Private Woodhull

TURN 4×5

& Arnold: Any idea of the rebels behind it?
    Abraham: Dead men walking.

& Abraham: ...Providence spared me so that I could stand before you today. And seek revenge.
    Arnold: And you shall have it... Welcome to the American Legion.

& Sergeant: This is your Brown Bess. She’s loud, she’s flinty, and you never know if she’ll go off or not... Don’t think of it as a musket. Think of it as a spear that shoots. ’Cause your bayonet will never fail you.

& Abraham: You think this is the safest option?
    Sturridge: Word is the junior officers hate Arnold. The higher-ups don’t trust him. We’re never going to see battle. Ah, eightpence a day for a lot of sentry duty and drilling. Not bad.

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& Simcoe: Thank you, General. There’s no higher honor than serving under you.

& Sturridge: We’re in shite while the Rangers fight.
    Abraham: They probably have better barracks than us, too. Along Broadway, I’m guessing...
    Sturridge: No, they’re stationed up north. The farmlands around Harlem.

& Abraham: Colonel Cooke knows I’m here?
    Sergeant: New York’s a small town.

& Colonel Cooke: Well, as the good book says, «Eat, drink, be merry.»
    Townsend: «For tomorrow we die.»

& Simcoe: Do you know why I favor a serrated blade?... Stab the bayonet, twist the blade, and the notches will pull the intestines right out.

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