Rifleman Cooper:
Sarge? Where are we off to, Sarge?
Patrick Harper:
We're going to join up with a man called Sharpe, lads.
Rifleman Perkins:
You mean we're all gonna die?
Patrick Harper:
No, lad. Mister Sharpe may be dead in the eyes of French, but to you and me he's as lively as an eel.
Hagman:
Just a minute.
Rifleman Harris:
How, Sarge?
Patrick Harper:
You know the Army, boys. They couldn't hang a curtain even if they tried.
[They all laugh]
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