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''The yellow-speckled leaF
in the fecund autumn...
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surrenders gently all its golden grapes
to the fruit-gatherers.
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Thus will fall
the passing flowers of life...
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youth, love, pleasure and beauty.''
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Drink that.
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Drink it. It's the white man's drink.
Makes you strong.
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It's good for you.
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That makes 20.
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An even 20.
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It's getting harder every day.
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They haven't captured one
in three days.
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I asked for 1 00 men,
not 20 invalids.
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If the chief thinks he can
put one over on us, he's wrong.
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Why not take it up with him?
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Tell the chief I didn't come
to listen to this idle chatter.
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He promised me many natives.
He hasn't kept his promise.
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Therefore I won't keep mine either,
and his men will have to fiight.
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The chief says some of the captives
know where the natives are hiding.
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Well? Haven't his men
been able to make them talk?
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The chief says they tried...
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but those captives won't talk.
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You'd have to torture them brutally.
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Damn it!
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He's coming this way.
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Is it serious?
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Not serious. Important.
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Let's see it.