I am easily moved, ask me anything

I bet you are

if I were to start blubbering, would you kick my ass?

I'm a bit tired at the moment :D

"another soldier reporting in, sir, i've served my time in hell"

I had that as a sig line for the longest time. God, what is it with people, some people play games like Medal of Honor, Call of Duty, etc, and they become war hawks, no sense to me, none, seeing that poor bastard stuck in the tree in frontline god.

so it attracts the senseless

Band of brothers was enough to keep me off the battlefield permanantly

God that scene in the church, and Carwood is talking about all the guys who have come and gone, war is such a tragic thing, it enables us to meet people who are closer to us than family often yet we never know if we will see them the next day, it is just tragic.

i saw up to where they found the Labor Camp

I havent seen it myself in a year honest. I think I am gonna start watching it when I have little work in school.

Encino Man, Son in Law, In the Army Now, Jury Duty or Bio-Dome?

though thats the only one Ive seen.

under your feet?

{Scar throws his brother backwards. Mufasa free-falls, back first. The camera follows Mufasa down from under him, then from above him, showing the stampede raging below.}

Mufasa: Aaaaaaahh!

{Camera suddenly focuses in on Simba, who is watching his father hit the ground. No sound effects of the hit. No view of it either. Mufasa and Simba's screams mingle.}

Simba: Nooooooo!

{The herd passes. Everything is clouded by dust. Simba
bounds to the canyon floor. Mufasa is nowhere to be seen.}

Simba: {Cough} Dad!!

{We hear a sound}

Simba: {Quietly} Dad?

{We see a stray wildebeest run past, the source of the sound. The wildebeest curves around a log further down the gully. Under the log is Mufasa, laying on his side. He is not moving or breathing. Simba approaches the body. Sad musical theme. Again we notice how small Simba really is.}

Simba: {Hopefully}
Dad? ...Dad, come on.
{He rubs up against Mufasa's cheek. The head merely rolls back in place after the rub}
You gotta get up.
{He places both forepaws on his father's cheek and pushes}
Dad. We gotta go home.
{He tugs at Mufasa's ear. Again the head limply moves
back in place. Simba runs off a bit, obviously very scared.}
HEEEEELP! Somebody!
{His voice reverberates hollowly off the sides of the gorge.}
Anybody... help.

{He cries. Simba turns back to the body. He nuzzles up under
the limp paw so that his father is embracing him. Pause for effect.}

Yeah that is thought provoking and just sad. I am also simply moved by good, regular people who do things to help others, its just a beautiful thing.

"i'll do it, Ma, Yeller's my dog"

Old James Ryan: Tell me I've led a good life.
Ryan's Wife: What?
Old James Ryan: Tell me I'm a good man.
Ryan's Wife: You *are*.
That movie was so moving.

where May's Sacrifice saved ruby and the third, and destroyed all the solonoids and paranoids, and then they showed them all thousands of years later in reincarnated in tokyo

you'd have to be up at 6 am on a saturday watching the sci-fi channel between 1996-1999

they had some good ones, too