Lawrence. I just got back from the hospital. Godawful mess. They got no room. They got no shade, they got men lyin' everywhere! They're cuttin' off arms and legs right out there on front of everybody. They oughta not do that in public, Lawrence. Men oughta have some privacy at a time like that.

You see Kilrain?

[nods wordlessly]

Well, how is he?

[looks away]

Well...Lawrence... he died. [takes off kepi] Yeah... He died this morning, 'fore I got there. A couple o' the fellows, they, they was with 'im. [looks at his brother] He said to tell you goodbye... And that he was sorry.

Yeah.

[glances across the field for a moment]

I tell you, Lawrence... I sure was fond of that man.

[forces a smile]

Yeah.