How I Won the War
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:07:03
Do your best, eh? That's good...
:07:06
- Body, sir. This is.
- That's very good, Body.

:07:11
- It is rather wet inside, sir.
- I know it is.

:07:15
That smell. That smell.
:07:19
Light the little candle, eh?
:07:22
This is where the war will be fought.
War of movement, my bum.

:07:28
Sit down, Body.
:07:31
Thank you, sir.
:07:36
You're going to be an officer, young Body.
:07:39
- I wonder if you know what that means.
- I think so, sir.

:07:42
- What does it mean, Body?
- It means my mother will be pleased, sir.

:07:47
I worry about your men, Body.
That's what being an officer means.

:07:53
You know... I think you know
how England is fixed at the moment.

:07:57
It's not a question of money, sir.
I'll serve for nothing.

:08:01
Tell me about yourself...
:08:03
What I hope I'm saying about England
is that we have no submachine guns,

:08:08
no rimless cartridges, percussion
grenades, field artillery, no tanks much,

:08:13
no anti-tanks ever,
no dive bombers, no bombs,

:08:17
and we invented shrapnel.
Knew him well... His son.

:08:20
I can't, I fear, I can't march properly
on my own as an officer in the public eye.

:08:27
Isn't that sickening
when that happens to a chap?

:08:30
Couldn't your drill instructor
do something?

:08:33
A quick jab up the crutch.
With a broom?

:08:43
"They're Coming."
"They're Coming" by EC Grapple MC VD.

:08:49
And scar.
:08:50
"They're Coming."
:08:54
They're coming from the shires
Coming from the byres

:08:56
They're coming from the cities and towns
:08:59
They're coming from the factories
They're coming from the farms...


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