SCENE 5
(DANNY and RAFE at flying practice. The men are on the ground having just landed. They are almost finished for the day. RAFE has been commanding)
DOLITTLE: All right, boys, good job today. Walker and McCawly, can I see you both in my office?
(COLONEL DOLITTLE'S OFFICE. DANNY and RAFE enter.)
DOLITTLE: Have a seat, boys.
(They sit.)
RAFE: (Hotly) No disrespect sir, but if this is about the fight between me and Danny, I don't think it should be any of your business.
DOLITTLE: It damn well is my business, son. It's affecting your flying.
DANNY: Sir?
DOLITTLE: I've never seen either of you fly that bad in months. Now, sooner or later we are going to be in this war. Last week, you two were both ready to fight. This week, you are not.
(DANNY and RAFE look down, disappointed)
DOLITTLE: And as much as it kills me to say this, I'm disappointed in both of you. Now, you better shape up. Resolve your differences or something. You're free to go.
(RAFE and DANNY stand and begin to walk out)
DOLITTLE: Oh, McCawly?
RAFE: Yes, sir?
DOLITTLE: I'm letting Anthony command tomorrow.
RAFE: (Grimly) Yes, sir.
(Outside DOLITTLE'S office. RAFE and DANNY are walking out. RAFE hits DANNY over his head.)
RAFE: What the hell did you have to go and get me kicked off command for?
DANNY: Oh! So I see that this is my fault?
RAFE: If you hadn't gotten it on with my sister in the first place, none of this would have happened!!!!
DANNY: Cummon, man! She's not a little girl anymore; she can make her own choices!
RAFE: I want her to end up with someone she can be happy with.
DANNY: So she can't be happy with me?
RAFE: She knows you too well, Danny!
DANNY: What are you talking about?
RAFE: When you came over to my house when we were kids, Grace played too. Grace always tagged along with us.
DANNY: What the - she was five! I don't remember bonding with a five year old!
RAFE: You were eight. Three years is too much, Danny. How old are you?
DANNY: Same age as you, Rafe, 22.
RAFE: She ain't even outta her teen years yet!
DANNY: You can't protect her forever!
RAFE: We'll see about that. (Punches DANNY.)
(DANNY and RAFE are now in a fight. Other PILOTS have surrounded and are watching as RAFE and DANNY try to pull each other apart.)
PILOTS: Go! Fight! Go Rafe! Get 'em Danny!
(DOLITTLE ENTERS) DOLITTLE: (Breaking up fight) Boys! Walk it off! Walk it off! Before I kick you both off the navy!
(They walk away in separate directions.)
(DANNY and RAFE at flying practice. The men are on the ground having just landed. They are almost finished for the day. RAFE has been commanding)
DOLITTLE: All right, boys, good job today. Walker and McCawly, can I see you both in my office?
(COLONEL DOLITTLE'S OFFICE. DANNY and RAFE enter.)
DOLITTLE: Have a seat, boys.
(They sit.)
RAFE: (Hotly) No disrespect sir, but if this is about the fight between me and Danny, I don't think it should be any of your business.
DOLITTLE: It damn well is my business, son. It's affecting your flying.
DANNY: Sir?
DOLITTLE: I've never seen either of you fly that bad in months. Now, sooner or later we are going to be in this war. Last week, you two were both ready to fight. This week, you are not.
(DANNY and RAFE look down, disappointed)
DOLITTLE: And as much as it kills me to say this, I'm disappointed in both of you. Now, you better shape up. Resolve your differences or something. You're free to go.
(RAFE and DANNY stand and begin to walk out)
DOLITTLE: Oh, McCawly?
RAFE: Yes, sir?
DOLITTLE: I'm letting Anthony command tomorrow.
RAFE: (Grimly) Yes, sir.
(Outside DOLITTLE'S office. RAFE and DANNY are walking out. RAFE hits DANNY over his head.)
RAFE: What the hell did you have to go and get me kicked off command for?
DANNY: Oh! So I see that this is my fault?
RAFE: If you hadn't gotten it on with my sister in the first place, none of this would have happened!!!!
DANNY: Cummon, man! She's not a little girl anymore; she can make her own choices!
RAFE: I want her to end up with someone she can be happy with.
DANNY: So she can't be happy with me?
RAFE: She knows you too well, Danny!
DANNY: What are you talking about?
RAFE: When you came over to my house when we were kids, Grace played too. Grace always tagged along with us.
DANNY: What the - she was five! I don't remember bonding with a five year old!
RAFE: You were eight. Three years is too much, Danny. How old are you?
DANNY: Same age as you, Rafe, 22.
RAFE: She ain't even outta her teen years yet!
DANNY: You can't protect her forever!
RAFE: We'll see about that. (Punches DANNY.)
(DANNY and RAFE are now in a fight. Other PILOTS have surrounded and are watching as RAFE and DANNY try to pull each other apart.)
PILOTS: Go! Fight! Go Rafe! Get 'em Danny!
(DOLITTLE ENTERS) DOLITTLE: (Breaking up fight) Boys! Walk it off! Walk it off! Before I kick you both off the navy!
(They walk away in separate directions.)