:42:04
You leave her be.
:42:07
Go on back to camp, Miss Marty.
:42:09
I'll go and come when I please,
Mr. Clegg, and with whom I please.
:42:13
Well, then you'll oblige me
by stepping aside.
:42:18
Now, Yank...
:42:20
...I know this ain't
what you call your armoury...
:42:23
...and you got on your soldier suit
and all that...
:42:26
...but I don't reckon hugging my gal
comes under the heading of duty.
:42:30
I'm not your girl,
never have been nor will be.
:42:33
Well, that remains to be solved.
:42:35
Now, why don't you and me
just step out here a piece...
:42:39
...and we'll get this thing started.
:42:40
Get away, you stupid idiot.
:42:43
- He shoved you, Greely.
- I know he shoved me.
:42:45
I know he done it. I seen it.
:42:47
- You fellas gonna fight?
- Yes, Mr. McCabe.
:42:49
Let me hold your coat.
:42:51
- Here, give me your coat.
- Much obliged.
:42:56
What are we looking for?
:42:58
Looking for a chip
for him to knock off my shoulder.
:43:02
Well, here, try him.
:43:07
Thank you.
:43:10
- Hey, hey. I'll hold that.
- Thank you.
:43:14
- Fight fair, Jim. Fight fair.
- McCabe, you keep quiet!
:43:17
I'm telling you, just shut up!
That's all.
:43:19
I dare you to knock that piece
of firewood off my shoulder.
:43:23
Go on, Jim, knock that piece
of firewood off his shoulder.
:43:26
- I'm handling this.
- You stop this and go on home!
:43:28
Marty, you stay over there.
Everything is going...
:43:31
- Knock that piece of firewood off!
- Stay out of this!
:43:34
Why don't you two knotheads go on
back to camp...
:43:37
...and wash up or something.
:43:39
Come on, help me, Ortho! Get up!
:43:42
Jim, you just ain't half trying.
:43:47
Hey, Greely, I've got him!
:43:50
I've got the scissors hold on him.
:43:52
Ortho, it's me. You dumbbell!
:43:55
Mr. McCabe! They're killing him!
:43:57
- It's two against one.
- Two?
:43:59
I thought there were four of them.