That night, Deakins calls Benjamin Tyson. They haven’t spoken in twenty years. The conversation is short, sharp as broken glass.
Then, a crusading journalist named Julianne Miller, researching a book on unreported wartime massacres, unearths an old Vietnamese woman’s testimony. The woman, whose entire family perished in the fire, has never stopped searching for the "young lieutenant with the soft voice." Miller’s investigation points directly at Deakins. word of honor -2003 film-
Deakins hangs up.
The room erupts. Tyson, watching on a crackling television in his dusty living room, puts his head in his hands and weeps—not for himself, but for the friend who just did what he could not. That night, Deakins calls Benjamin Tyson
But Deakins’s son, home from college, looks at him with cold, new eyes. "Dad, is it true?" The room erupts
He clears his throat. "No, sir," he says. "I did not give that order."