The Horse Soldiers Page #2

Oh, I must have another one.

That man in the white coat moved.

That isn't all he'll be moving

before long. General, is that all?

That's all, gentlemen.

Thank you, Brady.

Thank you, General.

Thank you very much.

Sit down.

Colonel, I gather you're not too happy

about my going along.

I hadn't counted on you, that's all.

I can understand your reasons for trying

to avoid a fight, tactically speaking.

But you're going very deep

into enemy territory.

Tell me, what did you intend to do

about your wounded?

I intend to move, and move fast.

Those too badly shot up to carry on will

be left to the clemency of the enemy.

Civilian or military.

- Including yourself?

Naturally.

That's a pretty primitive attitude.

Medically speaking.

Well, Doctor,

war isn't exactly a civilised business.

Of course, I realise that it gives you

fellas a wider field of opportunity...

For experimenting, Colonel?

- I didn't say that.

Mitch.

- Yes, sir?

Give the doctor a full roster.

- Yes, sir.

Examine every man.

Throw out any man who - in your

unchallenged opinion, of course - is unfit.

Even those who might get sick

a week from today.

Look, I didn't ask

to be assigned to this mission.

I'm a military doctor. I've been ordered

to go and I'm going to do my job.

So get off my back.

Bugler.

- Yes, sir?

Get me Mitchell.

- Sergeant Major Mitchell's in the hospital.

How old are you?

- 32, sir.

Join that group.

Hang on, son. Here we go.

(yells)...

...(metal clanks)

This is going to hurt worse.

There. He'll be all right.

I got your sick list, Kendall.

- Good. I'm glad it's a short one.

We'll let that drain full out.

I approve of that, Doctor.

- The lad had quite a boil.

I didn't come here to watch you

carving anybody's behind.

Why's Mitchell's name on that list?

- Sir, we observe quiet here.

What's this?

- Hoppy, this is Colonel Marlowe.

How do you do? Stand in line.

We'll take care of you presently.

Is he going with us?

- He's a good man. I need him.

I need Mitchell. He's strong as a bull.

- Let me show you something.

Colonel, I've been trying to tell

the doctor that this is nothing unusual.

Not for a man with malaria.

There's nothing new about this, Kendall.

I've seen him ride 40 miles

in one day, shivering.

He always gets malaria.

- So you concur in my diagnosis.

Mitch, get out of bed.

I got some whiskey.

You stay where you are, Sergeant.

I was ordered to take off the duty roster

any man who in my opinion was unfit.

He's sick and he's going to stay here.

Those are my orders.

You've read the whole book, haven't you?

(kicks buckets)

Oh, Colonel.

We got that fella

with all them stripes for you.

Bring him in.

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