Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

No!
Then I am your first American Hire.
Robert! Darling, there's someone who wishes to meet you.
You will do it or you will be brought up on charges for disobeying.
It is an immoral order, and by articles of war I am not bound to obey it.
Attention.
Front and center.
Left. Left, right, left.
-Morning. -Morning.
What about you there, buck? Whereabouts are you from?
Oh, right, right.
Yeah, I don't see why not. Go ahead.
Colonel Montgomery's a real jayhawker from Kansas.
I'm telling you, boy. They find out, they liable to shoot you.
You think they have the strength to lead this charge?
Form up! Form up!
We were slaves in the field when the Yankee man come. Say we soldiers.
... because we men, ain't we?
Company commanders, order your men to wait here!
... is because his mommy and daddy fixed it.
Do it!
You fought very well yesterday, Trip.
We were a sight to see.
Morale is low.
Now, you'll obey and you'll like it.
Deploy skirmishers, captain
That's all.
She said, if he bring his friends, she feed them too.
What?
... must first get permission.
Wagner mounts a 10-inch Columbiad...
Colonel Shaw?
Well, you'll want to see this.
-Charge! -Fire!
About-face!
-Hey, hold up, buck. -Nobody said nothing to you, pap.
-Amen. -Amen.
This is all I see
Now you're learning, boyo.
I said what's your name, boy?
If this man should fall who will lift the flag and carry on
You think you better than me? You think you my judge?
I'd like to speak to you for a moment in private, if I may.
Go ahead.
-At the quickstep! -At the quickstep!
We ante up and kick in, sir.
Oh, we love him. We thank the lord every day for the good vittles........
...we'll be going into action in the morning.
Show what they can do.
One, one!
I ain’t sure I’m wanting this colonel...
Couldn't do it, colonel.
Come on, 54th!
Carry on, Sergeant Mulcahy.
Handing out guns to a thousand coloreds?
Forward on my command!
Mr. Rawlins, this regiment was formed with the promise...
...which is, I guess, what this is.
Thrust! Develop!
...sitting by the fire, reading Hawthorne...
Proceed.
Eyes right!
For God's sake, come on!
Dear, Mother.
Please don't cut anymore, please!
But this time we must make it a whole country...
And you?
You're much too valuable to my operations here.
Look out, boy! Look out!
Tear it up! Tear it up! Tear it up!
Mainly, I forgot how hot it was down here.
...supersede yours.
Get out of here!
Make your mark right here.
That man is Secesh, and Secesh is all the same, son.
Right, on my word, march.
I think you do.
You're not at dancing school, son. Take his head off.
You men go on back to business.
Now, I run off...
Regiment, fall out by company to receive pay.
...after your men are placed under my command.
Wait, no. See, that's my space, nigger.
Front rank, kneel!