:03:37
Sgt. Foggers, we can't spare any men
to help you because of the war games.
:03:41
Besides, they'd just attract attention.
:03:43
You keep a weather eye
and you'll be relieved at first light.
:03:46
- Now do your duty.
- Sir...
:03:48
the Army's my home and I would protect
my home with my life.
:03:59
I got it.
:04:05
Watch yourself!
:04:09
That's a lot of gold
for one inside man to guard.
:04:12
That's a lot of soldier, Corporal.
:04:14
Well, I still say it's a lot of gold, sir.
:04:17
Firm up, Corporal. We're not civilians.
:04:20
Giddyup.
:04:25
- Get out of there.
- Quick, rabbit.
:04:29
Sweet yellow, sweet yellow
:04:32
Sweet tangerine gold
:04:36
You make a man fever
You make a man bold
:04:42
Okay, boys.
This is where we lose each other.
:04:45
Why don't we bury
that shoemaker in the shaft?
:04:47
No, we can't do that.
He's our alibi if things go good.
:04:51
- He's an alibi?
- Yeah, it's his tunnel.
:04:54
Yeah, but that don't make me
any less a deserter.
:04:57
You ain't no deserter.
You're his hostage.