RICKY No, sir. I wanted to show my girlfriend your Nazi plate. A beat. COLONEL Girlfriend? RICKY Yes, sir. She lives next door. The Colonel glances toward the window. His POV: in the window across from us, Jane peeks out from behind the drape. She quickly pulls it shut.
RICKY Her name's Jane. A beat. The Colonel is suddenly, deeply shamed. COLONEL This is for your own good, boy. You have no respect for other people's things, for authority, for... RICKY Sir, I'm sorry. COLONEL You can't just go around doing whatever you feel like, you can't-- there are rules in life-- RICKY Yes, sir. COLONEL You need structure, you need discipline-- RICKY (simultaneous) Discipline. Yes, sir, thank you for trying to teach me. Don't give up on me, Dad.