1:33:01
we band of brothers.
1:33:03
For he today that sheds his
blood with me shall be my brother.
1:33:07
Be he ne'er so vile,
this day shall gentle his condition.
1:33:11
And gentlemen in England
now abed...
1:33:13
shall think themselves accursed
they were not here...
1:33:17
and hold their manhoods cheap...
1:33:20
whiles any speaks
that fought with us...
1:33:24
upon Saint Cispin's day!
1:33:27
[Cheering]
1:33:32
My sovereign lord!
Bestow yourself with speed!
1:33:36
The French are bravely
in their battle set...
1:33:38
and will with all expedience
march upon us!
1:33:41
All things are ready
if our minds be so!
1:33:44
Perish the man whose mind
is backward now.
1:33:47
Thou dost not wish more help
from England, coz?
1:33:49
God's will, my liege.
1:33:51
You and I alone, without more help,
could fight this royal battle.
1:33:56
You know your places!
1:33:58
God be with you all!
[Cheering]
1:34:09
Once more I come to know
of thee, if for they ransom,
1:34:12
thou wilt now compound before
thy most assured overthrow.
1:34:16
Who hast sent thee now?
The constable of France.
1:34:19
I pray thee bear
my former answer back.
1:34:23
Bid them achieve me
and then sell my bones!
1:34:28
Good god, why should they
mock poor fellows thus?
1:34:32
Let me speak proudly.
1:34:35
Tell the constable we are but
warriors for the working day.
1:34:38
Our gayness and our gilt
are all besmirched...
1:34:40
with rainy marching
in the painful field,
1:34:43
but by the mass,
our hearts are in the trim.
1:34:47
Herald,
save thou thy labor.
1:34:51
Come thou no more for ransom,
gentle herald.
1:34:55
They shall have none,
I swear,
1:34:59
but these my joints!
[Cheering]