1. When we left for Bastogne,
we were short of equipment.
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2. We didn't have enough ammunition
or warm clothes.
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3. But we had confidence...
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4. that our higher military authorities
would get to us whatever we needed.
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5. There was a ridge with a tree line.
We were dug in there.
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6. The Germans knew where we were
and they gave us a shellacking.
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7. In Bastogne we were down to
one round per man there for a while.
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8. The fog was in.
They couldn't resupply us.
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9. When they tried to drop supplies in...
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10. they'd miss and drop them
to the Germans.
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11. One guy got hit by shrapnel.
Took his arm off above the elbow.
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12. They were taking him out and he said,
"Get my watch off my arm".
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13. A medic came along
and he really saved my life.
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14. He stuck a Syrette in a key position.
Morphine.
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15. Even today on a real cold night,
when we go to bed...
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16. the first thing I'll say is,
"I'm glad I'm not in Bastogne".
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17. Doc, doc, doc.
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18. Doc, bandage.
Take him back to Regiment.
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19. - Gen. McAuliffe, division commander.
- Give it to me straight.
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20. We've been taking ground in
one position, losing it in another.
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21. Now we're digging in
on the edge of the forest.
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22. We're under sporadic artillery fire.
We're taking hits with no aid station.
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23. We have no food or winter clothes,
and little ammo.
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24. The line's spread so thin
the enemy wanders into our CP.
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25. We just can't cover the line.
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26. Morning, Captain Nixon.
You got anything for Gen. McAuliffe?
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27. Yes, sir.
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28. General, I took a walk on our line
about 0300 last night.
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29. I couldn't find the 501st
on our right flank.
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30. We've got considerable gaps
in our perimeter.
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31. I don't have enough people, sir.
We're spread too thin.
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32. Hold the line, colonel.
Close the gaps.
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33. This fog won't lift anytime soon,
so you can forget about air cover.
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34. 1st Battalion just left Foy,
Krauts on their tail.
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35. Tanks. Artillery. Got no backup.
There's a lot of shit headed this way.
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36. Doc?
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37. Can I scrounge a bandage
from your aid kit, sir?
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38. How are you fixed?
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39. No plasma, couple of bandages,
practically no morphine.
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40. I tried to find my way up
to 3rd Battalion for supplies...
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41. but I lost my way.
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42. If you can't get over to 3rd...
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43. Doc Ryan will fix you up
with what he can spare.
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44. Thanks, captain.
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45. Eugene? Get everything you can.
You're gonna need it.
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46. - Spina.
- Doc.
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47. - What's happening?
- We're digging in along the line.
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48. Yeah, this is it.
So, what'd you get?
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49. I got this,
and I got myself a Kraut bandage.
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50. - What? This is it?
- Yeah, that's it. That's all we got.
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51. 1st Battalion's pulled out of Foy.
Heavy casualties.
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52. - Then why are we sitting here?
- We need morphine. This is all I got.
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53. - You got extra scissors?
- No. Just the one.
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54. - First Sergeant Lipton?
- Sir.
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55. - What's this? Two medics in one hole?
- Yes, sir.
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56. What's gonna happen to us
if you take a hit, huh?
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57. Sir?
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58. - First Sergeant, where's my foxhole?
- It's back here, sir.
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59. Maybe you missed it, huh?
I'll walk you back.
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60. - You're a bit close to the line here.
- Goddamn it.
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61. Sgt. Guarnere,
did you keep any morphine?
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62. - No. Doc, I gotta talk to you.
- How's that leg?
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63. - Forget the leg, I'm pissing needles.
- Later.
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64. - You seen them?
- No.
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65. But they're out there.
Depend on it.
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66. - Cup of Joe, doc?
- Gordon, I need sharp scissors.
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67. Scissors? Well, let's see,
I'll have to check the sewing room.
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68. Might be upstairs in the study,
the desk drawer.
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69. All right. What about an extra Syrette
in your aid kit?
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70. Hide your morphine, guys—
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71. - Muck, you okay?
- I'm good.
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72. - Malarkey! Penkala!
- We're okay!
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73. Will you look at this shit?
They peppered my helmet.
