Perry is dropped off and finds Peewee and the other guys. They tell him Sergeant Simpson went home and a man named Dongan took his place. They think Dongan is racist because of where he's having the black soldiers stand in their formations.
Johnson refuses to accept that Brew has died. He insists on talking to Perry about Brew being sent home. It's not pretty, and it's called denial.
A chaplain, which is a Catholic priest, visits the squad. He isn't that comforting—he doesn't promise eternal life or a righteous path or anything. He admits he's scared and asks if they want to pray with him.
They do. So it's at least sort of comforting.
Dongan's race problem is discussed a lot in the squad. He gets into a fight with Johnson, and Peewee and Perry tell Johnson they're with him. Lobel tells them they have a Jew on their side, too.
Dongan takes Perry, Lobel, and Peewee on guard duty. Dongan expertly kills a Vietcong soldier by throwing a rock like a grenade: when it doesn't go off, the man's head pops up to look for it. Easy target.
A woman with two kids is caught along the edge of the rice paddies near base. The soldiers try to question her, then decide she seems innocent and let her go.
Some of the soldiers make jokes about the woman, but Peewee tries to make one of her kids a doll out of grass, which is kind of sweet.
The woman hands one of her kids to a GI. Is it bonding time?
No. The kid was mined, and explodes in the GI's arms. So much for grass dolls and budding friendships.
The men shoot the woman and her other child. They feel like they don't have a choice. That's the real horror of this war—even a nice moment can go downhill really fast.