She Wore a Yellow Ribbon
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:09:04
...should have so little grasp
of leadership...

:09:07
...as to allow himself to be chivvied
into a go at fisticuffs...

:09:12
...while taps still sounds
over a brave man's grave.

:09:16
- God help this troop when I'm gone.
- Sir, it...

:09:19
You're at attention, Mr. Pennell!
You get back to the troop area.

:09:27
Mr. Cohill, have the men build
their squad fires higher.

:09:32
Make the fullest show
of bedding down for the night.

:09:36
Then we're sneaking out.
Heading for the river, going back.

:09:50
- Sorry, Ross.
- I'm sorry, Flint.

:10:08
I saw our friend, Mr. Rynders.
Right smart trading going on.

:10:12
Mr. Rynders? All right.
:10:17
Pass the word to Mr. Pennell forward.
Follow me.

:10:52
Mr. Rynders, Indian agent!

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