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74. Hey, doc! Morphine!
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75. - Here, take it.
- Where's Penkala?
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76. Christ knows.
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77. Medic!
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78. Doc!
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79. - Medic!
- You guys hit?
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80. - Easy, doc. How you doing?
- Hey, are you crazy?
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81. Watch the goddamn line!
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82. - You got a Syrette?
- What?
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83. Medic!
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84. Go.
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85. Medic!
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86. - Doc!
- Penkala!
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87. - It's the artery.
- Penkala, let go.
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88. - It's a damn artery!
- Loosen your fingers, damn it!
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89. Relax your arm.
It's not the artery.
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90. I ain't going back.
I ain't going, not in this shit.
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91. - And you're yelling "medic"?
- I don't need no aid station.
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92. You're in luck, Penkala.
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93. We don't got no aid station.
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94. - You got scissors?
- What do I need scissors for?
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95. Got your aid kit?
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96. Right, well, you don't need this.
Not yet. I do.
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97. - Who got hit?
- Penkala.
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98. Here. I want you to take someone
and find the 3rd Battalion, okay?
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99. Bandages, plasma,
whatever you can beg, you beg.
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100. And get me some damn scissors.
I can't get any.
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101. You get yourself a hot meal too, huh?
Go.
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102. - He told me he's a goddamn virgin.
- Who?
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103. The replacement in my foxhole, Julian.
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104. Goddamn virgin. Just a kid.
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105. The only virgin I know
is the Virgin Mary.
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106. Hey, Babe. Where the hell are we?
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107. This way.
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108. - I don't like it.
- Where the hell is 3rd Battalion?
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109. - Shit.
- Come on.
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110. Give me a hand.
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111. Go. Go.
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112. - Come on, Spina. Move.
- I'm moving. I'm moving.
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113. We can spare a few bandages,
but that's it. No morphine.
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114. - Go back to Bastogne for plasma.
- Bastogne?
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115. - Doesn't your surgeon have plasma?
- We don't have one.
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116. - Just me and my buddy.
- Sorry, but we can't help you.
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117. Take cover!
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118. Get your butts out of here!
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119. - Let's go.
- Go! Move!
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120. - Should have shot Hinkle in the ass.
- Hinkle nearly shot him.
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121. God bless you.
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122. - These smell like my armpit.
- At least your armpit's warm.
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123. - You want syrup with that?
- What's in these?
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124. - Nothing you won't eat, Malarkey.
- I won't eat Malarkey.
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125. - Maybe Hinkle would like your share.
- I should have shot him.
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126. - Anybody seen Lieutenant Dike?
- Try Battalion CP, sir.
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127. - Try Paris.
- Try Hinkle.
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128. Hinkle, I'm home.
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129. Eugene, Lt. Dike's got a full aid kit.
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130. - He's not using his.
- Maybe Hinkle's got a Syrette.
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131. - Eat your strudel.
- Hinkle Vinkle, eat ze armpit, huh?
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132. Lieutenant Dike. Lieutenant.
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133. Can you spare some Syrettes
from your aid kit?
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134. - What, morphine?
- Yes, sir.
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135. - What happens if I get hit?
- I'll be there, sir.
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136. - Syrette's in here, right?
- Yes.
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137. - Here. I don't plan on getting hit.
- Thank you, sir.
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138. Heffron, you okay?
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139. Gene, what's with the Heffron shit?
You know my name. Use it.
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140. It's Edward, right?
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141. Are you serious?
Only the goddamn nuns call me "Edward".
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142. - You have any morphine from Holland?
- No. You asked already, remember?
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143. No. I don't recall.
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144. Gordon, you want me?
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145. Yeah, morphine. 3rd Platoon
ponied up the contraband.
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146. - Still looking for scissors?
- Yes.
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147. Perconte.
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148. - Doc.
- Thank you.
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149. You'd better check on Joe Toye out
on the OP. He's missing something.
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150. Thanks.
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151. - You guys okay?
- They got hot food. Smell it?
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152. - You missing something?
- Home.
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153. Ask him to dance, doc.
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154. - Toye, show me your feet.
- You watch the goddamn line, McClung.
