings. Called it "Jungle Rice." Tasted fine. About September, I was finally thin enough to slip between the bamboo bars. I strangled the guard with a rope made of grated rat-tails, and ran to safety. COTTON: What are you on your knees for, woman? Prayin' ain't gonna help! If God loved you, he'd have opened your sissy-chute! PEGGY: Teach me to walk.
COTTON: Look at you, all high and mighty, sittin' in that wheelchair like some Franklin D. Eleanor Roosevelt! COTTON: Tojo had a machine gun nest high up on a hill, and my whole unit pinned down. So I snuck myself behind enemy lines in a fi'ty-five gallon drum of sake. Held my breath until they was good and drunk, and then I jumped out, spittin' out the whole end of my supply. Yep, I hibachi'd the whole squad. COTTON: Guam, 1944. I crawled through a minefield to retrieve General MacArthur's corn-cob pipe. DIDI: Colonel, I think the baby's crying.
COTTON: Meet the greatest collection of soldiers this country has ever known: Stinky, Fatty, Stinky, Brooklyn, Stinky, Brooklyn, Fatty, Fatty, and Doc. Oh, and Irwin Linker. PEGGY: Hank, he is not torturing me. He is inspiring me. And with his help, Peggy Hill is doing things I could never have done on her own. PEGGY: Oh, God, it was all lies! Why did I ever believe him? Why did I ever believe I could walk?
PEGGY: He may rot in hell, but he will not rot in the Texas State Cemetary. DALE: Colonel, from your dress and demeanor, can I assume you are about to take your own life in a cheap motel room with your service revolver? PEGGY: What was I thinking? Munich? Rat-tails? He is no hero. He was just torturing me. He is a complete fraud.
DIDI: It's a lovely grave, Cotton. You deserve it. COTTON: You get to the top of that hill, and I'll let you dance on my grave!
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