Zulu

:37:02

I'm sorry. There's nothing larger.
We need it now.

:37:05

There's no chloroform.

:37:07

Go to the hospital.
Tell the sick to be ready to leave.

:37:10

I want cold water, lots of it,
a probe, a saw, some nitric acid.

:37:16

Don't take it too badly, Mr Witt.

:37:18

Isn't this as good a place as any
for a man to be when he's in pain?

:38:16

Excuse me, sir. Tuck your heads in
afore they fall off.

:38:20

Sorry, sir. I have orders
to get some of these bags outside.

:38:24

Alright, get on with it.

:38:26

I was praying that your officer
may turn to God's word.

:38:30

That's right, sir. A prayer's as good
as a bayonet on a day like this.

:38:35

- Have you prayed?
- There'll be a time for it, sir.

:38:38

What will you say?

:38:42

Pick it up.
Bit of the Psalms, I suppose.

:38:45

My father was a lay preacher.

:38:47

A great one for the Psalms, he was.

:38:50

There was one that might have been
written for a soldier.

:38:55

Say it, man. Lift your voice to God.

:38:58

- Now, sir?
- Yes. Let them hear your voice.