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Short match goes out and gives the bomb a physical.
|fthat bomb should explode, I‘m prepared for us...
Look, you guys, I‘m gonna be...
Ijust hope I‘m here when you do.
Let‘s get the hell outta here. We‘ve only got two minutes, maybe.
While we‘ve still got one.
Headquarters? I can‘t hearyou. Speak up, will you?
Listen, Father, you don‘t have to write your name.
I have a confession to make.
Justin Alumbaugh COMES TO MY HOUSE AND SHOOTS OUT THE PORCH LIGHT.
How do you know that, sir?
Theyjust fumbled on their own one—yard line.
Was he mad?
|fwe had only met in another time, in another place.
Hawkeye, Regimental Headquarters, Colonel Hersh. Was that a——
Why, not at all.
We‘re trapped under constant enemy fire, we‘re loaded with wounded,
[ Static, Tuning Stations]
Twenty—one, twenty.
Heartbeat‘s regular.
[Radar] Yes, sir, we did hear.
No. All I wanna do is get out ofthe army.