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155. - Where are your boots?
- In Washington, up Gen. Taylor's ass.
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156. - I can move better in bare feet.
- What happened?
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157. Took them off to dry my socks
and they got blown to hell.
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158. - Well, what's your size?
- Nine, just like everybody else.
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159. You keep cleaning those teeth,
the Germans will see you.
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160. That's right, Pee Wee.
You keep laughing.
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161. Hey, doc.
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162. Doc, my stuff. Come on, doc.
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163. - You got a drug store in here?
- No, just my stuff.
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164. - What are you looking for?
- Scissors. Thank you, Perconte.
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165. My goddamn scissors.
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166. - Sgt. Guarnere.
- Marlene, is that you?
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167. - Hey, doc, come here.
- USO, picking up Syrettes.
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168. - Alley, Liebgott, you got any?
- No.
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169. You ain't using this stuff are you?
I mean personal, like.
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170. Doc, I still got the itching.
When I pee, it's murder.
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171. I don't have any penicillin
for your biroute.
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172. - Lieutenant, move around a bit.
- I can't feel my feet.
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173. That's why you gotta move around.
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174. - Should I take my boots off?
- No, just loosen them up and move.
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175. Sergeant, I know it must be hell but
I can't help you. Drink lots of water.
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176. - Water? It's pissing that hurts.
- Shut it. Shut the hell up.
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177. - Who the hell's singing, Bill?
- I'll find out, lieutenant.
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178. - Stop them from singing.
- I'll shut them up.
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179. Lord, grant that I shall never seek
to be consoled as to console...
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180. to be understood as to understand,
or to be loved...
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181. as to love with all my heart.
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182. With all my heart.
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183. Medic!
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184. Medic! Medic!
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185. - Perconte, get a jeep.
- I'm on it.
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186. - Look at my leg.
- Easy CP, this is Perconte.
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187. - Bear with me. Bear with me.
- Sisk has been hit. I need a jeep.
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188. They're moving, goddamn it!
We need it now!
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189. You'll be all right, Sisk.
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190. - Okay, Sisk. It ain't that bad.
- It ain't that bad?
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191. Okay, one pull.
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192. No, save the morphine.
I can make it. Save it.
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193. All right, let's get him out of here.
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194. - Where's the jeep?
- I don't know, but I hear it.
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195. - Jesus Christ!
- You got blood on my trousers.
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196. - I'm real sorry, Frank.
- Get him up.
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197. Damn it, Skinny.
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198. Tell Spina I went in for plasma.
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199. All the tanks and artillery
pulled back to here.
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200. We got no backup beyond Bastogne.
This is it.
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201. The Krauts captured the 326th Medical.
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202. They took doctors, medics,
the whole shebang. We got nothing.
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203. The boys get hooch for the pain.
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204. - He took a mortar hit. Watch the leg.
- Yeah.
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205. Get him in.
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206. - Move it.
- Coming through.
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207. Move it, fellas.
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208. - No, no. Here. Put him here.
- Yes, ma'am.
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209. - Is he bad?
- No, lower-leg wound. No morphine.
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210. - Nurse, have you got plasma I can—?
- Wait. Please.
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211. - Why ain't these men evacuated?
- We can't. We're cut off.
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212. This is as far as it goes.
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213. I'm in heaven, doc.
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214. - Nurse.
- This way.
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215. I need morphine. I need bandages.
Whatever you got. We got nothing.
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216. Okay, I can give you a little,
but not a lot.
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217. - You can have this today.
- You got plasma?
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218. - A little. Are you a surgeon?
- No. We have no surgeon.
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219. - What's this?
- From the bed.
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220. - What, sheets?
- Yes, for bandages.
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221. - My name is Renée.
- I'm Gene. Eugene Roe.
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222. - Where are you from?
- Louisiana. Half-Cajun.
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223. - Et toi, tu viens d'où?
- Bastogne.
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224. Can you get me back to the line?
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225. Sure.
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226. Eugene.
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227. Chocolat.
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228. Pour vous.
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229. - Amen.
- Amen.
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230. Fight well for God and your country.
God bless you all. Stay safe.
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231. That's it.
