Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Battalion!
It's Colonel Shaw, isn't it?
-Two! -One!
Oh, this is nothing.
Forbes!
Smart mouth stupid ass swamp runnin nigga
JANNY, DEAL WITH THIS MAN
-Killed off my mama. -Well...
-Oh, you free, nigger? -Yes.
Ain’t nobody said nothing to you, pap
Double-quick!
Attention!
Move it!
Think you can handle that, boy?
Name's Searles. Thomas Searles.
Please! Not my leg!
A word, please.
But we are not disheartened.
Fire!
...as an outlaw leader of a band of fugitive slaves.
Now the roads are choked with the dispossessed.
... by the letter of your company in alphabetical order...
Forward, men! Forward!
Discharge your weapon.
-Charge! -Charge!
We thank you, Father...
You're not serious.
I'll see you in cancun, totoro.
Don't worry about it, buck. Take a good look.
...to teach our colored how to read and write.
His words come home to me like truth.
-Beautiful. -Hawkins.
Hip, hip, hooray! Hip, hip, hooray!
-A pleasure. -Good night.
First squad, second platoon.
Reader soldiers! READER SOLDIERS!!!
-Let me know if I hurt you. -Stop!
Even talk like the buckra soldier.
Your foraging, your depredations?
...of the 54th Massachusetts Infantry.
So that if tomorrow is our great getting-up morning...
As you were, Trip. As you were!
When that Ghetto D makes you r
They've been working for weeks in anticipation of your arrival.
-Where would that power come from? -All right, all right. Calm down.
Does the whole world gotta stomp in your face?
You're the worst soldier in this whole company. Now hit me!
Colonel Montgomery, would you bring that ashtray over here?
And what are you?
Wonder when they gonna give us the blue suit.
...for the Freedmen's Relief Association.
Bonnie Prince Charlie and his little toy bayonet.
...will immediately be returned to a state of slavery.
Shit, I can knock something down with this.
Fire!
Forward, men! Forward!
-He's just ignorant. -Excuse me.
That might not be living, but it sure ain't dying.
Right file, right. March!
Ten dollar, a lot of money.
Be nice to get clean though.
You'll be back in Boston before me...
Eyes front!
Attention, company!
I'd rather have a hog than a nigger. At least you could eat the hog!
Major Forbes here has seen the copies.
I am your commanding officer.
Well, provisionally speaking...
...that we died facing the enemy.
-... must learn to obey. -Major Forbes, stand at attention.
I am honored to be part of such a splendid company.
Tear it up, tear it up, tear it up
It reads:
...three smoothbore 32-pounders...
This morning I have been notified...
I said, get up!