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we're gonna get close to Bartlett.

Just remember,

one crack out of Cooney...

Just one.

- Five in a row!

- When are leaves gonna start, Colonel?

Soon as we get back

to France and settle down.

You suppose this war might be over

before we re-form?

I hate to disappoint you,

but I wager it will be.

Sure hate to go in any rough stuff

with those green kids they've sent us.

Yeah, those replacements need work.

Don't worry. We'll all go home

with a record we can be proud of.

Anybody says Fox Company

isn't tops can answer to me.

I swear, this CO of yours is about

as touchy as a she-bear with cubs.

Yeah, sure is.

What's it gonna be here,

five-card no-draw?

Suits me. OK with the rest of you boys?

Still a 50-franc limit?

Yeah.

Wheel 'em and deal 'em, Lieutenant.

Wheel and deal.

"She-bear with cubs".

What kind of a crack is that?

What do you mean by that?

- Come on, Erskine.

- Ante up, Joe.

This is a friendly game, Costa. I aim to

keep it that way. You're trying to bait me.

Sit down. He didn't mean a thing.

- You think so?

- It was a joke.

Tell him it was a joke, Costa.

I made a joke.

I guess you'll be mixing in some politics

back in Riverview, Colonel.

Oh, I don't know. I might run

for dogcatcher or something.

"Tippecanoe and Bartlett too."

I'm under the gun?

- Yeah.

- Cost you gentlemen 50 francs.

I'll just have to bump you, Colonel.

Oh. Well, I'll take a peek.

Expose yourself, Lieutenant.

- Threes and jacks.

- That's a good hand.

But not good enough. Three lovely ladies,

and I'll just rake the pot.

- You ever lose?

- I can't afford to.

- I'm just a boy from little ol' Riverview.

- I won't forget that last session.

Where was that?

Oh... that was in that cellar

outside Aachen.

You cleaned us all out that game, too.

I kept bucking you.

Oh, yeah. You and that...

Lathrop was his name, Colonel.

Lieutenant Ned Lathrop.

That's right. Lathrop. He was a good man.

Too bad about him. What was he doing?

Trying to help the squad that got cut off?

Sergeant Ingersoll's squad

from my platoon.

- Well, he...

- He what?

Ingersoll disobeyed orders, trying to take

that pillbox. He overstepped his authority.

They were good men.

The best, if you ask me.

Well, I didn't ask you, Lieutenant.

Now, gentlemen,

let's keep this a friendly game.

Same game.

- Anyone could've seen it was hopeless.

- I don't think it was hopeless, Captain.

You can think anything you want.

There's no law against it.

But I'm ordering you to keep

your lousy insinuations to yourself!

- Erskine!

- He has no right to question my honour!

- Ingersoll was one of my best men.

- Sit down, Erskine.

If you're so friendly with your men,

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