Col. Edward W. Hall, Sr.:
[Coming into Ed's darkened bedroom in a very agitated state]
Ed! Ed!
Capt. Edward W. Hall Jr.:
[Drowsily]
What time is it?
Col. Edward W. Hall, Sr.:
[Angrily]
Get up!
Capt. Edward W. Hall Jr.:
[Waking up]
What's the matter?
Col. Edward W. Hall, Sr.:
[Angrily]
Get up!
Col. Edward W. Hall, Sr.:
[Ed gets up]
All right... I want to ask you a question. I want a simple, direct yes or no answer. Did you collaborate with the enemy?
Col. Edward W. Hall, Sr.:
[Ed appears stunned by the question]
Did you collaborate with the enemy?
Capt. Edward W. Hall Jr.:
[Deliberately]
Yes, I did.
Col. Edward W. Hall, Sr.:
[Screaming emotionally]
Why didn't yuh die? Why didn'y yuh die like your brother did? It would have been much better that way!
Capt. Edward W. Hall Jr.:
[Hall, Sr. walks out and a distraught Hall Jr. limps hurriedly after him]
Dad! Dad!
Capt. Edward W. Hall Jr.:
[Stopping before the bottom of the stairs]
I would have liked it better too... a nice, clean, acceptable death with dignity. Does that make sense to you?
Col. Edward W. Hall, Sr.:
Your excuses for treason must have been tremendous to make you crawl on your belly and break faith with your country and me!
Capt. Edward W. Hall Jr.:
[Angrily shouting]
With you? What about me? You know wht I got for that crawl on my belly? You know what I got, Dad? Well, I'll tell you. I sold my soul for a blanket that smells of fish and urine and three lousy hours of uninterrupted sleep, and you know what else, Colonel? At the time I thought I was getting one hell of a bargain!
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