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I'll not reave another clan's men.

and I became a soldier.

I ken ye're trying to do what ye think is best,

We must conscript as we travel.

It's our duty to stand up for our country, Father.

anything to get the blood flowing.

I much prefer they fight and live for their king.

have for chow every day... Giant steaks,

Oh, oh, please!

that we do not meet again.

Anywhere but here, that's for sure.

I thought you agreed to follow orders.

- Relax. - Again!

I resisted your advances earlier,

tie him to a tree one mile from the camp.

If I ever thought of you, then I might hold a grudge

We call it shit on a shingle.

Well, that's what we think you Yanks

we must band together.

I'll make sure you're safe.

Well, where's Willie?

No reason to learn to strut

and to fight together, then by God,

Let's just go to Prince Charles

It takes a well-trained soldier...

For your own selfishness.

- Excellent. To the ground. - Up, protect your head here.

Aye, I heard ye.

Jesus H. Roosevelt Christ.

- Oh. - Fergus, laddie...

She said he's one of the great Irish writers of all time.

Oh, is your arm broken?

except this time it will be worse,

for all the things that you've done to me.

To an Irish lass.

You ought to practice till it's in ye.

I can see that ye still bear a grudge.

I'll go. I'm a woman. They won't be able to stop me.

I'm fine, Jamie...

Leave him alone, you... you sadist.

being trained, putting up a brave front.