Nothing to worry about.
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232. We die now, we die in a state of grace.
Isn't that right, Babe?
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233. Battalion want
a reconnaissance patrol.
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234. I'll go. Take these. Give the boots
to Joe Toye. Tell him they're a nine.
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235. - We go until we make contact.
- Peacock's leading.
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236. That asshole couldn't find a snowball
in a blizzard.
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237. - That's the order.
- Sarge?
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238. - Julian.
- Let me be the lead scout.
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239. - Back in line, private.
- Move out.
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240. Tactical columns, men.
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241. Doc, it's a combat patrol. Why don't
you stay back and keep out of trouble?
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242. - Yes, sergeant.
- Yeah.
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243. Come on, Hoobler, pick it up.
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244. Right. Move out.
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245. Go.
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246. - Fire!
- Get down! Get down!
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247. Shit.
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248. Bull! Christenson! Up on line!
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249. - Johnny!
- We got a man down!
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250. - What have we got?
- Kid's down.
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251. - We gotta make a move.
- I can get him, sarge.
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252. - Suppressing fire!
- Suppressing fire.
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253. - One man down. Easy.
- Covering fire.
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254. Hold them down!
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255. Easy CP, I have one man down.
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256. Stay there. Don't move.
Stop moving or they'll keep shooting.
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257. - What's happening, sir?
- We're pulling back. We made contact.
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258. I gotta get to the CP.
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259. Don't move. Don't move
or they'll keep firing. Stop moving!
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260. Fuck. Sarge, what—?
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261. Pull back! We gotta pull back!
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262. - Let's get the hell out of here!
- Let's go!
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263. - Move!
- Go!
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264. Come on, stay with us.
Hold on!
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265. Stay with us! Look at me.
Stay with us! Hold on.
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266. - Heffron, move!
- Don't move, we're coming back.
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267. - We'll get you out of here. Hold on.
- Go. Let's go!
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268. - On me, move!
- Come on, let's go.
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269. - Where the hell are we?
- Straight ahead. Straight ahead.
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270. Doc! Doc!
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271. - Okay!
- Set it up on the rock.
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272. Easy CP. Easy CP. Lightning, over.
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273. - I need a jeep at the CP.
- Eyes sharp!
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274. Okay, I got your jeep, doc.
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275. - Martin? Martin!
- Sir?
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276. - What's going on?
- They got Julian.
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277. - He's alive. We gotta get him.
- We don't know that.
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278. - Did you hit an OP or their line?
- Their line.
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279. - We gotta get Julian!
- No, fall back.
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280. - Where's Peacock?
- At the CP.
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281. - Fall back!
- You okay, doc?
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282. - Get him out of here!
- We gotta go.
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283. Let's up and go!
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284. - We gotta move. Let's go!
- Get him up.
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285. Doc, now! Let's go!
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286. Move!
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287. - Let's go.
- Back, fall back!
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288. We couldn't get to him, captain.
Babe tried. We couldn't get to him.
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289. Hey, Bull.
Let me sit in here with you guys.
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290. Heffron.
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291. Toye.
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292. What you doing out here?
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293. Thanks for the boots, doc.
Doing fine.
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294. Are you still having trouble
with your feet?
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295. Show me. Let me see it.
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296. It's trench foot. If it turns
gangrene, you could lose it.
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297. I ain't coming off the line, doc.
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298. Well, you gotta stay dry.
Massage your feet.
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299. Change socks every day
and dry the wet ones.
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300. - Trying.
- Do it.
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301. I'm working on it.
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302. - You seen Heffron?
- No. Why?
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303. He ain't in his hole.
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304. Fuck.
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305. Got you.
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306. Heffron.
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307. Edward.
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308. Eat it.
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309. Good.
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310. All right.
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311. I promised him if he got hit, I'd get
his stuff and bring it to his mom.
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312. - Now the fucking Krauts'll strip him.
- It's okay.
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313. It's not. It's not okay.
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314. I should have got to him.
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315. What do you call those people again?
Those Cajun healers?
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316. Traiteurs.
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317. - You know, my grandma was a traiteuse.
- Your grandmother? No shit?
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318. She was. Laid her hands
on people and cured them.
