War

LT. MCDOUGAL: Who among you will carry the flag as we march into battle?

ABBOT: I will!

LT. MCDOUGAL: And if this man goes down?

WALTER: Then I will hoist up the flag and carry it in his place!

LT. MCDOUGAL: And if this man goes down?

HAROLD: Then … I guess … I will carry the flag, sir!

LT. MCDOUGAL: And if this man goes down?

CHARLES: Then … well… I’ll carry it.

LT. MCDOUGAL: And if this man goes down?

JOHN: Then … me? I guess? I’ll carry it?

LT. MCDOUGAL: And if this man goes down?

WELLINGTON: Geez … I guess, then, I’ll carry it. If it comes to that.

LT. MCDOUGAL: And if this man goes down?

MORTIMER: Sir … what kind of forces are we going up against? I mean … don’t get me wrong, if Wellington takes a hit, I’ll carry the flag—

LT. MCDOUGAL: And when this man goes down?

KEARNY: Sir? What do you think our chances are … of winning this battle? I’m not trying to get negative, I’m just … (Sighs.) Look, I’ll carry the flag if he goes down. I’m just starting to get nervous—

LT. MCDOUGAL: And when this man goes down?

BILLINGS: Jesus. Captain, who are we fighting? What’s the situation? Please, just be straight with us.

LT. MCDOUGAL: Who will carry the flag when Kearny goes down?

BILLINGS: Well, I guess me. I mean, I’d be the only one left … in that scenario.

LT. MCDOUGAL: All right. It goes Abbot, Walter, Harold, Charles, John, Wellington, Mortimer, Kearny, Billings and then me. Forward march.