Revolution Page #4

-Why do you wanna know that?

-Please.

We was just over there in...

In the marshes.

Under the Brooklyn Heights.

Was dawn.

We was waiting.

There was shooting.

Then men just start falling

all around us from the gunfire.

You saw the British?

-We never saw no one.

-No, they used chain...

...from the cannon they shot chain

and grape.

Cutting men down.

Cutting them in half.

It was my first battle.

You're so brave.

You keep your head down, Ned.

Get some sleep, son.

You fought for our cause.

My cause to fight

was to stay with my boy only.

She has little knowing of me.

She seems as though lost.

Some hurtful sadness in her

would have me say words of comfort...

...for I could find the words.

-On your feet. Let' s go.

-Move, I said. Move yourselves.

How many more times do we tell you?

-Come on, lads.

-Face back there.

-Come on.

-Come along.

-Form up and march, you sluggards.

-You lousy vermin.

-Back to the wall.

-Get on your feet.

Form up.

Form up. Come on.

-Get in line and follow these men.

-Go on. Get up.

Move along.

Back to the line.

To be an American in this uneven

fight is to be a lamb to slaughter.

An angry squirrel fighting a lion.

God's on our side.

Come on, son. Come on.

-Be brave.

-Stay close to me, son.

Get to the wall.

Get to your positions.

Come on, boy.

We can beat them.

-God have mercy.

-Aim for the officers.

Amen.

Aim for the officers.

Be brave, men.

They're nothing

but bloody animals.

Friday's children.

-Major.

-Ready, my lord.

For king and country.

Hear me.

God is with you.

Be brave.

You're British soldiers and the

best bloody regiment in the world.

Extend the range, captain.

Forward march.

Good job.

Keep your dressing.

Get ready, boys.

Hold your fire.

Many a time have I prepared

a weapon to defend against a threat.

Well, unruly beasts

during the need of fur to trade...

...but never to the destruction

of another human soul.

If it be in me to do,

I cannot know.

Aim steady, men.

On my command. Fire.

Regiment...

...hold.

Poise muskets.

Make ready.

Front rank, fire.

Second rank, fire.

Rear rank, fire.

Back to the second line.

Remember, you're Americans.

Come back. Stand and fight.

Hold your ground.

Order arms.

Present bayonets.

By the center. And march.

Keep your dressing.

Fall back, men.

-Fall back.

-Come on, now. Come on, Ned.

-Long live America.

-God, it's a massacre.

Come back.

Stand your ground.

Ned.

Get him.

Charge. Charge.

Run. Run for your lives.

Back. Back, Ned.

Come on.

Pa.

-Pa.

-Bastard.

Ned.

-Jump.

-Come on.

Come along, lad.

Get the flag.

God save King George.

I, being born of another place,

sold and sent as a babe to this land...

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