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319. Took away sickness, cancer,
you name it.
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320. Your grandma did that?
You're shitting me.
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321. - I remember she used to pray a lot.
- Yeah, I guess she had to.
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322. Talked to God
about the pain she pulled out.
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323. Asked him to carry it away.
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324. That's what she did.
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325. I'm still trying to figure why they
picked me for a medic. God knows.
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326. Snap of a finger and just like that,
you're a medic.
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327. I've had enough playing doctor.
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328. Hey, how about you?
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329. Take cover!
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330. Cease fire! Cease fire, goddamn it!
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331. I don't understand.
It was our own planes.
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332. C-47s. They're bringing supplies.
It's a drop. It's a drop. Come on!
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333. All right, you help the doc.
The rest of you, come with me.
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334. - Medic!
- Someone give us a hand here.
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335. - Help!
- Coming through.
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336. This one through here.
Now!
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337. The artery, we gotta find the artery.
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338. Anna!
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339. Anna!
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340. Where does she come from?
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341. The black girl.
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342. The Congo.
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343. How'd she get here?
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344. Just like me. She came to help.
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345. What?
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346. Your hands.
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347. My hands?
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348. You're a good nurse.
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349. No. I never want to treat
another wounded man again.
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350. I'd rather work in a butcher's shop.
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351. But your touch calms people.
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352. - That's a gift from God.
- No, it's not a gift.
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353. God would never give
such a painful thing.
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354. Nurse! Nurse!
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355. We need some help over here.
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356. - Got shrapnel though the stomach.
- How bad is it?
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357. Okay, get this one in first.
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358. - Now we know how they felt.
- What? Who?
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359. The legionnaires. When they watched
the Huns. Goths, the Visigoths.
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360. Visigoths? Jesus Christ.
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361. Barbarians.
They came right through here.
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362. Right through these trees. Sweeping
down to burn the shit out of Rome.
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363. That's a hell of a long ride.
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364. So, what's college like, Buck?
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365. You can study with cheerleaders
running fingers through your hair?
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366. Hell, Babe, I can't even remember.
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367. - Hey, it's doc.
- Sergeant. Heffron. Lieutenant.
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368. Wrap up.
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369. Never calls anybody by their nickname.
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370. - He once called me Edward.
- Is that right?
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371. - Edward? That's your name?
- Yeah.
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372. Funny, you...
You don't look like an Edward.
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373. Hey, doc. It's gonna get busy, pal.
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374. Hold your fire.
Don't let them draw you out.
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375. - Stay ready, boys.
- What do we hit those things with?
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376. Hold your fire. Get ready, Walter.
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377. Stay in your holes, guys.
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378. All you 3rd Platoon, you stay ready!
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379. - Smokey's hit.
- Medic!
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380. Hey, Gene, let's go.
Come on, let's go!
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381. Okay, go!
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382. Medic!
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383. - Doc!
- Smokey?
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384. - Hi, Mo.
- I'm keeping it for you.
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385. - Smoke!
- I can't feel my legs.
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386. - My foxhole. Get the plasma, now!
- Here they come!
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387. - Yeah, I got it. Go!
- Machine guns, open fire!
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388. Sergeant Lipton!
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389. Doc, we gotta get the hell
out of here.
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390. Hey, come on. Stay with us, Smokey.
Stay with us!
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391. Doc, we gotta get the hell
out of here!
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392. You ready? All right, go!
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393. - Stop. We gotta stop.
- All right.
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394. - Take the plasma.
- All right.
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395. Come on, Walter.
Come on, buddy.
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396. - Hurry. I gotta get back to the line.
- Okay, okay.
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397. - Lip.
- Yeah, buddy?
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398. - You're standing on my hand.
- Sorry, pal.
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399. Look, I'll get you
another Purple Heart for it.
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400. Hey, give us a hand!
I got you a ride, doc.
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401. Jones.
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402. Give it here.
Okay, put him here.
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403. Where's his tag? Where's his tag?
What's wrong with him?
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404. - Paralyzed.
- What?
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405. He's paralyzed. Can't feel a thing.
