Land and Freedom
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:18:02
It's a huge operation,
:18:03
about twenty thousand militia
on this front alone.

:18:06
I'm not in the communist brigade,
but it doesn't matter

:18:08
cos we're all fightin'
the same enemy.

:18:17
Viva Franco!
:18:18
Viva Espana!
:18:20
Fascists bastards. Rot in hell!
:18:24
Sons of bitches!
:18:27
Fascists, you've got no balls.
:18:32
The food here's fuckin' brilliant!
:18:35
The food here's fuckin' brilliant!
:18:41
I'm going to shove a bullet
up your arse.

:18:45
Hey, rich bastard,
you'll die with nothing.

:18:48
I'm going to shove
a bullet up your arse!

:18:57
You must be used to this weather
coming from your godforsaken town.

:18:59
It never stops fuckin' raining!
:19:01
You been, have you?
:19:01
Yeah, five years, Manchester.
:19:04
Staring at the poxy rain
through prison bars.

:19:06
What d'you get put down for?
:19:08
Fightin' the Brits.
:19:12
Murderer...
Murderer of a free nation.

:19:20
Are you all right?
Yeah, yeah, yeah!

:19:29
There's all sorts here...
:19:30
French, German, Yanks,
Spanish of course,

:19:33
and a Scot by the name of Jimmy.
:19:35
All good lads.
:19:36
The front line doesn't seem to move.
:19:38
We watch the fascists,
and they watch us.

:19:41
Lots of hanging about
waitin' for something to happen.

:19:43
Digging trenches,
going out on patrol, sentry duty.

:19:47
But worst of all is the lice.
:19:49
They're worse
than the nits back home.

:19:51
They send you mad. They lay their
eggs in the lining of your trousers

:19:53
and you can't get rid of 'em.
:19:54
You're forever scratching.
:19:56
The food's not great...
:19:57
it's usually bread and beans
which gives us all a problem...


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