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406. In the name of the Father, of the Son
and of the Holy Spirit. Amen.
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407. Eugene?
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408. - Eugene.
- Renée!
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409. - Are you—?
- Renée, I need some help here.
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410. Are you all right?
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411. Here you go, man.
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412. One for the doc.
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413. They're having a Christmas dinner
of turkey and hooch at Division CP.
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414. Damned if I don't like Joe Domingus'
rancid-ass beans better.
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415. - Hello, Easy Company.
- Hello, sir.
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416. General McAuliffe sent a message.
Thought your people'd like to hear it.
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417. That's your prerogative, sir.
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418. Men...
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419. General McAuliffe wishes us all
a "Merry Christmas".
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420. "What's merry about all this, you ask?
Just this:
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421. We've stopped cold
everything that's been thrown at us...
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422. from the North, East,
South and West.
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423. Two days ago, the German commander
demanded our honorable surrender...
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424. to save the U.S.A. encircled troops
from total annihilation.
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425. He received the following reply.
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426. 'To the German commander: Nuts!'
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427. We're giving our country and loved
ones a worthy Christmas present...
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428. and taking part in
this gallant feat of arms...
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429. we are truly making for ourselves
a Merry Christmas."
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430. - Merry Christmas and God bless you.
- Nuts, sir!
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431. - Nuts!
- Nuts!
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432. Bill.
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433. Picture of my girl.
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434. Good-looking broad, Buck.
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435. She's...
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436. She's finished with me.
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437. - Yeah?
- Yeah.
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438. Yeah. She's...
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439. Just in time for Christmas, huh?
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440. Just in time for Christmas.
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441. Shit, I almost forgot.
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442. - "Lucky Strikes means fine tobacco."
- Where'd you get those?
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443. Merry Christmas, fellas.
You gotta thank jolly old "Saint Luz".
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444. - Beautiful.
- Here.
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445. Here you go, Penk.
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446. I am shaking so goddamn much,
I feel like I'm dancing.
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447. Here you go, buddy.
There you go.
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448. - Frank, what are you doing?
- It's Christmas, Pee Wee.
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449. - Yo, Frank.
- What is it?
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450. - Lemon powder snow cone.
- Pass.
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451. Merry fucking Christmas.
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452. Harry.
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453. - Fire's not a good idea.
- Just a couple of minutes.
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454. - We're in a dell.
- A dell?
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455. Like where fairies and gnomes live?
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456. I swear I thought
I could smell a fire.
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457. I did smell a fire.
Are you out of your mind?
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458. No, we're in a dell.
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459. - Down!
- Put out the fire.
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460. Medic!
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461. I need an A-jeep to 2nd Battalion CP.
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462. - Stay still, Harry.
- Peacock, put that out!
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463. Medic! Roe!
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464. Doc!
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465. Gene.
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466. - Come on, doc.
- Is he hurt?
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467. - I don't know.
- Move.
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468. We gotta go.
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469. - Get up. The captain's yelling.
- Okay.
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470. Okay, get up. Not okay, lie down.
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471. Come on, move. Jesus Christ.
My hand. My goddamn hand!
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472. Roe!
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473. Roe.
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474. Stay still, Harry.
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475. - It's just a scratch, Harry.
- Jeep's on its way. Hang tough.
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476. Towel.
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477. - Give him some morphine.
- Where?
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478. - Opposite thigh.
- Okay.
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479. Elevate his head.
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480. Get him up.
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481. There you go, soldier, take that.
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482. Eugene, get yourself into town.
Get a hot meal.
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483. Get out quick!
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484. Clear the road!
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485. Get out quick!
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486. - Stay out of there!
- Are you nuts?
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487. Medic! Get your ass out here!
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488. Come on!
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489. Report, every hour,
on the hour, on the radio...
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490. or I don't know
where the hell you are.
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491. Everything okay?
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492. Babe?
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493. - Yeah.
- Hey, how'd you do that?
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494. You did that.
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495. I'll fix it up.
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496. Hey, Gene, you called me "Babe".
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497. I did? When?
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498. Just now.
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499. Babe.
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500. I guess I did.
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501. Babe.
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502. Heffron, watch the goddamn line.
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